Cobble-slobber
words a-droppin’
don’t trip over
tongues a-hoppin’
clip-clop down
the sunny street
to tipsy-flirt
and dish it up
freshly tilled
piles O’dirt
Never fear
be slaves of
mettle
your ears won’t scorch
o’er the tittle-tettle
Clobber-slobber
do ’em in
go ahead,
‘taint-no sin
© Jill & Silly Jilly All Rights Reserved
Doing Double-Dutch jumping here today by writing a Quadrille for dVerse that uses the word ‘Cobble’ and also working from the Day 4 of 28 Days of Unreason. I felt like it was a good time to write a Silly Jilly; it’s been awhile. 🙂
I am hosting the 28 Days of Unreason for the 3rd year in which we write poetry in response to selected lines from poet, Jim Harrison. Everyone is welcome to jump in! Today’s line is, “Fear makes for good servants and bravery is fraudulent” from Vows.
YES! I needed this beautiful bit of brilliant fun today, Jilly! Thank you! 🙂
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PS: LOVE the title!
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Cobble is just such a terrific word! Really wanted to do a rhyme with ‘probably’ / probble-cobble: def: That which we are likely to have for Thanksgiving Dinner. noun.
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I love the fun in this… makes me want to hopscotch.
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Grab a stone and some chalk!
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That’s a jaunty double-dutch quadrille, Jill! I love the rhyming and especially like the humour:
‘don’t trip over
tongues a-hoppin’’
and
‘…tipsy-flirt
and dish it up
freshly tilled
piles O’dirt’.
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🙂
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This is one of your Silly Jilly poems that I find slightly unnerving. There’s a sense of murkiness, of evil under it. I get an image of a tricksy goblin tempting someone. If I’d read this as a child, I think I’d have nightmares. So very strong, obviously.
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Most nursery rhymes had an underlying darkness. Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
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What a wild ride!
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Nice sound and nice last line.
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What you said earlier about the language—I can hear this, me listening, getting the sense out of it without understanding how 🙂
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Some poems we just have to feel. Jabberwocky is still one of my favs.
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True.
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Love the carefree nature of this. I went silly and light too! You know why don’t you? It’s ‘cos of the Days of Unreason….(they take quite a bit out of me). Love this!
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So glad!
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Silly Jilly, we could jump rope to this 🙂
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Let’s shall!
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Love the easy-breezy feel of this, Jilly. Quite fun.
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Much appreciated!
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What a fun poem! Both cobble and slobber lend themselves to humor! 🙂
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That’s what I thought, too. Playfulness ensued. Thanks for stopping by!
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Love love loved your reading!
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Aw! Thank you for listening 🙂
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So fun to read and I feel like skipping while reading them Jill ~
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🙂
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Clobber slobber … do em in! Sounds like the evening news every day of the week!
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Precisely!
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“…clip-clop down // the sunny street // to tipsy-flirt // and dish it up // freshly tilled // piles O’dirt.” Haha! As Maxine (on the greeting cards) says, “If you haven’t anything nice to say about someone, come sit over here by me!” Gossip! Akin to murder in the eyes of the Almighty. Akin to pure gold among the peoples of the earth. Words that murder… in a fun little jingle. Great voice recording as well!
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Thank you, Charley! Glad you saw my intent with this one. For some reason, I always want to do a sound cloud with the Silly Jillys. I like to make the sardonic come through.
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You did that both ways! Great fun and great message.
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I love the playfulness of this poem 😀 makes me want to hopscotch 💜💜
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Lol! T’would have been a sin if I’d missed this episode of silly Jilly.
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T’would!!! Been thinking of you this week. You do that every time. I think, ‘I’m gonna email NoSaint and tell him he’s missed’ and then you show up.
Hey – you are missed!
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Love this Silly Jilly! It’s lots of fun, and I love the rhymes, but I can also see what Sarah said about it being slightly unnerving–a bit of a Stephen King vibe–like kids playing till an evil clown comes.
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I enjoy the interpretations!
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I like the ironic juxtaposition “taint” “no sin”. The narrator is a little tainted by the easy disregard, she gossips, she fights, she is a ruffian just a little, she reminds me a little of my Uncle Peer 😉. But like Peer Gynt, she flows through life so rambunctiousness on her terms that we all want to be her, we see her as both tainted and as not sinful- strangely. I think we are all just jealous. Loved this. 💜
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Your insightful analysis makes my day! Glad you stopped by 🙂
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This sounds so good. What fun to read!
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