The Official Writing Challenge
BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN
INSTRUCTIONS
how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level
ENTRIES
submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners
Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.


TRUST JESUS TODAY

  • Share
  • how it works
  • Submit
Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 - Advanced)
Topic: CONFUSED (07/29/21)
House of Confusion


The House dazed in the cloud of Dunce Hill, I hardly know.
I’ll tell you what I know about them, though.
As skilfully as I can.
As artfully as I plan.
Confusion’s the game in the house— So here, I go.

Clan in the House bred nine children to do a job.
Each has a nickname, to hide truth under log.
Amby, Baffy, Muddy, and Bee .
Sage Junior, Bef, Perpy, and Byz.
Lab’rinthine keeps ‘They’, defies logic ad hoc.

Mother runs the house with a snap of her fingers.
Holds the gavel of Tartuffe five decades of winters.
I mean to confuse you with Tartuffe worde.
Googly-eye Bef, Mother’s Befuddled birde.
Doting Mother prays to Pope Linus of Duncers.

Amby, ambiguous she can be most times.
I hear her talk, I read her columns on The Times
She says more than one possible meaning;
Cryptic, polysemantic, no objective leaning.
Babbles with semantics, pretty dodgy with truth, she seems.

Twin Bee and Perpy fuddle truth with lie
Bewildered and perplexed never know why.
Bee dolty felled in a puddle,
Perpy dufus’ choices—trouble.
Dither with twiddle thumbs when facts drop by.

Baffy Baffled lost, eludes you and me.
Smidgen of knowledge, they flee.
She’s loud, illogical, and twits bad.
With Bef and Baffy, forms a squad.
Shenanigans in the house—the game they play.

Byz, tortures Mother in knotty disappointments.
Byzantine’s slyness tangles Mother’s joints.
Goes about his cunnings,
In comings and goings.
Stuck in tangled woods, angers Mother into rants.

Doctor Muddy, muddles creation at a cost.
Life of Fetus a human-- not blob, not dross.
Mixed-up with wrong friends
Who-knows-who foolish nonsense.
Muddy blitzes wisdom out, away, he tossed.

Lab’rinthine, complex and convoluted.
Daedal in his-her heart whatever suited.
One person, they in one;
‘They’, the pride of Lab’rinthine.
Sorry to confuse you, daedal is complicated.

The House of confusion, deceit they breathe.
Go about their evil twine of Dunce Hill wreathe.
Adrift, they fool the world.
Distort truth and defraud.
Wisdom calls at the gates; House of confusion never heard.

Higgl'dy-piggl'dy, the House stray.
Helt’r-skelter, they drove wisdom away.
Babe Sage Junior, what ‘bout him?
Quiet as a mouse they trashed him.
Of Sage’s oracles: “Nay!”, they say.

Are there confused members of our inner house we praise?
Child within us has a pet name we hide, we pat, we embrace?
The fear of the LORD is the beginning
Of knowledge if we’re listening.
Love and hear wisdom,
Let wisdom blossom,
In our whole being in one,
Take in God’s holy Instruction in its rightful place.
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Accept Jesus as Your Lord and Savior Right Now - CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.
This article has been read 380 times
Member Comments
Member
Date
Stephen Kimball
08/06/21
Wow. What an interesting entry and tale you have spun, with lots of intrigue and a message to chew on,
I read and re-read considering all that was said, and concluded it must be brilliant because it’s still just over my head.
Laurie Kiel 
08/11/21
Good title. I got a little lost through much of it but I still enjoyed the play of the words.Very creative. I really liked the last paragraph about the child within us and letting the Wisdom of God rule.