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Today’s Jumble haiku:
“Cry, then Do a Dance”
Check that blend of tunes.
Violins screel two or three
… that cause lunacy.
~ OMK
BTW, your Friday "Story" at CC was delightful, Misty
"New Plans"
Rosie's career was a wreck
and she had to give it a check.
She could no longer pay her rents
and this was not by coincidence.
It had been lunacy to blend
music with the dance she did spin
and it became hard to defend
why no prizes she did win.
So new plans she had to spin,
while playing her sweet violin.
By Co-inky-dink?*
The last time I checked
We were Down-Under yesterday,
With their kangaroo and koala.
But maybe lunacy is blending to grey
With one vile ending- the dreaded dementia?
*from Red Skeleton
OMK- yes, badly planned violins (or bagpipes) can screen one to lunacy?
Great haiku and title.
Misty- poor Rosie and her wrecked career. But she has seen the error of her ways, and hopefully will succeed with her new plans. At least her violin is sweet and not screening.
That should be screel not screen, screeling not screening. D… autocorrect! Did it twice.
Misty ~ Rosie needs a director, one to whom she will listen. Very few performers have the ability to "see" themselves. Feedback from a director, or at least a serious coach, is often necessary.
Rosie apparently thought she could get away with dancing while playing her violin.
(Sounds to me like the definition of an act on "Ted Mack's Original Amateur Hour."
Maybe she shoulda added a little ventriloquism?
Or strip tease? )
Anyway, I am glad for her sake she got back to "sweet violin" basics.
CanadianEh! ~ I like your Red Skelton tribute. In our household, I bet we say "Co-inky-dink" more often than the proper pronunciation.
~ OMK
Thank you for your kind comment, Wilbur, and thank you, everyone, for your delightful offerings today--along with your also cheerful and supportive and kind responses to everyone's efforts.
I don't know how your weather is everywhere, but here in southern California it is unusually and depressingly dramatic. So a happy and sweet blog like this is extraordinarily important for maintaining a cheerful outlook today. Heaven knows, it's hard for us to complain with all the disastrous snow on the news every day. My heart still goes out to that sweet five-year old and his family.
Splat! Another one bites the dust. Ps, you forgot the rodents
And it's 30 degrees out there right now, getting colder
Brrr
Fla guy, Wilbur
The loss of that child (mentioned by Misty, above) is indeed sad--& frightening to imagine how it happened, with his Mom watching him being washed away.
There have been a lot of disasters throughout CA in these floods & landslides, and many deaths. The first thing I noticed this morning was how dark it was, highly unusual for Orange County. Misty and I live only a few miles apart, so we share these skies. But we're very lucky compared to other parts of our state--and especially fortunate weighed with other parts of the country.
Our rainfall is light by comparison with other counties, and our temperatures never drop too cold, nor rise too hot for that matter.
Our only natural catastrophes are rare--earthquakes, you know?
We see maybe one per generation, if that often, for a seismic event of real consequence.
And we don't have the humidity, nor the cockroaches, of that other long, warm state, (ahem) FLA--the so-called "Sunshine State."
We are the "Golden State."
~ OMK
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