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  • At Kittyhawk the brothers Wright

    Imagined a man in a kite

    And welcomed the spindrift

    Portending the wind lift

    The day of the very first flight.

    March 8, 2018

  • Though Donald is notably blimpy

    Wee Donny is oftentimes skimpy

    And needs a small hand

    To firm up his stand

    And cease being puny and limpsy.

    March 7, 2018

  • The prudish among us may squirm

    But scholars and aesthetes confirm:

    The carver of stone adds

    Some prominent gonads

    As tokens of luck on each herm.

    March 6, 2018

  • A marketer strives to achieve

    A story that people believe.

    If still they aren’t buying

    Despite earnest trying

    He’ll crank up the volume and deave.

    March 5, 2018

  • Now smoking’s become an affront

    My pipe is a prop and a stunt

    I clench and caress it

    And (dare I confess it?)

    Pretend I can still puff a lunt.

    March 4, 2018

  • There was a bold fellow from Swansea

    Who went by the moniker Chauncy.

    He liked beer and cheese

    And a smotherinq squeeze

    With ladies good-natured and sonsy.

    March 3, 2018

  • He studied old tales and idolatry

    But, blameless, he’s charged with misology.

    Now willow-the-wisp,

    Betrayed by a lisp,

    He gives up pursuit of mythology.

    March 2, 2018

  • His search for release is frenetic

    And rooted in forces genetic.

    His Dad could enthuse

    Over ganja and booze

    But his trip’s psychotomimetic.

    March 1, 2018

  • Patrick O’Brian was also enamored of this word. See comments at shitfire.

    March 1, 2018

  • A homeopathic professional

    Doles dosages infinitesimal.

    He need never wrestle

    With mortar and pestle;

    His pipette drops portions millesimal.

    February 28, 2018

  • I savor the insult that’s sly,

    That risks slipping unnoticed by,

    But humor that’s ethnic

    Is rather too mesic.

    Martinis and jokes I like dry.

    February 27, 2018

  • When Adam and Eve were edenic

    They needed no crude calisthenic

    They rightly believed

    Perfection achieved

    In salubrious groves and irenic.

    February 26, 2018

  • You will observe that on the top right of every page in Wordnik there is a text field labeled “Search” displaying a magnifying glass symbol. Replace the grayed-out Search text string with the word you want to look up and hit Return or click the magnifier image.

    February 25, 2018

  • While some study subjects that bleed

    Or classify flower and weed,

    Petrography suits

    More disciplined troops

    For rocks are hard science indeed.

    February 25, 2018

  • We know it from lore and statistic:

    A boy who’s persistently fistic

    Will find legal brawling

    His natural calling,

    Rewarding his talents eristic.

    February 24, 2018

  • Is not the spoonerism itself the euphemism? As in ,

    Q: How is the Swiss navy like a baby?

    A: Always sucking and never fails.

    I do not know that this genre has a name.

    See also spoonerism.

    February 23, 2018

  • See argon.

    February 23, 2018

  • Her fashions can make heavy traffic:

    Once celibate, next she was Sapphic,

    Now thinks she’s Earth Mother

    Or something or other

    That’s sweaty, unwashed and edaphic.

    February 23, 2018

  • Perhaps in attempting to subdue livestock the Aussies have misinterpreted the classic French seduction technique - le grope.

    February 22, 2018

  • When enemy men-o’-war meet

    Their greetings are iron and heat.

    The harrowing language

    Of carcass and langrage

    Are all their palaver and treat.

    February 22, 2018

  • A warthog, you’re saying, lacks class.

    You claim that a rhino’s badass,

    But since quite a lot of us

    Admire hippopotamus

    Then call not the poor hippocras.

    February 21, 2018

  • When Ernest and Herr Doktor Otto

    Get talking and drinking till blotto

    They grow rather foggy

    On strictest chronology

    And vague ‘bout the meaning of glotto.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    February 20, 2018

  • As compasses tell us direction

    So Donald consults his erection,

    And where it is pointed

    A new love’s anointed.

    His lodestar is lust, not affection.

    February 19, 2018

  • Since today is Presidents Day I thought our maximum leader deserved more celebration. Besides, I had some rhymes left over.

    See comments at lodestar.

    February 19, 2018

  • The Donald mistakes a connection

    Twixt talent and his strange election,

    Thus fools will construe

    Good luck as their due

    In absence of all intellection.

    February 19, 2018

  • Greetings, deepakyadvmc.

    February 18, 2018

  • Ludmila would scorn a lone bangle,

    Preferring her bracelets to jangle,

    And thinks it right cheering

    That each dangling earring

    Should serve as a tinkling fandangle.

    February 18, 2018

  • A teen in the morning is indolent;

    The nocturnal beast’s still somnolent.

    The breakfast convention

    Will hang in suspension

    While hunger with sleep’s equipollent.

    February 17, 2018

  • As all of God’s creatures must defecate

    Let no one the humble bug deprecate.

    Let praises be sung

    Of beetles (type dung)

    Whose appetites droppings delectate.

    February 16, 2018

  • How beastly, touting Yankees!

    February 15, 2018

  • Hunch beneath transgression’s yoke!

    February 15, 2018

  • A Finn, if you press him, resists you;

    Compliance is always at issue.

    Despite your appeals

    He digs in his heels

    To show he has true Finnish sisu.

    February 15, 2018

  • Well done, bilby.

    February 15, 2018

  • Heat bothers the yeti.

