| || weave, hedge, clinic, trench, hitched.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
18 comments:
Wow! Definitely Monday easy.
I really like this pun. Simple, straightforward, accurate in both senses. And it's cute. So there, I like it! To leave room at the top, how about A- ?
OMK:
FLN, Please explain to me, probably in one-syllable words, so I'll be sure to understand and can then go "D'oh!". Thanks.
I recall you being overly concerned recently about repeating one word several times in the same post.
Similarly, I felt some embarrassment at repeating the "R" word in the same sentence, and so I just offered you a couple of synonyms to fix the problem.
~ OMK
Ooohhhhh!! Do you know, I hadn't even noticed. Is that a "D'oh"?
If a puzzle themed wedding you conceive,
Thru a hedge-maze you could have guests weave.
Let your guest know ahead to expect trouble
By sending invites cut into a jigsaw puzzle.
An altar set up in the hedge center
Could greet all the guests as they enter.
A linen cloth with a crossword grid affixed
Could cover the altar as you get hitched!
But examine the maze in advance,
To assure level ground for the expanse.
A trench could cause a fall on a hip,
And to a clinic your guest would need a trip.
The clash of our steel clad foes, Wilfred of Ivanhoe and Sir Brian has ended. Let's return to our spectators.
Our hedge priest, Friar Tuck, was weaving a trenchant tale
To his companion at Coningsburgh, the troubadour Allan a Dale.
[Quoth Tuck]
"It looks like it's too late for Sir Brian to get help from the clinic"
[Said Allen]
If he thought he'd get hitched to the lovely Rebecca he was indeed, manic.
WC
My goodness! What amazing poetry and comments already and it's only about 9 in the morning! Wow!
Sandy, I'm with you on today's Jumble, and second the grade you gave it.
Owen, I absolutely love your "puzzle-themed wedding" with all of the Jumble words cleverly worked into it. A total delight!
And Wilbur, you did it too--worked the Jumble words into the always interesting saga of Friar Tuck, Sir Brian, and lovely Rebecca.
A delightful treat!
Now we're ready and waiting for your contribution, Ol' Man Keith.
"Ditched"
Weaving his way through the blasted hedgerows of No Man's Land,
Corporal Jakes reached the safety of his unit's trench.
With a grunt he slid down the sloping wall, helped by the hand
of Sgt. O'Keefe. Only then could his obliques unclench.
"'Tis bloody cold out there," he said through shuddering teeth.
O'Keefe thrust a mug into Jakes' shaking fist.
"It'll heat up right quick, soon's the signal flare is seen."
But Jakes demurred, "Sorry, Sarge, this is one I'll miss!"
"NO! Are ye hit?!" asked O'Keefe. "Where'd they get you, son?' he'd learn.
"I'll just report to clinic," replied Jakes. "Tis but a touch of me heartburn."
~ OMK
"Finding Romance"
Walter worked for years in a clinic,
where he was known as a a cynic.
Doing lab work on his bench
his life felt stuck in a trench.
He almost decided to leave
when he met a woman named Eve
and a romance began to weave.
Walter totally felt bewitched
and in time a proposal he pitched.
He was no longer on a hedge
and was ready his troth to pledge.
Two years later they were hitched
And now his life is greatly enriched.
You see, Sandy! That's how I missed your earlier slips.
I guess we needn't be so alarmed at our occasional typing errors.
Owen ~ What an unusual concept.
I marvel at the puzzle-wedding theme alone, much less that you worked out verbally what's essentially a visual idea!
Thank you, Wilbur, for the tapping-in touch to your tale!
~ OMK
And Misty, once again we're happily reminded that love may be found anywhere!
Even by lonely clinician Walter, laboring away on his bench.
Not to speak of Eve, who was probably quite surprised to find l'amour waiting when she hired on!
Thank you for the romantic start to our day,
~ OMK
Ol' Man Keith, your give us the most sophisticated, complex characters, stories, settings, and language that we can imagine in such a brief verse: war, No Man's land, Corp. James, Sgt. O'Keefe, with the Jumble solution in the title, and the hilarious heartburn ending. Brilliant--a Monday treat!
When I saw "Hedge" I immediately thought of Tuck. Scott's chapter began with the two discussion the coming battle for Rebecca's honor.
I was having breakfast at an IHOP in st Pete
Yours must have been a happy IHOP meal, W.C.
It shows in the tongue-in-cheekiness of Allen's rejoinder.
~ OMK
Keith: Great minds think alike, but your thought better than mine! I started out trying to wrangle something on a WWI theme, but eventually gave it up. You persevered, and came up with something much better than mine!
Hi, all. Do you know of any blog/website community where reasonable, non-inflammatory political comments would be acceptable? I live alone (family not local), Covid-paranoid, so quite isolated, don't drive, always at home. Communicate with a few friends/family via text and email, but would love regular online conversations.
Anything wrong with Facebook, Sandy? I guess I'm old-fashioned about it now, but over the years I have located old friends on F'bk, several I thought lost for decades.
Political exchanges are maybe half to 3/4 of what I post there--the F'Bk algorithms will keep you in touch with like-minded folk (i.e. your own "bubble") and you can always switch to private messaging if you fear attracting trolls.
~ OMK
Guess I don't feel totally comfortable on FB. I've been searching for something more private and contained.
I read family posts on FB, and sometimes "like", but never post myself.
Thanks, though.
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