Sunday, October 30, 2011

Word Games

Complete the poem by thinking of the one word whose letters, when rearranged, will yield the appropriate word for each series of blanks. Each dash corresponds to a letter of the word.




The country pace is _ _ _ _ , the mood just right.

Contralto calls by _ _ _ _ now fill the night.

A heifer _ _ _ _ while bedded in her stall

In eloquent acknowledgment of fall.





Answer to October 23, 2011 puzzle:


The pain is there, but why dare risk the cost?
What she holds dear could certainly be lost.
The "other woman's" note now read, her choice
Is not to give suspicion any voice.



Okay, knock yourself out. Yet ahead are longer and trickier words to play with.

Till next Sunday.

Norm, The Red Q






Sunday, October 23, 2011

Word Games


Complete the poem by thinking of the one word whose letters, when rearranged, will yield the appropriate word for each series of blanks. Each dash corresponds to a letter of the word.



The pain is there, but why _ _ _ _ risk the cost?

What she holds _ _ _ _ could certainly be lost.

The "other woman's" note now _ _ _ _ , her choice

Is not to give suspicion any voice.





Answer to October 17, 2011 puzzle:

The night's storm passed; the compass lay destroyed.
Old navigation arts must be employed.
To Captain's "Bear on yonder star for now!"
The tars braced sea legs with the heeling bow.



My mystery, Sour Notes, has picked up several five-star reviews on Amazon, thanks to a recent promotional effort among members of the Kansas City Writers' Group. I'm grateful.

I know you'll enjoy reading Sour Notes, available on Amazon/Kindle for only $2.95. Your continued favorable response will inspire me to move ahead with the sequel, Disharmony.



Till next Sunday.

Norm Ledgin




©  Norman M. Ledgin, 1982, 1983, 1984, 2011

   

Monday, October 17, 2011

Word Games


Complete the poem by thinking of the one word whose letters, when rearranged, will yield the appropriate word for each series of blanks. Each dash corresponds to a letter of the word.



The night's storm passed; the compass lay destroyed.

Old navigation _ _ _ _ must be employed.

To Captain's "Bear on yonder _ _ _ _ for now!"

The _ _ _ _ braced sea legs with the heeling bow.






Answer to October 10, 2011 puzzle:

Shut apart, secure through custom's power,
The manor lord stood gazing from his tower
At serfs' poor huts, then meditatively
Mused, "Thus it's been and evermore shall be."




Have fun with these, and please keep those comments coming.
They're like _ _ _ _ _ to my ears.

I'm considering posting these on Sunday mornings, because there's a Sunday spike in the visits to The Red Q. Please give me your thoughts on that. Thanks.

Till next Monday.

Norm Ledgin



© Norman M. Ledgin, 1982, 1983, 1984, 2011

Monday, October 10, 2011

Word Games



Complete the poem by thinking of the one word whose letters, when rearranged, will yield the appropriate word for each series of blanks. Each dash corresponds to a letter of the word.



_ _ _ _ apart, secure through custom's power,

The manor lord stood gazing from his tower

At serfs' poor _ _ _ _ , then meditatively

Mused, "_ _ _ _ it's been and evermore shall be."





Answer to October 3, 2011 puzzle:

Her gaze was rapt as he secured their gear.
The tarp would keep it dry. Now he drew near.
Was her part destined, cued by raindrops' fall,
The tent a trap for romance after all?



I'll be back next Monday. Meanwhile, enjoy.

Norm Ledgin


© Norman M. Ledgin, 1982,1983, 1984, 2011





Monday, October 3, 2011



Word Games



Complete the poem by thinking of the one word whose letters, when rearranged, will yield the appropriate word for each series of blanks. Each dash corresponds to a letter of the word.



Her gaze was _ _ _ _ as he secured their gear.

The _ _ _ _ would keep it dry. Now he drew near.

Was her _ _ _ _ destined, cued by raindrops' fall,

The tent a _ _ _ _ for romance after all?




Answer to September 26, 2011 puzzle:

The artist views the farm with practiced eye.
He knows which oils and brush strokes to apply
To catch the silo rising near the field,
A monument to soil and labor's yield.


If you're enjoying these Word Games, or even if you're getting stumped, please post a comment to tell us what you think of them.

Thanks.

Norm Ledgin