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The opening poem should contain all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble and/or Wordle and/or Orijinz.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual Jumble or Wordle answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is NOT required.
FLN, Misty ~ Please be sure to see my last post to you.
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“As Long As I’m Able…”
As we approach another Sunday
and I set my keyboard aside,
I realize I let much spirit
grow lax and bleary-eyed.
I’ve been using these daily poems
to defer the work I should do.*
It’s not my only alibi,
but it’s a major screw.
Fact is, I’ve been drawing a blank
on where to resume my “Book”—
and I’ve used my poetic doodling
to let myself off the hook.
I’ll rejoin you for Jumble on Monday,
but I must keep it in mind
to let go of verse distractions
when I’m able to resume my grind.
I thank you for putting up
with my attempts to match your paces.
Your talents inspire my efforts,
and I often admire your graces.
Please understand my dilemma:
I’ll jot haiku as I’m able.
But if I catch a break in “the project,”
I’ll head back to my writing table.
Meanwhile, I’ll continue to share
however many verses you’ll bear.
~ OMK
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* The working title of its draft is
“A Director’s Nightmare”—a part memoir & part “How-To” journal.
White rabbit, ๐ฐ white rabbit,๐!
ReplyDeleteThe shipwrecked passengers awaited a cutter.
DeleteThe island was cold, the French wanted succor.
The gamut they'd say
Ran "Brrr" to " 'ray!"
They threw hats in the air all aflutter!
Wordle 834 3/6
๐ค ๐ค ๐ค ๐ค ๐งข
๐ค ๐ค ⚜️๐งข๐งข
๐งข๐งข๐งข๐งข๐งข
Orijinz:
ReplyDeleteUseful paraphernalia is the shepherd's crook.
When his sheep are wandering, it's his hook
To grab them, not too late,
To avoid a grisly fate,
As the mutton stew a coyote wants to cook!
"Good Guy"
ReplyDeleteIn his spare time, Ron learned how to rudder
which served him to good effect.
He also cleaned his gutter,
a job he did not neglect.
He left his home intact,
and his private students taught.
If there was anything they lacked,
he their needed equipment bought.
All responsibilities he upheld,
including caring for his mother,
which caused her with thanks to exhale,
that they related so well to each other.
To family, students, and friends,
Ron was definitely a hero.
Did he have any faults?
The answer was quite simply 'zero'.
I had to use French pronunciation to move from guess two to three
ReplyDeleteWordle 834 3/6*
⬜๐จ๐จ⬜๐ฉ
๐จ๐ฉ⬜๐ฉ๐ฉ
๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
OMK- how wonderful that you are working on a book. We will certainly excuse you from daily postings here, as long as you promise not to procrastinate on the “project”.
ReplyDeleteOwen- re W, did you double the vowel in your second guess thinking there was no other combo with those last two letters? I smiled at your French passengers who “ran "Brrr" to " 'ray!" and then threw their hats.
I got the O quickly with your clue. Your O poem reminded me of my grisly hare stew poem earlier this week.
Misty- I haven’t read your J poem yet, as I still have to create my own. Back later.
Please pronounce the first title word in French, but don’t make the T silent.
ReplyDeleteBeret Each Other
Together the friends bought a boat,
But couldn’t seem to stay afloat.
They cracked the rudder on a rock,
And despaired of returning to the dock.
Blame and anger were the effect;
Who was responsible for this defect?
But their hands they shook,
Determined by hook or by crook,
To maintain their financial contract,
They upheld their friendship, still intact.
Wow, the Muses were friendly. I managed to get all the J words (with a Spooner attempt title), the W and the O phrase, into my poem today, in about a 1/2 hour.
ReplyDeleteMisty- Truly, Ron was a model person, helping his mother, buying equipment for his students, cleaning his gutter (DH did ours the other day). But how did he learn how to rudder? (I have never seen rudder as a verb?). My smile for the day.
Here’s a W clue poem for you.
Hats are worn come what may,
A chef’s toque can save the day,
A baseball cap will do for play,
Scots may have a tam let’s say,
A Frenchman prefers to wear a _ _ _ _ _
Thank you, thank you, CanadianEh!, you helped me get today's W in a single try:
ReplyDeleteWordle 834 1/6
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Many thanks for this Sunday gift!
Ol' Man Keith, your Sunday verses are growing and becoming more complex and interesting each week. And this week you have us cheering you on, on your "Book" project. Can't wait to hear more about it, when you're ready. And, most of all, can't wait to read it!
ReplyDeleteOwen, your worked a shipwreck story into just five lines, and it was great to hear they survived and cheered.
CanadianEh!, you too gave us an intriguing shipwreck story, this time about friends who had to deal with the crisis by not casting blame but staying friends. Good for them!
And it turns out you're right that "rudder" is not actually a verb. My verse should have said that "Ron learned how to use a rudder."