    February 15, 2018

  • Hear Bernese teens yodeling.

    February 14, 2018

  • Pronunciation guidance for this word is varied but the best authorities recommend “pert,” a word for which “peart” seems to be a variant spelling.

    Wise counselors now will assert,

    Be never too forward or peart.

    What used to be charm

    Can now do you harm.

    It’s dangerous these days to flirt.

    February 14, 2018

  • Health benefits to yogurt.

    February 14, 2018

  • Heroic bilby taming yobs.

    February 14, 2018

  • Haunted by turbulent youth.

    February 14, 2018

  • Hot babes tempt you.

    February 14, 2018

  • A limerick’s light and domestic.

    Though hobbled by feet anapestic

    It paces and sways

    In familiar ways

    That can be beguilingly gestic.

    February 13, 2018

  • The lithe lass was sure a good looker

    But still her fiancé forsook her.

    His counseling minister

    Advised she was sinister -

    A blithe, unabashed mollydooker.

    February 12, 2018

  • Endymion is the name of one of the tradional “krewes” that contribute a float to the Mardi Gras parade in New Orleans.

    http://www.mardigrasneworleans.com/schedule/parade-info/parades-endymion.html

    February 11, 2018

  • A geisha takes no silly chances

    So every small detail enhances:

    How sweetly she speaks,

    The blush on her cheeks,

    The dark line that shadows her canthus.

    February 11, 2018

  • Two notes on decollete/décolleté: I assume that the unaccented version exists only because of US publishers’ misguided aversion to French accents. I have never heard ir pronounced as though unaccented. Also, it is defined here as an adjective but is frequently used as a noun.

    February 10, 2018

  • Two notes on decollete/décolleté: I assume that the unaccented version exists only because of US publishers’ misguided aversion to French accents. I have never heard ir pronounced as though unaccented. Also, it is defined here as an adjective but is frequently used as a noun.

    February 10, 2018

  • Sophisticates turn bored away

    On seeing what some think risqué:

    A skirt that’s split high

    For a glimpse of a thigh

    Or top that is décolleté.

    February 10, 2018

  • Sophisticates turn bored away

    On seeing what some think risqué:

    A skirt that’s split high

    For a glimpse of a thigh

    Or top that is décolleté.

    February 10, 2018

  • Sam Johnson loved Hodge, his old cat

    Indulging him till he grew fat.

    Though be it choplogic

    For want of a Hodge lick

    He’d feed him an oyster or sprat.

    Read more about Dr. Johnson’s cat.

    February 9, 2018

  • Joe’s sinned so much against property

    Th court now is begging he cop a plea.

    His record’s immense!

    With one more offense

    His rap sheet will need bibliopegy.

    February 8, 2018

  • He recounts with pride, not apology,

    His labors in humble scatology,

    For eloquent turds

    Can say more than words,

    Enhancing a deep autecology.

    February 7, 2018

  • For -ocracy I’ve run out of rhymes

    That dodge phonetical crimes.

    I dread the monotony

    Of such as monocracy;

    I’ve rhymed them too many times.

    February 6, 2018

  • To resize an image the classic tool

    Encloses the source in a lattice rule,

    A copyist then,

    With pencil or pen

    Precisely can follow the graticule.

    February 5, 2018

  • She renders the lightfall quite magically

    Employing no digital gadgetry.

    She’s learned to apply

    Her hand and her eye

    In service of skillful sciagraphy.

    February 4, 2018

  • Your house-elf, if you treat him right,

    Will clean up your cottage at night

    So, well scrubbed and cleaned

    By your lubber-fiend,

    You’ll find your kitchen shining bright.

    February 3, 2018

  • Geologists drink and get woozy

    And soon become droopy and snoozy.

    They fall into dreams

    Of rocks laced with seams

    And caverns aglitter and druzy.

    February 2, 2018

  • I once ate in a restaurant that described its main offerings as “meat (of some kind),” potatoes “(of some kind),” and “dujours.” I asked the waitress what “dujours” are and she giggled.

    February 1, 2018

  • To mantis shrimp the trick’s no feat,

    Just means to get the stuff to eat.

    They teach us no lessons

    In sonoluminescence.

    The shrimp is an artless synaesthete.

    February 1, 2018

  • So warm and with sweet scents so redolent,

    And where is so private yet resonant?

    To feel music’s power

    We sing in the shower,

    A chamber most cozy and reboant.

    January 31, 2018

  • I dream in this pale Winter scene

    Of atoll lagoons tinted green,

    Where maids without morals

    Swim in from the corals

    To offer me plump pintadine.

    January 30, 2018

  • Oh, what can the cause of this folly be,

    This mad, inauspicious frivolity?

    Their mouths are uncivil

    And spewing forth drivel.

    The Congress is mired in morology!

    January 29, 2018

  • It’s terribly hard to emulate

    How speakers of Zulu articulate.

    You must learn the tricks

    Of consonant clicks-

    To enunciate you must crepitate.

    January 28, 2018

  • The ancient Greeks long before us

    Invented the play with a chorus

    And down all the ages

    We still love their sages

    But don’t use the old loutrophoros.

    January 27, 2018

  • The goblin’s on record as gabbing

    Of prowess at unwanted grabbing,

    But Stormy’s tale shows

    That sometimes he chose

    The commoner pastime of drabbing.

    January 26, 2018

  • It’s published in ponderous tomes

    And shelved in the soberest homes.

