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Today’s Jumble haiku:
(Could my drinks have been spiked?
My cocktails…)
“Smelled Fishy”!
Hot Flash: I drank a
modest amount; it made me
giddy & sleepy.
~ OMK
I was being pert and then took a risk to try duplicate letters
Wordle 878 4/6*
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Wordle 878 4/6*
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
The Bot hates my Wordle comment today.
“I was being pert, and then took a risk to try the duplicate letters.”
Loggers discover the value of the timber is reduced due to heart rot; they
Felled Smushy
Giddy, sassy flash,
Sleepy forest awakened,
Modest return only!
OMK- you kept the reveal as your title. My variant took me in a different direction. (I tried a haiku again, but now see that my count on the last line was six. “Modest gain only” would be better.. . . and it needs a little more zip.)
But back to your offering: I smiled at Hot flash - oh, a news item not menopausal woe. Great story line to use those words. The W would have created a problem for you.
"Night Fright"
Sally went to bed feeling sleepy,
but her nightmares made her weepy.
She dreamed that she stole some cash
and was arrested in a flash.
She woke up feeling shaky and giddy,
and poured some milk to feed her kitty.
Then a fishy odor she smelled,
which more trouble for her spelled.
Finally she realized it was all just a nightmare,
and this released her from all her care.
CanadianEh! ~ I like your haiku either way. It is more "poetic" than mine--in the traditional spirit.
You are quickly becoming a master of both tone and form. Brava!
Misty ~ That is a nice tale. Instead of starting well, then suffering, then winning out, your Sally begins her arc in a real pickle.
I thought, "Oho, this poor gal is really in for it!"
It got worse for her with that fishy stench.
But then, of course (!), you saved her in the end, simply by bringing her to a "normal" state--awake, instead of enduring an incubus astride her breast.
I should have seen it coming, but I didn't. Good for you.
~ OMK
Thanks for the kind comment on my verse, Ol' Man Keith, though I'm sorry that I didn't give you an eerie ending you might have enjoyed more. That would have put my Sally in company with your poor spiked drinker.
Sorry that heart rot made your loggers feel sick, CanadianEh!. Did they also get a "hot flash," like OMK, after drinking his cocktail?
Misty- what a nightmare poor Sally had (with fishy odours even!). But as OMK said, you saved her in the end. Nice work.
Thanks all for your kind comments.
I may try my hand at another haiku if the J words lend themselves. I don’t know how you do it every day, OMK.
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