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Friday, March 26, 2021

March 26, 2021

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 || dogma, visor, season, invest, in droves.

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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.

11 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

FLN, Wilbur ~
I'm not sure if you meant to say Richard was struck in the eye with an arrow. "Bolt," of course, was a word used interchangeably with "arrow" back in the day.
It was King Harold Godwinson, the last Anglo-Saxon king, who apparently (by legend and as depicted on the Bayeaux tapestry) took an arrow in the eye in 1066.

But maybe there is a legend that Richard also took an arrow in the eye? I don't know that. Most stories say he was hit in the chest or shoulder.
If BOTH kings were shot in the eye, it may speak to the rare vulnerability of a monarch wearing full body armor. Where else would you expect a mortal blow to be delivered? All the vital parts of the anatomy were sealed up--unless of course the visor was lifted.
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...


"Win Groves"
He was new to the game,
by dogma a green rookie,
barely invested
in uniform and shoes.
A smart cookie,
he was strong with a bat,
quick with his glove,
and wanted to play for the Blues.
He knew all his rivals,
but he was the best in town.
IN baseball season even "gangstas"
turn their visors around.
~ OMK

Misty said...

"Not Smart"

I now make it my dogma
to use memories to jog my
view of the past, like a visor
that might help me become a bit wiser.

I once stupidly bought two stoves
so I could bake cookies in droves.
Way too much for my kinds to ingest,
a failed project for me to invest.

No, it's best to stay in the season
and just do your best to use reason.

Ol' Man Keith said...

You remind me of The Great British Baking Show, Misty, in which the bakers sometimes wish aloud for an extra oven to finish multiple tasks on time!
Your verse speaks well to the wisdom of proper planning and frugality. It is always the season for sanity.
~ OMK

Misty said...

So, Ol' Man Keith, your fellow was a baseball player--is that right? I had to look up the Blues to see if that was really a baseball team, and it seems they're located in Kansas City? Did you ever have a Kansas City connection in your wide and interesting background? Would love to hear about it.

Wilbur Charles said...

Lost my post. And I was going to copy and didn't. There's a lesson.

Yes, LIU says it was the shoulder on Richard. Gangrene. Where was Rebecca. Speaking of, we have still to wrap things up with her.

Misty, you get better poem by poem.

WC

Misty said...

Look forward to your continuation, Wilbur. And thank you for the kind words about my verses--you are so generous.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Never been to KC, Misty.
"Blues" was a team name I made up, to thyme with "shoes."
I appreciate your diligence, but I only draw on my biography when it helps my verse along.
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

Thyme = rhyme

Wilbur Charles said...

Kansas City Blues Baseball Team.

Thry were a regular AAA (White) baseball team, part of MLB. They were the Yankee Triple A farm team. Then an Insurance millionaire, Charley Finley bought the Philadelphia Athletics and moved the team to KC.

But... KC continued to act as a defacto farm team sending stars such as Roger Maris and Ralph Terry to NY for Yankee retreads.

As if youse guys and gals care about my baseball talk. I doubt Sandy cares either.

Is there a baseball fan lurking in Jumbleville?

WC

Sandyanon said...

Actually I find baseball history interesting, Wilbur. Used to be a big fan, especially in person. When I was small, went more than once with my father to see the Hollywood Stars play in the old Pacific Coast League. As I recall, their playing manager was Bobby Bragan.

Then, years later, as a single mom, I was working at a company that employed a lot of salesmen, and one of them would give me his Dodger stadium box seat season tickets when he couldn't use them, so my two daughters and I regularly sat right behind the third base dugout. We loved it! My older daughter used to write RCIAF everywhere. Bet you can't guess what it stood for, Wilbur.