| emery, havoc, cashew, artery, "err"-waves. |
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clinch, engage, splint, raisin, useful, oppose, shopping "scenter".
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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.
15 comments:
To polishing, there is a skill
To grind the stones to fit your will.
You smooth them down in a tumbler
Filled with abrasives, there are a number.
Emery dust, from iron and corundum,
Will wear them down, and polish up some.
Cashew shells are sometimes used,
To make them e'en more glassy smooth.
Some polished stones have wavy grains
That look like arteries and veins.
That's not some error of lapidary havoc,
It's oft the beauty of a lowly rock.
FLN. Misty ~ I assumed you meant champagne all along. It's why I described your wedding as I did.
J4
"Commencement"
Emery steered his car onto the main artery through town.
He'd be late for the parade; he had to pick up his gown,
and there'd be havoc to pay if he let the dean down.
He popped a cashew in his mouth. His face bore a frown
as his foot slammed the gas and he bit hard with a crown.
~ OMK
Captain Picard sat in his captains chair.
Told his helmsman to engage for anywhere.
For someplace where they could be useful
And clinch their reputation for being crucial.
On the view-screen, a raisin enlarged to an asteroid.
Could this be the mall to which they were deployed?
Their mission -- to oppose a Federation foe
Who had a weapons shop on the planetoid below.
The whole place was a mega-shopping center.
To find the weapon shop would take a spying scenter.
Data was dispatched with his arm in a sling.
The fake splint a detector sort of thing.
The LA Times features only the second Jumble, but, my goodness, what a complicated plot you built out of that hefty list of words, Owen--very impressive. I especially liked that "spying scenter."
"Theatrical Ups and Downs"
Clara knew she could clinch
her new role in a pinch.
She was lively on stage
and the crowd did engage.
She received lots of praises
and weird treats, like those raisins.
But one night, at a stint
she fell, now a splint
was needed and useful,
though not easy to loose-pull.
She took on a new gig
which her fans did not dig.
Her decision to mentor
at a shopping center
they had to oppose,
though why, goodness knows.
But she soon did recover--
now her fans again hover
and applaud her on stage
where, again, she's the rage.
J6
"A Season on the Run"
Engage the things that fall apart, a clinch-pin's needed.
Perhaps a splint will do. With useful advice unheeded
may we be bold? I adore the odor that doth oppose
mere anarchy, and yet the age hath broke my nose.
That scenter will not hold.
~ OMK
That damnable raisin was today's supreme outlier. I copped out by referencing it in a rhyming title.
I truly admire my comrades' dealings, with Owen's brilliant reminder of how all those strange space objects used to appear on the ship's big screen TV,
and Misty's frank acknowledgement of it as a "weird treat" for her Clara. (Maybe a pack of Raisinettes stuck in with a mash note among her dressing room flowers?)
Bizarre & beautiful, my friends!
~ OMK
Ol' Man Keith,
your brief and sweet rhyme deserves praising,
and so I offer you . . . .
(no, silly, not a hazing--just a raisin!)
Thank you, Misty! I shall cherish my one and only raisin today (while keeping it from my dogs).
Just curious: Did you decipher my hidden raisin? In my 2nd (J6) post? It's a bit of a roundabout hint, and I won't say a Spooner isn't involved...
Anybody?
~ OMK
Keith, I kept hearing "A Raisin In The Sun" in my mind, but couldn't/wouldn't use it in my narrative. Your Spooner used it well. But I especially like your punny coda, Yeats' "...the centre cannot hold.".
Coincidentally, before opening my 'puter just now, I was working a crossword with a clue, Chinua Achebe's first novel, "Things Fall _____".
Hmmmm. Is it a 'as on ___R" on the run", OMK? If so, can you remind me what a Spoonerism is?
(Never mind: just looked it up: " a verbal error in which a speaker accidentally transposes the initial sounds or letters of two or more words, often to humorous effect, as in the sentence you have hissed the mystery lectures, accidentally spoken instead of the intended sentence you have missed the history lectures." So, let's see: A Season on the Run would be A Raisin in the Sun?)
The things you learn on Jumble!
Bingo to you both!
And, yes, Owen, of course. For some reason I couldn't keep The Second Coming out of my mind. I think it's whenever the word "Center" is mentioned, Yeats' language is hard to ignore.
As to the Hughes/Hansberry phrase, "A Raisin the the Sun," I know it is a little off, vowel-wise, from a pure Spoonerism, but it made enough "sense" in my version to serve as an intro to my J6 world.
Sorry to tease about it, but I feared it might seem I had ignored the challenge of the nasty Raisin.
~ OMK
Y'all are incredible. I did manage to solve the J6 and riddle-solution. But the duelling connoisseurs was something else with Star Trek thrown in.
Misty is an expert in all things Yeats if I recall correctly. I did wade through that Sunday xword and the blog to so I was out of time poetry wise.
I did crack open in my Ivanhoe.
Misty,you get better every poem. A master of inventive rhyme.
WC
Ps, FLN, OMK I wanted to recount those halycon ball playing days from 8-21. I ran out of time. Later
WC
I did have a Frank Merriwell moment in a Sandlot league game that even got my sceptical father's attention. I had a LL No-hitter which had the surreal box score line of 0-0-9-11(9 Walks, 11 Strikeouts?). Six innings?. Ripley are you listening?
WC
Thank you, dear Wilbur--you've made my day! What a generous critic you are--thank you, thank you.
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