| || cello, fudge, ripple, notify, people filed in.
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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.
10 comments:
Now is the time for solitary pleasures,
Things which no crowd cheer measures.
String quartets with violins and cello,
Fudge ripple ice cream, and raspberry Jello.
Bingeing on TV shows, reading long novels,
Working on hobbies, building ships in bottles.
Looking up friends you lost track of long ago
To notify them pleasant memories still flow.
When this is over, and people file in
To offices and arenas, life may seem to begin
But we'll look back on this time of seclusion
And remember it as a wishful illusion!
Rest assured: If Bo Peep tells a joke to her flock, her sheep'lł smile. Didnt you know anthropomorphism runs rampant among shepherdesses?
~ OMK
I had to cheat on #4. But it was at four. Am that is. Anyway some background to yesterday's poem.
Yes that wizard Gandalf was a first class fellow
Smoked wonderful rings and even played cello
After notifying the goblins that their King had no head
He'd Lined the dwarf people in file, with him on ahead
But another battle ensued and when Bilbo came awake
He found himself finally near an underground lake.
A ripple on the surface told him he was not alone
Yes, there was the creature, Gollum, gnawing on a bone.
A riddle game was played , clues all in rhyme
Gollum asked "The thing all things devour?"
Bilbo was stumped , he didn't have an hour
To guess. At the last he shouted "Time!".
His final riddle "What's in my pocket?"
Had sent Gollum swimming off like a rocket
Bilbo had fudged, he'd just happened to touch something
And sure enough, that object was Gollum's precious ring.
WC
Owen, what a lovely poem for this time of solitary confinement we are enduring during this crisis! Thank you for that. Wilbur, it was a little tougher to find all the Jumble words and solution in your Bilbo poem, but there they were too. Thank you both for this nice Saturday treat.
That first Jumble word drove me crazy and I finally gave up and decided to see if I could get the solution. Tada! Fell right into place, and once I had it, the missing letters helped me solve that first musical word which I should have gotten without any problem. Sweet cartoon with a fun tax service pun.
Not much to say today. Actually solved the jumble before I went to bed -- late.
Your poem was quite empathetic, Owen, but I don't didn't quite understand "wishful illusion".
Wilbur, what a fine story, and how cleverly you hid the jumble solution.
It used to be the "cruelest month," but now, methinks, "Arpril" may be the "pirate month." ARrrrrr...
Sorry! - I should have asterisked my solution entry (above).
Anyway, this is the "footnote":
*Bo Peep doesn’t wanna be pretentious
In how she interprets the census.
But she holds that her charges amount,
In this year’s official head count,
To more than just ovines—
MUCH greater she opines.
She prays that her sheep’ll
Be tallied as people.
~ OMK
The "Time" riddle:
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down."
he(Bilbo) wanted to shout out: "Give me more time! Give me time!" But all that came out with a sudden squeal was:
"Time! Time!"
Bilbo was saved by pure luck. For that of course was the answer.
I enjoyed the latest edition of your epic, Wilbur--and that was my favorite verse, the third! It was neat how you used "Time" in more than one sense.
Isn't "Time" the richest word in the lexicon?
I believe some scholar made a study of Shakespeare's works, both plays and poetry, and found "Time" to be the abstract noun he used most frequently.
One of the elusive arts of poetry is to pack as much--or as many--meaning(s) as possible into each phrase, while keeping an eye on the aesthetics.
Bravo!
~ OMK
Of course that was JRR's poetry/ridfle-rhyme. I greatly abbreviated it earlier so I wanted everyone to see the original.
Given four J words and a riddle-solution I go where the rythym and rhyme take me.
And.. when the dwarves invaded Bilbos Hobbit hole they broke out all sorts of various and sundry musical instruments for entertainment, including perhaps a
CELLO
WC
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