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Today’s Jumble haiku:
(I was watching The Deepest Breath, about the dangers of competitive free diving.
It is easy enough to know the path one should follow into the deep blackness—as long as the rope is within reach.
But two lives were lost chasing fame.
You do it—if you do it at all—on a single breath, this more than…)
“Hateful Mappy”
Dark waters comma,
black depths claim nearly all air.
She got her trophy.
~ OMK
I was trying to change things before I was captivated.
Wordle 895 4/6*
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Hark the Herald
He deserves a trophy,
For he made over 6500 hymns,
Nearly all with depth of theology
And command of poetry that never dims.
For a Christmas one let’s look,
Taken from the carol book!
The “She” in my poem is Alessia Zecchini, who set a world record of 104 meters straight down and back on a single breath. She survived at the cost of her safety diver’s life.
Charles Wesley is CanadianEh’s prolific composer.
(Nobody knows how many breaths he took for all those hymns!)
~ OMK
"Dreaming"
Patty's dream was filled with commas,
while she slept in her pajamas.
But in spite of her dream's depth,
she still peacefully had slept.
When she woke up she started to sing
because her dream had triggered a hymn,
which nearly made her happy
even if it was just a little sappy.
The dream would never a trophy win
but at least it triggered a lovely hymn.
I can’t recall ever dreaming up a hymn, as Misty’s Patty does. It may take a special skill, or maybe it’s the pajamas…
Say, maybe that was Charles Wesley’s secret!
6500 doesn’t seem so many if they came to him in his dreams! Music AND words!
It makes one wonder—whether they might come while nodding off, or in full REM sleep.
It would be just my luck, I’d get a great hymn, and then couldn’t remember it.
~ OMK
OMK, I'm glad Alessia survived. Hope she got a trophy for her feat. And thank you for identifying Charles Wesley as the composer of all those hymns.
And, CanadianEh!, it's neat that you pointed out that Wesley's commitment had to be theology, since he wrote all those hymns. I just looked him up and was surprised to see him with his white haired--can't remember what it's called. So he lived from 1707-1788.
The things you learn on this blog--amazing!
OMK- I will echoMisty “the things we learn”. I was not aware of competitive free diving. I could never do that. I fear the the desire to win might cause divers to push themselves to unsafe levels. Your haiku evokes images of that black depth.
Misty- we should all have a dream with commas! And the resulting hymns must be beautiful. What a wonderfully imaginative poem.
I decided to honour the season (yes I am decorating- I did my porch pots today). When I saw Charles Wesley’s name in the J, I remembered he wrote carols as well as hymns.
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