Saturday, July 11, 2009

Wordzzle Saturday

Thank you again to Raven who thought up and runs Wordzzle! And thanks to Kit and Charly for providing such entertaining submissions! If you'd like to play, please do! Send your submission to our e-mail address:

The words this week:

Ten Word Challenge: sober, spoilage, knight, laugh and the world laughs with you, peak, blueberries, owl, drugstore, lampshade, keyboard

For the mini challenge: economy, Michael Jackson, ladder, clue, structure


The economy of life - is often found,
in ways that we may not see..
But others might find - it's our character,
making us - what we're to be..
For life's steps takes us - forward and backwards,
like climbing, a ladder's rungs..
And with every day - we walk this path,
we recognize - new choices have begun.
For we all - have an inner knowing,
of what is wrong or right..
Yet, somehow - we never have a clue,
how to reach a greater height..
The soul's structure for our lives,
will never guide us wrong..
And, if we sit - in a quiet moment,
we can hear - our own heart-song.
A song about living - in kind-hearted ways,
where we thrive in joy and peace..
And, like Michael Jackson's - earthly gifts,
fond memories - will never cease..
Then, there are the soldiers- who fight for us,
so we may continue - our cherished ways..
So, I ask that all - who read these words,
become the essence of harmony - in coming days.


Jonathan had to have some space as the day had been so emotional. As he walked briskly down the path he could hear the babbling-brook off to his left. Familiar sounds bringing back memories of his dad. He was soon at his destination, a spreading, old Oak tree. He found what he had come for; the tree house was still intact. The STRUCTURE was strong and seeing it, he became melancholy. He and his dad built this hideaway, a place he could play his music without disturbing the household. MICHAEL JACKSON, Bon Jovi, Billy Joel and others--if he closed his eyes he could still hear the music echoing from within the house. What a fun day it was when they built it. He could still hear the laughter as his dad had no CLUE as to where to begin. But built it, he did..with bandage thumbs from hammering he accomplished a lop-sided, covered house. The LADDER to reach the top was merely leftover lumber nailed to the tree. As the ECONOMY was doing good, this house was furnished comfortably. He and his dad had spent many quality moments as he turned from youth to manhood and learning values never to be forgotten; one is never too old to seek quiet and time with dad. How fortunately dad had taken time to share his life with him. However, time has a way of changing things. As the future arrives and you board the train of life, distances take you away from those you love. Like so many elderly the years take a toll and health deteriorates. Jonathan only remembered his dad as his mom had died at his birth. His thoughts returned to the present, and the day had been a sad one. He reflected on the events and as his eyes teared up, he felt that he was the lucky one. He arrived in time to say 'goodbye' and holding his dad's fragile hand, had bent down and whispered, I love you, I'll see you one day in another tree house.

And, since Dr. Hill is taking a vacation, something different from the blogger: We've been watching the TV Production of P.G. Wodehouse's immortal characters Bertie and Jeeves...thus the challenge story:

Jeeves surveyed the spoilage of the Bertie’s excesses with a sober mien. At the peak of the event the night before, blueberries had been flying, a lampshade had become a hat, and Bongo Little had become a knight by the ministrations of Bertie’s umbrella. Rather than using a drugstore remedy Jeeves purposefully mixed his hangover cure and offered it to the suffering young man. The effect was immediate and Bertie was back to his obnoxious self. “Laugh, Jeeves!” Bertie crowed as he guffawed, “They always say laugh and the world laughs with you!” “Very good, sir,” answered Jeeves. “No, Jeeves,” Bertie responded, “you need to echo my laugh for that to be true!” “I see, sir,” said Jeeves. He continued, “this must be an American sentiment.” “Well, dash it all, yes!” answered Bertie. “They do come up with some toppers, don’t they?” Jeeves simply observed Bertie with an owl-like expression, waiting for something intelligent to come out of Bertie’s mouth. Instead, Bertie went over to the keyboard and Jeeves heard the first notes of Minnie the Moocher begin. He turned to take the glass to the kitchen murmuring to himself, “next time an important ingredient will be no where to be found.”

And the mini:

Poor Michael Jackson, growing up with any structure in his life to guide him. It caused him to climb a show business ladder that has few safety nets. And apparently, he didn’t have a clue as to how badly he was being betrayed by those who were turning his talent into a way to fund their own personal economy.

Next Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: corn pone, delegation, nectarines, happiness, 12 going on 13, prancing horses, magenta, butterflies, fragmentary, arthritis

For the mini challenge: lavender cowboy, over the moon, preparation, zebra, area rug



Dr.John said...

Loved the poem.
Good story of a man and his dad.
The last two were equally well written. I always did like Wodehouse and Jeeves was one of my favorite characters.

Akelamalu said...

The poem is fantastic. I've tried to write poems using the wordzzle words - it's difficult.

The story about Jonathan and his dad brought a tear to my eye.

Love all your efforts. :)

Fandango said...

Four stories and only three people. We are five dragons and only did two stories.
We dragons wanted to write a poem but "laugh and the world laughs with you" got in the way.
We never thought of using just the mini.
Great poem.
We dragons also like to revisit the caves of our egg days. Nice story
We always wanted to eat Bernie. Good story
All in all a job well done.

the watercats said...

I love jeeves and Wooster!.. brilliant use of the words. You guys are such great creators of atmosphere! Thanks again for sharing!

Raven said...

These were truly tough words to use in any context, but I was truly impressed with the poem and deeply moved by the grieving Jonathan.

I'm a great fan of P.G. Wodehouse and I thought you captured the tone and feel perfectly... and in a wordzzle! Well done.

Spot on with the mini.

CJ said...

These are all great. I especially liked Kit's poem. I have a hard enough time doing this in prose ---can't imagine i could create such a lovely poem.

gabrielle said...

Excellent writing. My favorite line:
"And, if we sit - in a quiet moment,
we can hear - our own heart-song."
This is a them which seems to unify all 3 pieces.