Poet's Predicament

My mind is sound
  It's tightly wound
Its thoughts roam free
  They are unbound

My imagination is King
  if not 'officially' crowned
No huzzahs yet resound --
  Tho opportunities abound...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Awtry Avatar
January 9, 2019 at 2:48 PM
Another huzzah! (no, I didn't know what it meant. That's what google is for! Now, I am richer!)
Wolf Avatar
January 9, 2019 at 3:25 PM
Interesting...Professor Google to the rescue, I always say. Thanks for letting for know and for the encouragement, my friend! :) gw
Faulkner Avatar
January 8, 2019 at 1:34 PM
This poem gets three 'Huzzahs!' from me! (I have heard 'huzzah' before, linked with 'hip hip horay' and 'he's a jolly good fellow')
Wolf Avatar
January 9, 2019 at 4:04 AM
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Michelle...And I'm glad to hear that the term was familiar to you. It seemed pretty commonplace to me when I stuck it in the poem. Thanks again, Gershon
Krutsinger Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 8:32 PM
Huzzahs must be a Chicago-land term? I lived there nine years, and these were the only people who knew this let alone used it. King Imagination is having fun today, and it shows!
Wolf Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 9:26 PM
It seems that Line Gauthier knew it, although that's not for sure. I just asked her if she did. (Drop down). Thanks for your support, Caren! :)
Gauthier Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 4:52 PM
Huzzah to you, Gershon.
Wolf Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 9:25 PM
Just curious: Were you familiar with the word when you saw it in the poem? It seems that not everyone is. … And thank you! I'll take all the huzzahs I can get, Line. LOL. Best wishes, Gershon
Allison Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 4:47 PM
I know plenty of opportunities will come our way Gershon:-)hugs Jan xx
Wolf Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 9:24 PM
Well, you never know in life. The Muse is unpredictable...And tomorrow morning I start a grueling teaching schedule at what for all practical purposes is a new job---a University took over a training center I worked for which went under. So I'm going to be plenty busy with work. We shall see... :)
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