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Saturday, October 21, 2023

21 OCT 2023

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The opening poem should contain all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble and/or Wordle and/or Orijinz.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is NOT required.


Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual Jumble or Wordle answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.

14 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

Today’s Jumble haiku:
(I act all unperturbed when I go on a picnic. I know the insects are out to disturb my composure, and I do not wish to give them any satisfaction….)

“(Each) Wretch Stunned

Whenever the ants
invade my stoic facade,
I just Shrug* again.
~ OMK
____________
*
I take a handy spray can of “Shrug” along with me.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

OwenKL said...

Smiling shows we're happy,
Moues, we're likely snappy.
If our muscles work
Resembles a quirk,
Kissers may soon be getting sappy!

Wordle 854 5/6

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😏😈😈😈🫦
😏😈😈😏😈
😏😈😏😏😈
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OwenKL said...

Orijinz:
From Yiddish, a word for whine and complain?
Isn't that what the whole language is trying to explain?
To carp and kvetch
Like a put-upon wretch
Is what Yiddish does best, it is plain!

CanadianEh! said...

Well Owen- I got the O in 10 seconds with your great poem.

Misty- follow the rhyme in Owen’s third and fourth lines of his W poem.

CanadianEh! said...

Eliza Doolittle finds the coaching ‘ard, but she is pushed to
Fudge (to th’) End

Keeping up the facade was a stretch,
Doubt, frustration her mind did invade,
But no matter how much she would kvetch,
Professor Higgins would not be swayed,
He would just shrug and smirk,
And repeat again “Keep up the work”.

CanadianEh! said...

OMK- you really stretched for that title! But I love the result (and your great new product to Stun the insects), and your labelling of the ants as wretches. My smile for the day.

Adding the W and O to my database for a poem sent me to a favourite Shaw play. I’m not sure about the Yiddish word in the middle of my Cockney poem, but we work with the words we are given. Enjoy.

Misty said...

"Insect Defect"

When spiders did her home invade
the mother quickly got them sprayed.
She had learned never to shrug
at problems caused by a bug.

She could never know when
the critters would emerge again.
Her facade was located near a hedge
and the mother did pledge
to fund spray kept on the ledge.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Talk about stretching for a title, CEh!
But a nice capsule version of a central Pygmalion action…
Well done!

It took me .36 to get today’s O, even after Owen’s clear poem.
That’s because I wasted time by going first for the German word to “Press.”
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

Misty ~ Your poem’s mom is swift to take action as needed—but also plans ahead. She does not stint at laying out cash to keep sufficient spray on hand.
I wonder if she also uses “Shrug.” I find it works on more than just ants.
And it only seems to miss the ones that we don’t really, really care about.
~ OMK

CanadianEh! said...

Misty has bugs too, but spiders instead of ants. The J words set off an invasion. With spray as the solution and limitless funds, those critters should be kept at bay. And it is true that one should “never shrug at a bug”. Another smile today.

CanadianEh! said...

OMK- how is your writing project going? Do we need to badger you or hold you to weekly deadlines, or have you got it moving?
I am not above nagging if necessary, because I believe you could create a very interesting and memorable recollection.

I have a family birthday celebration tomorrow and will probably not make it here.

Misty said...

I just had a delightful experience this afternoon. I don't know if you know that "Misty" is my blog name, but my real first name is "Margot"--a name common in Europe where I grew up, but not in the U.S. when I arrived here in 1955 or so. In recent years the name has become more common, with actresses and characters in writing bearing the name.

Well, this afternoon I saw a play at the Laguna Playhouse here in Laguna Beach with the title "The Angel Next Door," and one of the seven characters in the play was named "Margot Bell." It was so odd, but also fun, to hear my name mentioned so often on stage, and, thankfully, Margot Bell was an attractive and nice young woman, which made me happy. Surprisingly the play's handbook tells us that "The Angel Next Door" is a new theatrical work, a "new world premiere comedy," and I hope it gets some publicity and will be staged by other local theaters in other cities and states.

CanadianEh! said...

Lovely Margot! Glad you had a good time.

Misty said...

Neat messages and offerings from all of you, thanks, everybody!

OMK, I love your composure at a picnic or around insects. But I tried to look up "Shrug" and it doesn't appear to be an insecticide. So thank you for your very kind comments on my verse, and if you do really use "Shrug," I'll be sure to inform my poetic Mom.

Owen, your focus on smiling just got all of us smiling, especially CanadianEh!, when she was working on her Wordle, and me too.

But your sweet poem on Eliza Doolittle, is a little sad, CE. Makes me want to tell Professor Higgins to be a little kinder and more helpful to her. And I wish you a wonderful, wonderful birthday celebration with family tomorrow! Can't wait to hear all about it on Monday.