| || watch, hasty, mosaic, tackle, hawk them.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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College life for some can be
a chance to spread their wings,
a mosaic, a variety,
a chance to try new things.
Jack found opportunity
in sports. As a defensive tackle,
he led his squad to victory,
turning the Elis to rabble!
But not content to float one boat
he sailed to the front in two;
he took to the stage, whereupon he wrote,
played hard,
and starred,
in the Hasty Pudding revue.
Watch this guy, he's on his way.
to be a game show host some day!
~ OMK
"Neat Artist"
Joan's art was in no way prosaic,
it included a gorgeous mosaic.
Her friends loved to watch
and she never did botch.
She never was hasty
and her designs were quite tasty.
New things she would tackle
like the stones she would spackle.
Her buyers would gawk
as her sculptures she'd hawk--
they were such a gem
that everyone bought them.
What a fortunate result for Joan's artistic endeavor! Not every sculptor fares so well in the marketplace. But in Misty's caring hands, the outcome was assured.
I'd better see how my boy Jack is doing...
But like many a grad before him,
Jack stumbled on hard times.
(When immediate prospects were slim,
some have even taken to crimes.)
He weighed his meager treasure--
his class & championship rings--
and chose as a desperate measure,
to hock them for the moolah they'd bring.
But before he stepped in the pawn shop,
Providence leaped out ahead.
A wealthy deb hollered, "Stop!
Marry me instead!"
--and she swept him off his feet!
Ain't Hollywood endings neat?
~ OMK
Oh, yes, Hollywood endings are neat!
I guess I was hoping for an easy out, Misty.
We are quick to blame Hollywood for our own unflitered desires. But even in the worst studio days they knew some basic dramaturgic rules.
And so did Jack:
Jack had studied his Aristotle
and knew even the toughest fears
shouldn’t be overcome full throttle
but should entail some tears.
To be bailed from his penury
by a rich and silly wife,
makes for pretty weak comedy.
But we need a bit more strife.
Hence, peripeteia,
or “fortune’s reversals” are needed.
Heroes must earn their wings, to fly a
true arc. Good advice to be heeded!
Even Hollywood knows better
than to rush a happy end.
So Jack & his bride learned to bicker,
with neither the other’s friend.
The plot is still developing.
The writers must still decide
which of the two gets everything
while the other’s in a funk--
or a drunk…
--or a suicide.
If this seems too grim and bleak,
blame Aristotle! Damn Greek!!
~ OMK
Wow! Wow! Ol'Man Keith--you are on an incredible roll today. Not to mention poor Jack!
Totally heroic filling in for Owen and Wilbur. But I truly hope they come in the next days. And I also miss Sandyanon. Hope they're reading and enjoying your and Jack's wonderful poetry, at any rate.
I got tied up but truly enjoyed the poetry today. Yes, OMK had found his milieux but Misty, you certainly are no slouch..
I saw Owen on FB. I miss Sandy any day she sits out
WC
Baseball day at the CC tomorrow
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