    Despite what you thought

    Gnomology’s not

    The frivolous study of gnomes.

    January 25, 2018

  • Well done, vm. Thank you. From the citation Tank gives I am thinking that “Popkiss” might be a “nurse name” for “Hopkins.” I had a grand aunt called Lalla. Her actual name was Ellen, but when my father was a toddler he could not pronounce that and said “lalla” instead. So she remained for the rest of her life. It is a little harder to understand such developments in surnames.

    January 24, 2018

  • The aloe vera’s extraordinary,

    With uses digestive and vulnerary.

    It soothes cuts and burns

    Which quality earns

    A place where the efforts are culinary.

    January 24, 2018

  • Sly fireflies will cook up new ways

    To brighten their luminous rays,

    For lightning bug lasses

    Like lads with bright asses

    Just bursting with luciferase.

    January 23, 2018

  • Oh, tell me not you’re shocked to see

    Self-dealing and gross hypocrisy.

    “Make America Great”

    Was cheap sucker bait

    From sellers of vulgar chrysocracy.

    January 22, 2018

  • A toady’s no more than a bum

    Pretending some tyrant’s his chum.

    There will be a reckoning,

    For Old Nick is beckoning.

    He’ll haste to that hearthside, I vum.

    January 21, 2018

  • As hither is mixed up with thither

    And whence is confounded with wither,

    If you would compose

    Faux biblical prose

    Prepare for a sweat and a swither.

    January 20, 2018

  • cui bono, you sensibly ask,

    When lawyers so muddle their task?

    When simpler folk heard

    A latin brocard

    They bowed to the learned man’s mask

    January 19, 2018

  • It starts as a commonplace meme,

    Repeated, becomes a grand theme.

    Its freshness once past

    It settles at last

    Retired as a philosopheme.

    January 18, 2018

  • Palaver that’s boredom’s camouflage

    Is chatter - no more than bavardage.

    Enlivened with zest

    Of banter and jest

    It jumps up to jolly persiflage.

    January 17, 2018

  • I’ve poked, I’ve prodded and strived.

    At last my conclusion’s arrived:

    When droopy your hose

    (But no other clothes)

    Uniquely are labelled down-gyved.

    January 16, 2018

  • Compare barrow-tram.

    January 16, 2018

  • The Lord when assembling a fit soul

    Is careless betimes in the wit dole.

    Inserting a brain

    He failed in his aim

    So Donald must think with his shithole.

    January 15, 2018

  • Miss Duncan made viewers wax amorous

    By dancing in garments diaphanous.

    The prim and the haughty

    Did think her quite naughty

    But art is at worst adiaphorous.

    January 15, 2018

  • Near speechless, the suffering nation

    Now mutters in utter frustration.

    The goblin’s obscenist

    New claim is his genius.

    We‘re driven to dazed mussitation.

    January 14, 2018

  • When Turks meet with friends we assume

    Thick coffee is poured to consume

    With plates of sweet bites

    That we call delights

    But locals embrace as loukoum.

    January 13, 2018

  • Prestige though it be at low tide,

    The humblest of creatures show pride,

    And perchance you will see

    A dandified bilby

    With ears freshly starched and bowtied.

    January 12, 2018

  • The president strikes his own coin;

    There ego and bad taste conjoin.

    If he can so brazenly

    Profane the old blazonry

    What symbols will next he purloin?

    January 12, 2018

  • See also comments at pottle.

    January 11, 2018

  • If sips don’t suffice then a lot’ll.

    By golly, just chug down the bottle!

    If you still can’t forget

    Then drown all regret

    In the bountiful flood of a pottle.

    See also comments at pottle-pot.

    January 11, 2018

  • drongo

    January 10, 2018

  • Our governors earn lots of mockery

    For mindlessly limp mediocrity.

    We need an infusion

    Of gender diffusion

    To stiffen the flaccid androcracy.

    January 10, 2018

  • You “found” it and it was wrong. I think the idea of a lexicographical site is that you check your sources. I can “find” anything in ten seconds of searching.

    January 9, 2018

  • Imprisoned you learn the enormity

    Of years of unchanged uniformity

    So prolonged confinement

    Promotes the refinement

    Of exquisite skills in chronometry.

    January 9, 2018

  • For some folk obliged to be frugal

    Adventure’s confined to a google.

    It’s not parsimony

    But dear matrimony -

    The price of the benisons jugal.

    January 8, 2018

  • Computers, they teach now at school,

    Displaced the beloved slide rule,

    But give not a damn

    For the old nomogram

    Which once was an elegant tool.

    January 7, 2018

  • Of dullards perhaps not the visiblest

    Once found, though, surely the risiblest.

    To mock the dimwitted

    Is even permitted

    If shown he’s a true perfectibilist.

    January 6, 2018

  • The dancing impulse is eclectic,

    Exotic or comfy domestic.

    In oldsters and hipsters

    Terpsichre’s whispers

    Inspire expression orchestic.

    January 5, 2018

  • According to popular notion

    They forage with fiercest devotion.

    Thus folklore assured it,

    That one who’s obdurate

    Be known as an obstinate bauson.

    January 4, 2018

  • This name for the phenomenon comes from French encyclopedist and philosopher Denis Diderot's description of such a situation in his Paradoxe sur le comédien.1 During a dinner at the home of statesman Jacques Necker, a remark was made to Diderot which left him speechless at the time, because, he explains, "l’homme sensible, comme moi, tout entier à ce qu’on lui objecte, perd la tête et ne se retrouve qu’au bas de l’escalier" ("a sensitive man, such as myself, overwhelmed by the argument levelled against him, becomes confused and can only think clearly again when he finds himself at the bottom of the stairs").

