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Monday, November 13, 2023

13 NOV 2023

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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.

9 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

Today’s Jumble haiku:
(Rabbits are said to enjoy fiddle music. But they never venture beyond the outer lobby of any auditorium, for fear of being trapped by wily fox ushers.
When they hear of a popular fiddling concert, they phone to be sure the entry hall is large enough for hundreds of their kind.
Naturally, they call ahead on their special…)

Bunny Phone

(And just now they rec’d this happy answer:)

Our jumbo foyer’s
ninety feet square, good room for
your violin crowd…!
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

FLN, Misty & CanadianEh! ~ Thanks for your comments on my 6-line lament, my be-moaning of the time I must spend in the WC these days. It is not specifically Lasix, but probably my alfuzson—or a mixture of several meds I must take. “Side effects” can be nasty.
At any rate, this seems to be the sad lot of many aging males.
I appreciate the feminine sympathy…

Your Sunday poems provided pleasant company—even though I didn’t comment on the day of their posting.
~ OMK

CanadianEh! said...

We’re going retro today.
Bunny Phone

Oh but it was beautiful,
That green phone in the foyer,
With jumbo ears to listen on.
Of course that was the nineties (so dull!).
Play the violins eh,
Those days are gone.

CanadianEh! said...

OMK- where else could we both go but with that title. Your back story was hilarious, and the haiku even funnier. My imagination is picturing that crowd of bunnies with their violins. I wonder if they play Rabbit Where’s Your Mammy? Thanks for the smile.

I took the title quite literally and thought of those retro novelty phones. I don’t think my time frame is accurate (more like the sixties), but we have to work with the words we are given!

Misty said...

"Marriage Music"

A jumbo piano stood in the foyer
in the home of a popular lawyer.
He was ninety but still drank gin,
and loved playing the violin.

This made his wife occasionally moan
though she appreciated his funny bone.
So she indulged him and did with him sing,
and their relationship was a win-win.

Misty said...

Ol' Man Keith, loved your funny bunny story? I guess that 'funny bone' solution in today's Jumble got you thinking about a bunny. And, of course, that 'violin' clue got you to take him to perform in a concert. Very sweet--and glad the foyer had enough room for a violin crowd 'there'.

CanadianEh!, you took the violin back in time, but still had a bunny listening to it on a phone in a foyer. Can't believe how Jumble words can stoke the imagination on this blog--a delight.

CanadianEh! said...

Misty- interesting how our different pronunciation of foyer led us to different rhyming words (eh and lawyer).
I smiled at your jumbo piano (maybe a grand!), plus the thought of the sound of the violin played by a ninety year old on gin - no wonder the wife moaned.
Yes we certainly do not lack for imagination here.

Ol' Man Keith said...

CanadianEh, I knew you'd have to use Bunny Phone too. No way to escape that sweet Spoon!
I can imagine the literally bunny-shaped phone in your poem--with those big ears.
My favorite part was when you slipped the violins in as a way of reinforcing nostalgia for old-timey joke telephones.

Yep, Misty, that "funny bone" offered us a pure phonetic Spoonerism! I'm glad you liked my concert rendition.
In your poem, I got a kick out of "He was ninety but still drank gin." No need to put "but" in there!
My bet is it would only be unusual if the old geezer did NOT drink gin--at that age!
~ OMK

Misty said...

Loved your comments, CanadianEh!, and Ol' Man Keith--many thanks.
And have a good night's sleep.