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Today’s Jumble haiku:
(I heard of a fictional tale in which a character could no longer trust his natural senses, especially when packed in tightly populated areas. To overcome his deficiency, he devised a gadget that would monitor the five senses and alert him if they became besieged.
He would check this regularly, his…)
“Pocket Reliance”
Dense civic structures
evoke offenses to our
senses: sight, stench, thirst*…
~ OMK
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Perchance to dream?
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Sympathy is evoked
By those who sleep
On the sidewalks cold,
With stench and thirst steep,
And hunger untold.
Should it be rocket science
For civic duty to stop reliance
On stopgap old solutions,
By outdated institutions,
That with false charity are cloaked?
OMK- great Spooner title and backstory. Your haiku brings images of metropolitan areas on a hot day. I prefer space and the greenery of nature.
Sorry to be DebbieDowner today, but I could not even get a title. And my topic is sad (and a bit of a rant against the treatment of the homeless). The Muses led me there today.
"Dumb Dreams"
When Walter from his sleep awoke
it did a civic memory in him evoke.
He had been elected and served on a bench
where one day he smelled an unpleasant stench.
It made him hungry and dry with thirst
for a glass of brandy, which was the worst.
He fell back asleep and was on a rocket
with tons of money in his pocket.
So he used it to buy a new appliance
and a book to study rocket science.
When he woke up this time, he needed some coffee,
and a breakfast bun made with almond toffee.
Your poem, CEh correctly calls foul to the “old solutions” cloaked in “false charity” to help the homeless.
An excellent, well researched piece in the NYTimes last week shows that the essential problem is the lack of homes for the size of urban populations. This results in our blaming (& sympathy for) mental problems and drug abuse, whereas these are traits ever to be found among those least able to cope with our shared difficulty in finding homes in limited availability.
Think “musical chairs” in which some players can’t move as fast as others. Yes, they need help, but we should know this before the music even starts.
Sorry to be the ‘splainer to your Debbie! But the problem has been on my mind, even though we don’t see it here in Irvine. I know it is a major blight in my hometown of San Francisco.
Misty ~ Your Walter is quite the dreamer! From a bench (in a park or courtroom?) to flying rich on a rocket! And all this time, he just needed breakfast.
It’s a delightful up-to-date nonsense piece, reminiscent of Walter Mitty!
~ OMK
Ol' Man Keith--clever, clever, clever how you managed to work all the Jumble words and solution into your haiku this morning. A total delight.
And thank you for your kind words about my own nonsense piece. Trying to come up with a sensible verse using diverse words like 'civic' and 'stench' is never easy for me, but I try to give it my best shot. Had to look up "Walter Mitty" and found him described as "an ordinary, often ineffectual person who indulges in fantastic daydreams of personal triumphs". I'll have to think about whether I share any of these properties with Mr. Mitty.
CanadianEh!, what a serious, meaningful verse you gave us this morning, evoking the difficulties of homeless living. Wish this could be published in a newspaper somewhere, to also draw readers' attentions to their problems. Well, done.
Have a good evening, everybody!
Misty- yes, you have given us a delightful “nonsense piece”. I chuckled at Walter being hungry after smelling the unpleasant stench. He certainly had a different diet.
Thanks for your comments on my verse.
OMK- yes, a roof over one’s head does improve mental and physical health. But the most effective groups that deal with the homeless also have programs for people to be housed and linked on a regular basis to workers to assist with mental health, addictions, applications for aid programs etc. The vicious circle must be broken. I think it is similar to the idea of not just giving a hungry man a fish, but teaching him how to fish.
Well, I certainly have brought a serious slant today. It is a good thing we have Misty to make us smile in the middle of our discussion.
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