    In this case, "the bottom of the stairs" refers to the architecture of the kind of hôtel particulier or mansion to which Diderot had been invited. In such houses, the reception rooms were on the étage noble, one floor above the ground floor.2 To have reached the bottom of the stairs means to have definitively left the gathering.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27esprit_de_l%27escalier

    January 3, 2018

  • Poor Angus entreated her hourly

    In wooing persistent and flowery,

    But to his dismay

    At end of the day

    He trudged home defeated and dowie.

    January 3, 2018

  • Oh, very good, Tank! Your posting does not provide a definition but my googling turned up this at Wiktionary:

    qobar

    English

    Noun

    qobar (plural not attested)

    1. A dry fog of the upper Nile. quotations

    o 1800, Report of the Board of Regents (volume 44, page 237)

    In Ethiopia, where it is called qobar, this haze is of extraordinary density and hides all the features of the landscape beyond the distance of a mile, and conceals stars of the third magnitude even in the zenith.

    o 2010, Charles Barnett, Iscariot (page 265)

    Pietro Gandolfo, inside the old sedan, rumbled by, hidden by the dunes and the early morning qobar, dry fog of the Nile. He fidgeted nervously. He had no idea what to expect ahead.

    It is a pleasure to come across an authentically obscure word rather than madeupicals like “shoemit = vomit in your shoes.”

    January 2, 2018

  • The world grows alarming and scarier;

    How fight off impending hysteria?

    You tame what you fear

    And save what is dear

    By penning in neat adversaria.

    January 2, 2018

  • The generous folk who speak Manx

    Have swollen our lexical ranks.

    Oh, let us exalt it

    And welcome the qualtagh!

    The new year begins with our thanks.

    January 1, 2018

  • Indulge in a cleansing obscenity

    Then face the new year with serenity.

    Despair put away!

    You’ve aged but a day;

    The changed date marks only perennity.

    December 31, 2017

  • He publicly calls for sweet amity

    While counting a critic an enemy.

    He widens each rift,

    Unmoored and adrift

    And tossed on the billows of anomie.

    December 30, 2017

  • From Ben Zimmer’s review in the Wall Street Journal of the book Origins of Kibosh:

    Mr. Little, a professor at Mississippi State University, was the first to suggest in a piece for Comments on Etymology that “kibosh” may derive from the word “kurbash,” a long whip used for punishment in parts of the Muslim world. It originally appeared in Arabic and Turkish, borrowed into French as “courbache” and into English as “kurbash” and other variant spellings.

    That theory received a big boost when Mr. Goranson, who works at the Duke University library, discovered a poem published in London as a broadside around 1830. The anonymous author uses the expression “put on the kibosh” and explains in the next line, “That is, if they was to introduce the lash.”

    https://www.wsj.com/articles/putting-the-kibosh-on-an-old-riddle-the-source-of-the-phrase-1514564107

    December 30, 2017

  • Philanthropists make a vocation

    Of bountiful funds’ allocation.

    If fame’s the reward

    It’s nothing untoward -

    Small payment for lavish dotation.

    December 29, 2017

  • See Alphonse-and-Gaston.

    December 28, 2017

  • The phrase "Alphonse-and-Gaston routine", or "Alphonse-Gaston Syndrome", indicates a situation wherein one party refuses to act until another party acts first... Also, the phrase has a specific meaning in baseball lingo: when two fielders allow a catchable ball to drop between them, it is known as “doing the Alphonse and Gaston.”

    Alphonse and Gaston was an American comic strip by Frederick Burr Opper, featuring a bumbling pair of Frenchmen with a penchant for politeness.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alphonse_and_Gaston

    December 28, 2017

  • Ecophobia, let it be said

    Won’t trouble a sensible head.

    It’s madness abounding

    To fear your surrounding;

    An asinine instance of dread.

    December 28, 2017

  • See gangerh’s comment of Jan. 12, 2013. If it makes sense it does not count. It is an exercise in irrelevancy. A bit redundant for the Wordnik Community page perhaps, but amusing nevertheless.

    December 28, 2017

  • milquetoast

    December 27, 2017

  • For mortals the visit is brief

    And time a deceiver and thief,

    And yet I must marvel

    At assuaging arval.

    The coronach tempers our grief.

    December 27, 2017

  • infestation

    December 27, 2017

  • The captain’s brief health food dalliance

    Provoked the old sea cook’s galley rants.

    The oaths and the bitchin’

    Just poured from that kitchen.

    To enter there proved a tar’s valiance.

    December 26, 2017

  • In crèches that model the geniture

    The infant is always the cynosure.

    While Mary’s displayed

    Poor Joe’s in the shade,

    His fatherhood being a sinecure.

    December 25, 2017

  • Per Ernest the story is factual,

    That this is the source of our cracknel:

    You blow up a swine;

    The meat comes out fine –

    The crunchy fat chunks are the shrapnel.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 24, 2017

  • Comedians in cold calculation

    Know old jokes still cause cachinnation;

    So spade up and sift

    There’s many a gift

    Unearthed in repastination.

    December 23, 2017

  • Reports of unwanted dormition

    Might call for a thoughtful physician,

    But if shadows creeping

    Are deeper than sleeping

    Then turn to your favorite mortician.

