There are several other Jumble blogs, but the ones I checked all started off by listing the answers. In this blog, answers can be either hinted at or masked by burying them in comments. No overt spoilers!
This is a spooky story, set in a haunting house, On an isolated island with no boat to get us out. There's something strange about this place to give the willies. Although the temperature is warm, we all are feeling chilly!
Is it nasty spirits who steal our heat and make us shiver? Or is it that a meal's laid out, with no sign of the giver? Was there something in the wine that made a toxic brew? Is it our imagination, or is there a fever in our crew?
Still we slept a night, a day, and woke as sun was setting. New people are now in the house, and like as we, are fretting. They strike a light, they pose a question of who are their hosts. We go to greet them and they scream! It's WE who are the ghosts!
Owen, I'm so grateful for your poem this morning. I got all four items without any problem, but simply couldn't get the solution. Then, the second time after I read your poem, I got it--I got it! Thank you so much! You made my morning pose much less of a problem for me.
I agree with friend Wilbur, a "super quicky" - only excepting that for a brief time I wanted SKOOPY to be a word. My wife disentangled that over my shoulder. She is quick. Once I had all the letters, we both called out the final answer in the same instant.
Question: Do you suppose Jumble is a gov't plot to turn us all into dyslexics?
(Not that there's anything wrong with that, I hasten to add! *)
Owen ~ I want to congratulate you on your verses. Many others have said the same: I don't know how you manage to turn them out - so often & so well. I have paid close attention recently and hear especially how your metric sense seems to be much sharper. Your ear for rhythm is much more engaging. Is there a reason for the uptick?
I don't think my metric sense is any better, but this quatrain format isn't near as demanding as the limerick. I can set my own pattern in the first line, or change the first line to match a pattern I establish later. If I write the J poem first, writing the CC ones are difficult. If I write the l'icks first, switching to the 4-4-4's is easier.
Easy day! I solved the riddle before even starting to unscramble the words! How neat is that! The words slipped out quickly except the last one. For some reason words starting with a vowel usually pose a problem but I finally got it after many iterations. Owen, I also am impressed with your poems which are so appropriate to the theme at hand. Your versatility is amazing.
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This is a spooky story, set in a haunting house,
ReplyDeleteOn an isolated island with no boat to get us out.
There's something strange about this place to give the willies.
Although the temperature is warm, we all are feeling chilly!
Is it nasty spirits who steal our heat and make us shiver?
Or is it that a meal's laid out, with no sign of the giver?
Was there something in the wine that made a toxic brew?
Is it our imagination, or is there a fever in our crew?
Still we slept a night, a day, and woke as sun was setting.
New people are now in the house, and like as we, are fretting.
They strike a light, they pose a question of who are their hosts.
We go to greet them and they scream! It's WE who are the ghosts!
This was a super quicky for me. Two minutes . I had the second word of the riddle so the first followed quickly. I mean third and first.
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Owen, I'm so grateful for your poem this morning. I got all four items without any problem, but simply couldn't get the solution. Then, the second time after I read your poem, I got it--I got it! Thank you so much! You made my morning pose much less of a problem for me.
ReplyDeleteI agree with friend Wilbur, a "super quicky" - only excepting that for a brief time I wanted SKOOPY to be a word. My wife disentangled that over my shoulder.
ReplyDeleteShe is quick. Once I had all the letters, we both called out the final answer in the same instant.
Question: Do you suppose Jumble is a gov't plot to turn us all into dyslexics?
(Not that there's anything wrong with that, I hasten to add! *)
~ OMK
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* Ut-oh - I first typed worng.
Owen ~
ReplyDeleteI want to congratulate you on your verses. Many others have said the same: I don't know how you manage to turn them out - so often & so well.
I have paid close attention recently and hear especially how your metric sense seems to be much sharper. Your ear for rhythm is much more engaging. Is there a reason for the uptick?
I don't think my metric sense is any better, but this quatrain format isn't near as demanding as the limerick. I can set my own pattern in the first line, or change the first line to match a pattern I establish later. If I write the J poem first, writing the CC ones are difficult. If I write the l'icks first, switching to the 4-4-4's is easier.
ReplyDeleteEasy day! I solved the riddle before even starting to unscramble the words! How neat is that! The words slipped out quickly except the last one. For some reason words starting with a vowel usually pose a problem but I finally got it after many iterations.
ReplyDeleteOwen, I also am impressed with your poems which are so appropriate to the theme at hand. Your versatility is amazing.