by Brenda Warren
Scrabble Championship
Faith like a mustard seed
Or perhaps a piece of grain
Filled the player in his phase
Of eager learning skills …
But, then his approach went stale …
He’d become really far too blasè,
A little arrogant perhaps let’s say,
Attached he was, to his awesome skill.
Useless was it to tell him,
That the key to his future success,
Was not just playing up to scratch,
He needed to reach a higher level.
With a glint of fury in his eye
His haunty complacency soon fled,
He lost his title of world champion …
She thrashed him with a single word!
Well done her..and love the image of that mustard seed (your link on Sunday whirl doesn’t seem to go to your post)
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Hmmm.. I’ll try to fix that, where does it go?
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Right you are … I fixed it but couldn’t take the old one down..sorry the other message popped off prematurely. Glad you enjoyed the poem!
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You do these wordles so well! I haven’t been able to wrap my brain around them lately. This is such a clever story !
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I just simply love wordles! I’d do one a day if I could find them, they just tickle my muse!
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Some days I love them, and some days I feel like my brain is struggling to weave the words into anything usable at all. o.O Oh well! You however- you’re always so good at these. You and Dom both. 🙂
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Dom is one fine poet, and I don’t get to read his work as much as I’d like … so I think I’ll go search him out today! As for wordles, they usually seem to write themselves. The words just click and fall together, can’t imagine why, it’s just like that. I thought it must be like that for everyone, it’s almost like cheating. 🙂
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I do pretty well when I can sort the words into trios to use in haiku (or senryu) — and then fill in the story around the haiku. But lately …. it just hasn’t been happening, sadly. 😦
Dom could use a pick-me-up, I think — he’s also been suffering from muse-abuse. 🙂
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There one guy Magical Mystical Teacher, that puts them together in a series of senryu/haiku! http://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/2014/06/29/seeking-one-ripe-plum/
I’m sorry about Dom and you having muse problems … they do seem to be finiky lately for us all. I’d say it was the summer-time bluse, but here this morning I find it hard to believe it’s summer at all … really very cold!
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A different “blues” then — cold blue! 😉
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He’s cool! 🙂
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I think she must have made “Complacency” out of his “Place” and ended on a triple netting her about 80 on the last go. I really must get the Scrabble board out again! Great post.
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Thanks Oldegg! Scrabble is my number one favorite board game, I play it in Italian and English … playing it in Italian gives me particular satisfaction when my family is willing to play with me (I usually win at both).
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You must be so good at scrabble. What a great poem!!!
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Love the game … being a reader big time sinnce as far back as I remember (incliding the dictionary believe it or not) I’ve got a large vocabulary and of course the extra languages helped as well 😉
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Latin did help me a lot but my vocabularly is not that great being lazy and switching from Eng to Fr all the time but am trying more now.
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Wel … I usually pass 24/7 speaking Italian, but having taught English for all these years has kept my English fairly good … if sometimes archaic. I found I didn’t know a lot of jargon that was everyday use when I got back to the States in 2010.
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I am sure there would be lots of jargon I would not know too in various parts of the US and in Canada.
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Hahaha , that was too funny 🙂
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Glad you liked it! 🙂
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