    December 22, 2017

  • Be quicker to pray than to preach,

    More eager to learn than to teach;

    For wisdom’s true essence

    Can be obmutescence

    And silence be deeper than speech.

    December 21, 2017

  • The elf lass enjoyed her hot Lapp cha

    Kept warm by the jacket that wrapped her.

    As Rudolph last Christmas

    Is stew meat on this pass

    His hide makes an elf a fine kapta.

    December 20, 2017

  • The goblin prefers adulation

    But settles for villification.

    So praise or defame,

    To him – much the same.

    He simply can’t bear ignoration.

    December 19, 2017

  • A comma before “and,” as some insist,

    Should not be required in a comma list.

    My faction is small

    But still I stand tall

    And proud to be called an anomalist.

    December 18, 2017

  • A rhymer sunk deep in dejection

    May sometimes support an exception,

    And if he should lack words

    Will bend over backwards

    In postures of pained dorsiflexion.

    December 17, 2017

  • Whence comes this alarming eruption

    Of ravening public corruption?

    Can voters in masses

    Be consummate asses

    And Everyman be a blunt nupson?

    December 16, 2017

  • You’re telling us that when a Bogotan steps in dog shit he cries, “lo que hace tu mascota?” A remarkably placid people, those Bogotans. (Bogotenes? Bogotanos?)

    BTW, the link seems to be a dud.

    December 15, 2017

  • The writing and sale never ceases

    Of guides and advice with the thesis

    That travelers need

    A docent to heed,

    Else fail in their periegesis.

    December 15, 2017

  • Thank you, bilby.

    Have you noticed that lately athletes and celebrities who are given praise will usually say that they are “humbled?” They can jog to the podium wearing an ear-to-ear grin, hoist the gaudy trophy and expand on how humbling the experience is. Of course, they are proud as peacocks, as they have a right to be, but they are unwilling to say so. I think that “humble” may be undergoing an inversion into its opposite. Just as “literally” has come to mean “figuratively,” I fear that “humble” will soon mean “proud.”

    I am an old-fashioned bloke and happy to declare that I am literally proud to receive your praise.

    December 14, 2017

  • The rough fellows draining the keg,

    Though wasted, played mumblety peg.

    It never would fail

    That one would impale

    A foot with a foul jockteleg.

    December 14, 2017

  • Repeat till your poem’s replete

    With hints of the joys indiscreet

    When epanalepsis

    Shall marry prolepsis

    And endlessly loop and repeat.

    December 13, 2017

  • I knew an old fellow called Jim

    Who told me it once was his whim

    To take a new name

    And make it a game

    To live a few days anonym.

    December 12, 2017

  • A pause before action is hesitancy.

    A trifling aversion is reticency,

    But if the refusal

    Is firmer than usual

    Reluctance amounts to a renitency.

    December 11, 2017

  • Though “brotherhood” cites an affinity

    Not literal consanguinity

    I still find it cloying.

    Most folk are annoying

    And striking for stark peregrinity.

    December 10, 2017

  • In swaddling we’re merely zoetic.

    At school we are coaxed to noetic,

    And if we’re well taught

    And deepen our thought

    We gracefully age to poetic.

    December 9, 2017

  • As outrages daily accumulate

    The choices confuse and obnubilate:

    To keep right on caring

    Or join the despairing?

    Which faction ought I to annumerate?

    December 8, 2017

  • Those learned in mystical lore talk

    Of wizard, bewitcher and warlock,

    And philters and potions

    To warp your emotions

    Kept hidden down deep in a dorlach.

    December 7, 2017

  • He is quite a self-effacing fellow, but I will confer with him.

    December 6, 2017

  • Most people think Ernest a dull gent

    Hi mom though is much more indulgent.

    To her he’s aglow,

    The star of the show,

    A man who is modest yet fulgent.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 6, 2017

  • When Ernest and friends fully lubricate

    Oh, how those staid scholars pursue debate!

    A great deal is said

    Though scant light is shed.

    They digress and hap’ly obnubilate.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 5, 2017

  • In hiring be never erroneous;

    The new guy could turn out felonious,

    So google his name

    In search of ill fame

    And pray that you find him idoneous.

    December 4, 2017

  • I reside in the city of Haverhill, Massachusetts. Lately I have been learning a lot about the origin of this name. A little over a week ago the Word of the Day was haverbread (see comments there), and today’s WotD, haverel, is a near homonym of the city name. The name of the city is pronounced in these parts as a two syllable word to rhyme with “cave thrill,” whereas the middle syllable in “haverel” gets some slight acknowledgment. I learned haver can mean oats/oatmeal or to talk foolishly. I have seen little of the former locally and find the latter no more abundant here than elsewhere. Of course, the American city is named after an English town. If anyone can testify to that town’s reputation for either oats or foolishness I would be glad to read it.

    In these troubled times the braver will

    Indulge in expressions most flavorful.

    A colorful word

    Is more likely heard

    When discourse is noisy and haverel.

    December 3, 2017

  • Most tropical places defeat

    The parting of water and heat.

    It’s simplest to purge it

    By filling a gurglet

    To make a sublimely cool treat.

    December 2, 2017

  • Most of the usage examples supplied apply the word as a synonym for “executioner.” None of the aggregated dictionaries (nor the OED) extend the word to include this meaning.

    December 1, 2017

  • To uncover truth and illumine

    Is highest of gifts that are human,

    But scoundrels like Trump

    Will cry, “Kill the ump!”

