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Sunday, January 5, 2020

Jan. 5, 2020 Sunday

|| tulip, juror, celery, poetry, (her) pet project. || unsure, fiasco, abrupt, picnic, entice, coddle, carried on and on.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.

6 comments:

OwenKL said...

Sherry was in a pet about her homework project.
She was to write some poetry about a growing object.
A Garden of Child's Verses her teacher asked for,
A poem from each pupil, for which she'd be the juror.

Sherry sat to write her poem about a dumb old flower.
A tulip bulb, perhaps, that used sixty watts of power?
Or some green vegetable, that could climb or walk,
A Peeping Tom celery: fresh tomatoes it would stalk!

OwenKL said...

Capturing a feral cat can be a daunting task.
Getting one to trust you is a lot to ask.
They're wily and wary, and amazing fast.
You can only entice, unsure how they'll act.

Leave them out some food, they will venture near.
Don't too abruptly move, they are filled with fear.
It will be no picnic to slowly build their trust.
A fiasco it can be if you try too fast, too much.

But patience and caring may win you a cat,
A kitty to coddle, who'll cuddle in your lap.
One who once carried on as ferocious and wild,
May linger on and on, meek and loving as a child.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Great plays on words in the first poem and much feline charm in the second. I love the 3rd verse in the second, especially the 2nd line.

Hon, the geologist, had a fine private collection, specimens of various strata. Hon married Ron, and Don was so upset he smashed her stones so forcefully he left her pet rock wrecked.
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

I labored on the 6*6. I had FASCIA for #2. Missing the O. Then I had INCITE for #5 which still had the E and N. Owen's poem is why I caught that but I needed another O for those last three words.

Once I had the last three and the correct remaining letters I could saddle up

Both were excellent especially that last humorous ending of the first poem. I had an abandoned cat who's gone feral but my old roomie and I fed her and she was all love .

But I saw her leap ten feet in the air and just missed nailing a passing bird. She didn't like when my friend came by with her dog. Feral but not stupid .

WC

PS, OMK that was great portmanteau spoon

Sandyanon said...

No problems with the j4. Cute pun.

J6 gave me a lot to think about, especially clue two, which I finally looked up. The solution wasn't a big problem once I got the short words. I didn't think it was very clever, though, or actually even idiomatic. Ah well..

Liked the way the jumble words were worked into the j4 poem. But really loved the j6. So truly poetic and so poetically true. I always loved cats, though I never tamed a feral one. But I think any domestic cat always retains some feral qualities.

Ol' Man Keith said...

I grew up with cats. My earliest memory is of a black cat that I suppose was too noisy, because she was killed by an unknown neighbor who fed her ground glass in hamburger. Then we had a succession of Siamese cats one one mixed alley type named "Bum."
Bum was the most feral, I suppose, because he would disappear for days on end--and seem none-the-worse for wear when he returned.
When I started my own family, I turned to dogs. You need to have a sense of stability--no moving from town to town--to commit to dogs. Cats can change homes, probably an aspect of their "independent" or semi-wild nature. But it's hard for dogs.
Dogs are more dependent, and they need routine. It's in part their dependency that endears them to us. They are truly "parasites," but in a way that's similar to human babies.
Those who prefer cats may see this as a weakness in the canine character. But for dog lovers, we feel their need as a form of love, a claim we are obliged to meet. In a real sense, we are responsible for them, so there is necessarily a great deal of interaction between us.
Cats, as is often noted, can take us or leave us. But their purr is sweet music.

My goodness, Owen: look what a response you triggered!
~ OMK