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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.
14 comments:
My apologies for being so late. I thought it had posted. Don't usually check it until I add the colored cartoon (which you might notice is still missing). Blogspot is frustrating me lately, as there isn't a Save/publish button most of the time on the edit page. I've eventually get it after several resets of my entire browser, but I haven't yet figured out how.
"The Winner"
Doris thought "Hot diggity,
I'm going to win this with dignity!"
The need to rhyme words like 'thyme'
was right within her prime.
And it took her no time to know
how to rhyme 'dog' and 'indigo.'
She did her very best
to toddle though the contest.
So in the end it was no surprise
that she ended up winning first prize.
Wow, Owen, I thought you must be ill. Very happy that you're ok.
These days I'm a night owl, and check the Jumble around midnight, but last night/this mornibg finally gave up and went to bed. What a relief when it was there today!
Now to solve.
I am sorry too for posting so late. I started to do it last night, then held off till I knew Owen was OK & able to post the new date. Then, wouldn’t ya know it, I gave way to sleeeep….
Anyway, here it is…
”Dig These: Doggone Hot Drinks”
Thyme tea is going
to fend off germs; indigo
toddy’ll cure your cold.
~ OMK
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PS. These are true folk remedies. Be well.
Misty ~ My first thought when reading your verse was that it is impossible to rhyme "dog" with "indigo"!
Only then did I realize you did not mean with each other.
So, along with Doris, you take first prize this morning--for relative economy of expression,
for sticking to your couplet guns (the "regularity" award!),
and for being in fact the very first to have a successful posting.
In my humble effort, I admit I was surprised to Google and find that you can indeed ingest both thyme (I knew that) and indigo (I did not).
But my favorite step was devising a way to include a version of "toddle" that fit within today's haiku theme.
I think it is for just such breakthroughs that we linger on, even in retirement.
~ OMK
Ah, Ol' Man Keith, it does look as though I tried to rhyme 'dog' and 'indigo' rather than just hoping to find a rhyming word for each one (clog, hog, fog, log; then 'know' and 'indigo'). But that clearly puts me into second place this morning, given the brilliant way you once again were able to put every Jumble word and solution into just a four-line verse. Bravo!
Chet goes on…]
Take my own story, Ed, I was going nowhere in life, toddling on.
Time stood still, I was in an indigo haze feeling that my life was gone.
In a seedy bar it happened; a tap on the shoulder awoke me from the fog.
A beautiful woman said "Come with me, I'll show you a new way "
HOT DIGGITY DOG!
WC
Wilbur, I guess an indigo haze is not quite as bad as being under a black cloud.
Or is it?
LOL.
Wilbur ~ Chet's "indigo haze" is a well-chosen metaphor. According to color symbolism (on a hasty Google search) "indigo" has a depth, a gravitas lacking in plain dark-blueness.
It goes beyond feeling blue about the world.
It delves within; it is far more introspective: i.e., feeling deeply blue about oneself.
Misty ~ Did you like "toddy'll"?
I notice you refer to the haiku as four line poems. They are only three lines.
I usually use the three lines--the 5-7-5 syllable structure--to cover the J-words, while reserving the title for the solution.
I don't always do it this way (as when I recently put "opera" in the title), but that's what I aim for.
~ OMK
OMK, I had to look up toddy, since it didn't ring any bells. Oh, a "hot toddy," okay have heard of it but wasn't sure what it contained. "Whiskey!" Well, I'm not sure I've ever had whiskey in my day, and probably never will. But if it'll cure my cold, maybe I'll think about it the next I get sick.
BINGO!
I never cared for hot toddies when I was a kid and they were offered when I had respiratory troubles. Yuck!
But if you really want to cure a cold, I think you need to stir whiskey, lemon, cinnamon with an Indigo tea or syrup.
~ OMK
Misty I liked your verse about Doris rge Rhyming maven
OMK likes to conserve those keystrokes.
Sandy, there's a groaner ahead tomorrow
I finished the Saturday CC xword. Different kind of groan Z exhaustion
Then I finish and say "that wasn't so hard!"
FIR minus one careless square. I had so much blotch I didn't see the misspelling
WC
I should have slept on it and used online to check everything
Wilbur, I'm guessing, and hoping, that the beautiful woman who tapped Chet on the shoulder and promised to show him a new way was Lois!
Can't wait to find out.
Wilbur ~ I think Chet’s mantra could be shortened to just those opening words, “Poor me, pour me…”
How lucky for him that Lois was the one to notice him, to speak first, since he was not one to chat up the ladies.
But what on earth was she doing sipping ginger ale in such a “seedy joint”?
Is she a worldly sister to Sgt. Sarah Brown?!
~OMK
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