    In justified fear of the doomsman.

    December 1, 2017

  • He could be the fattest fat cat

    And feeding his greed in plain fact.

    The rabble aroused

    By lies he’s espoused

    Are played by a shrewd mobocrat.

    November 30, 2017

  • A stalactite drips in the night

    Begetting a child that’s upright,

    An offspring of crystal

    To rise obeliscal,

    In darkness a bright stalagmite.

    November 29, 2017

  • As Byron confessed to pal Shelley,

    “Mysterious urges compel me.

    I’m misunderstood.

    I’m trying to be good

    But forced to be always rakehelly.”

    November 28, 2017

  • Pigheadedness’ better relation

    Is stubbornness raised up a station,

    But reason defied

    With obstinate pride

    We dignify as obduration.

    November 27, 2017

  • Find fervent apostles of Trump’s

    In rustical family clumps.

    I ask: Must a numps’ kin

    Be always a bumpkin?

    Can cousins in town not be numps?

    November 26, 2017

  • Old-timers used ASCII and coffe

    Assembling slash and apostrophe.

    Now digital fogies

    They loathe mew emojis

    As prefab unearned ideography.

    November 25, 2017

  • For ages has crofter labor fed

    The gentry who lay late abed.

    They rise warm to eat

    Fine dainties of wheat;

    While cold crofters gnaw haverbread.

    November 24, 2017

  • The fading of recall is cruel

    So savor Thanksgiving and Yule

    And keep them in memory

    As though in a gemmary

    For each is a luminous jewel.

    November 23, 2017

  • Eat lots of fruitcake and I’ll wager

    The aftereffects will be major.

    They’ll shortly erupt

    Unplanned and abrupt

    In a way that is doubly a fragor.

    November 22, 2017

  • The old man despised daughter Beth

    So left her bereft at his death,

    And even nuncupative

    His will was vituperative,

    To wound her with his dying breath.

    November 21, 2017

  • Though most people think he is daft he

    Makes some think, “not crazy but crafty.”

    I doubt it’s a feint

    ‘Cause clever he ain’t.

    The man is authentically rafty.

    November 20, 2017

  • The nurture of worms will procure

    The thread for a cloth to thrill couture.

    There’s truly no ilk

    For elegant silk

    That’s patiently wound ‘round a filature.

    November 19, 2017

  • I can think of another definition:

    At naming of nates he’s astutist,

    Assessing the fullest and cutest.

    He calls them patoots

    Or maximal glutes;

    The man is a classical glutist.

    November 18, 2017

  • The Judgement by Bosch is a picture

    That study can always make richer

    So look and beware

    Of characters there,

    The lustful, the glutton, the micher.

    November 18, 2017

  • A limerick’s perfectly fine

    With rhymes at the end of the line,

    But really the best trick

    Would make it telestich,

    A challenge I’ll gladly decline.

    November 17, 2017

  • We dream of a heaven afar

    Viewing life as a long cafila,

    So though we are weary,

    The way slow and dreary,

    We trudge toward a bright Shangri-la.

    November 16, 2017

  • After months in the arctic I think

    My friends will recoil from my stink

    And read in my stare

    The stain of that glare,

    The infamous mad’ning ice-blink.

    November 15, 2017

  • Old Camelot’s typical habitude

    Promoted a genial placitude.

    Their war was all talk

    And battles were mock,

    Replcaed by fine costume and haslitude.

    November 14, 2017

  • She got a surprise, dead Nell did;

    She learned of a secret that hell hid:

    It’s no fiery bed

    But what you most dread.

    For warmth-loving Nell it is gelid.

    November 13, 2017

  • Oh, pity the smart Scottish boy

    Departing to take new employ:

    His future is bright

    But farewells a blight,

    For he bears the cost of his foy.

    November 12, 2017

  • See yoni and blush.

    November 11, 2017

  • Some brains are essentially blind

    To statements of figurative kind.

    To say that asemia

    Is mental anemia

    Would baffle the literal mind.

    November 11, 2017

  • Though seldom are ladies and men verbose

    On subjects so private and tenebrose:

    Know obstinate movement

    Is coaxed to improvement

    By silently sipping a senna dose.

    November 10, 2017

  • Stunt artists must practice the sham smack

    To make it look real - not a ham whack,

    And mime with precision

    The fist/face collision,

    Persuasively faking a lamback.

    November 9, 2017

  • Sub-rosa assassins and spies

    Must find a non-threatening guise -

    A helpful Rotarian

    Or harmless rosarian -

    To lead astray curious eyes.

    November 8, 2017

  • The best pie in all Ruritania

    Is layers of dough plus extranea!

    The thinner you roll it

    The more I’ll extol it,

    Admitting to deep phyllomania.

    November 7, 2017

  • Some men consider it just a sin

    To risk disarray from a gust of wind,

    So scarf and a cap

    Protectively wrap

    The delicate plumes of the muscadin.

    November 6, 2017

  • Admire his entrepeneurship;

    Applaud his keen connoisseurship!

    He’s captured his prize

    With well-crafted lies

    And crowned himself king of disworship.

    November 5, 2017

  • He once strutted proud and ascendant

    In glittering orange quite splendent.

    I’m sure he’ll look cute

    In a tangerine suit,

    The mark of the shackled defendant.

    November 4, 2017

  • A lalophobia sufferer’s weak

    At tasks that require he speak,

    But he can do fine

    With gesture and sign

    So miming’s the work he should seek.

    November 3, 2017

  • A murmur unnoticed before

    Now hubbub that’s hard to ignore.

    A growing fremescence,

    A kind of tumescence,

    That swells to a mighty uproar.

    November 2, 2017

  • It seems that an authentic deity

    Should get what he wants with velleity,

    Unless it transpire

    That gods don’t desire

    ‘Cause wanting conflicts with aseity.

    November 1, 2017

  • See gyre-carlin.

    October 31, 2017

  • Variously spelled: gyre-carline, gyre-carling, gyir-carling, gyre-carling, gy-carling, gay-carlin.

    October 31, 2017

  • Each dragon that’s fiercely fire-snarlin’

    Or toddlin’ ghoulish dire darlin’

    We may think adorable

    And cutely mock-horrible

    But dread the approaching gyre-carlin.

    October 31, 2017

  • Buy tripe that is bright white and spongey

    Then braise it with onions and fungi

    And leave it to simmer

    Till pallor grows dimmer

    And all is deliciously mungy.

    October 30, 2017

  • Some pols’ tool of choice is their wit

    For others faux bio’s more fit,

    But fibbing and jape

    Can’t match a good graip

    When Donald starts pitching his shit.

    October 29, 2017

  • Discernment was not her best quality

    So Sheila was flustered and all at sea:

    “The man I want ain’t

    Some fuckin’ Greek saint.

    That’s not why I’m takin’ menology!”

    October 28, 2017

  • By right he’s his party’s prolocutor

    By nature a cheesy provocateur.

    What little makes sense

    Still gives great offense.

    By God, the guy only can talk ordure!

    October 27, 2017

  • The boys at the bar slump and hunker

    And lie as they get ever drunker.

    Truth little avails

    To tame their tall tales

    Of conquests each made as a younker.

    October 26, 2017

  • The hunter’s a kind of assassin

    Whose keen eye will fatally fasten

    On sanglier young

    Who, killed, are then flung

    In pots for a meal of marcassin.

    October 25, 2017

  • They say that you can’t write a poem.

    So set yourself down and you show ‘em!

    Give ‘em rhythm and rhyme

    And make it sublime,

    With epilogue, footnotes and proem.

    October 24, 2017

  • The raids are increasingly bold,

    Now salmon are traded for gold.

    Oh, where is the paladin

    Who’ll rescue our alevin

    Before their breeding ground’s sold?

    See:

    http://www.cnn.com/2017/10/10/politics/bristol-bay-salmon-invs/index.html

    October 23, 2017

  • In Oxbridge they boast of their past

    But plain speech would leave dons aghast,

    So high academia

    Will call it encenia

    To hide that they’re having a blast.

    October 22, 2017

  • For boys in the gentry of yore

    Birth order told what was in store.

    The first won the prize gig,

    The last was the tithe-pig,

    To serve in the church evermore.

    October 21, 2017

  • Our rights he erodes by attrition

    And justice withholds by omission.

    Our gov is gazumped

    Or, worse yet, it’s Trumped,

    Unless we achieve a dismission.

    October 20, 2017

  • Australians display an odd trait

    Addressing the lowly or great:

    Call it aphasia

    Or antonomasia

    But blokes of all kinds are called “mate.”

    October 19, 2017

  • The prescriptivist fights, and he shall again,

    Against the descriptivist’s balagan.

    He’ll rage and defame

    In the conference game

    But ‘tweentimes he’ll make him a pal again.

    October 18, 2017

  • In Mass. we will drop the last “R”

    Though some find the custom bizarre,

    But see bilby’s rhyme

    Those same would call crime!

    The Aussies are bolder by far!

    October 17, 2017

  • Though pains of the past still endure

    What oracle forecasts a cure?

    For that job enlist

    A probabalist -

    Mistrust any sage who’s too sure.

    October 17, 2017

  • They honor Ayn Rand and von Mises

    So know naught of judgment in crisis.

    In true catallactics

    The salient fact is

    Invariant truth fits all sizes.

    October 16, 2017

  • My couple has started this train

    Then bilby and I swapped disdain.

    A moiety’s done

    When I finish this one.

    Can we call it a demi-dizain?

    October 16, 2017

  • My fragile contentment was fleeting,

    Now marred by Tasmanian bleating.

    How comes he so hostile

    To OED gospel?

    In Oz does good sense stand for cheating?

    October 15, 2017

  • bilby has shrewdly discerned my reason for preferring the OED definition. In an emergency I invite the reader to repeat my contribution nine more times.

    October 15, 2017

  • A dutiful rhymer must strive

    To keep dying verse forms alive.

    The limerick style

    Succeeds in its trial

    So long as its lines number five.

    With negligible metrical strain

    Are limericks linked in a chain;

    The reader’s not troubled

    By limericks doubled

    To make a neglected dizain.

    October 15, 2017

  • As defined by the OED: A poem or stanza of ten lines.

    October 15, 2017

  • Old measures make palates alert

    At feasts for surveyors of dirt.

    They’ll fill up a plate

    With hides and virgate

    And caruscate cake for desert.

    October 14, 2017

  • To every question the girl asked

    His answer unheard would hurl past.

    She realized speed dating

    Is no way of mating

    And felt like a ship in a whirlblast.

    October 13, 2017

  • Alas, there’s no foe to be blamed,

    No noble defense to be claimed.

    A player defaced

    By a solo misplaced

    Abjectly admits he’s self-maimed.

    October 13, 2017

  • A fellow I know is a blogger,

    An alt-right conspiracy flogger.

    No absence of facts

    Or motive distracts

    From work of a true pettifogger.

    October 12, 2017

  • The Irish, my ancestral race,

    Play ball at a furious pace.

    They kick and they dribble

    But, sure, there’s no quibble -

    You don’t catch the ball with your face.

    October 11, 2017

  • Good Juliet, a nursing sensation,

    Would burst into sweet cantillation.

    Her unbidden trilling

    Made illness less chilling

    And filled me with warm consolation.

    October 11, 2017

  • In Tudor days only few could be

    A fat and contented feodary.

    The rich orphan scam

    (A pious old sham)

    Enabled enrichment quite duty-free.

    October 10, 2017

  • The OED provides the following definitions:

    1. a. One who holds lands of an overlord on condition of homage and service; a feudal tenant, a vassal.

    b. A subject, dependant, retainer, servant.

    2. An officer of the ancient Court of Wards.

    3. A confederate.

    The Collins Dictionary reports that it is “a variant spelling of feudary. ” Pronunciation guidance confirms “feud” as the first syllable.

    October 10, 2017

  • Rhetorical tempests do blight us

    And tweet blasts asudden affright us.

    The ship of state drifts,

    It plunges and lifts

    And shakes in the jaws of euripus.

    October 9, 2017

  • The lexical drudge must explain

    And make every mystery plain.

    The job is to teach

    The details of speech

    And spew forth examples amain.

    October 8, 2017

  • The new bride needs counsel to guide her

    But finds it too often denied her.

    The groom's jealous dam

    Makes family a sham,

    And glories in being a chidester.

    October 7, 2017

  • Fox hunters preparing to go

    Hear brazen horns wavering blow,

    But first a tantivy

    En masse to the privy

    Then mount with a brave tallyho!

    October 6, 2017

  • A door lock's a frail mechanism

    And ours is an archaic system,

    But she sees great glory in

    Devices Victorian

    So safety defers to ancientism.

    October 5, 2017

  • The stories appall the whole nation.

    The villains outrage in rotation.

    True, winners take spoils,

    But conscience recoils

    At boldness of such malversation.

    October 4, 2017

  • Though some think it clever and fancy

    I call it profane necromancy

    To exhume in job lots

    These mouldering Scots

    Like kippage and forlorn wanchancy.

    October 3, 2017

  • A transplant is tricky. Results may vary.

    A heart that once beat in a voluptuary

    May later be placed

    In one meek and chaste

    And render a future tumultuary.

    October 2, 2017

  • I'm following you this time. It's obvious that psst is an initialism for "pun surreptitiously secreted in text."

    October 1, 2017

  • It took me overnight, but when I awoke this morning I finally saw the pun buried deep in bilby's comment: "new Rolexes" - I think? In mysterious ways works that mind.

    October 1, 2017

  • When Gossip begins to flap her jaw

    The carrion crones will snap and caw

    And this will incite

    A backbiting blight,

    An orgy of spite and clapperclaw.

    October 1, 2017

  • I ponder the retro reflexes

    Of Britain's entrenched eurosceptics:

    Can doctors retrain

    The xenophobe brain

    Within bounds of strict neuroethics?

    September 30, 2017

  • A leader should be an enchanter

    And not a coarse bullying ranter.

    How comes it about

    We're led by a lout?

    Is it earned or a random mishanter?

    September 29, 2017

  • What blossoms in floral vernacular

    Are abject, albeit spectacular?

    What bouquet subsumes

    In penitent blooms

    Devotion while being piacular?

    September 28, 2017

  • Edmond Hoyle (1672 – 29 August 1769 was a writer best known for his works on the rules and play of card games. The phrase "according to Hoyle" came into the language as a reflection of his generally perceived authority on the subject; since that time, use of the phrase has expanded into general use in situations in which a speaker wishes to indicate an appeal to a putative authority.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmond_Hoyle

    September 27, 2017

  • Debating, according to Hoyle,

    Exemplifies cool reason's toil.

    But reason is scant

    In goblinesque rant;

    It's heated and hate-fueled garboil.

    September 27, 2017

  • Thank you, kind ruzuzu.

    September 26, 2017

  • The task of the editing tribe

    Is chiding the indifferent scribe

    With signs not too obvious,

    Discreet, like the obelus,

    That seem more a hint than a jibe.

    September 26, 2017

  • Vulgarity fits, that's de minimis,

    But let's not be bashful or timorous:

    Each twitter enlarges

    The bill of our charges -

    The goblin and crew I call criminous.

    September 25, 2017

  • A German-speaking friend writes to tell me that I got the pronunciation of verein wrong, so here is another limerick to cover the bases.

    When cat and companion combine

    In union humano-feline

    I'm quite at a loss

    To know who's the boss.

    It must be a working verein.

    September 24, 2017

  • A rhymer should be fairly literate

    And rewriting must be inveterate

    To polish and shine

    And tune every line

    Until the damned verses are better writ.

    September 24, 2017

  • Surveying the legal terrain

    For linkage that will not enchain,

    Suppress your keen urge

    To partner or merge

    And choose a less binding verein.

    September 23, 2017

  • See epitomize.

    September 22, 2017

  • A nation thought noble and generous

    Looks threatening now and sinistrous.

    When governed by fear

    It's bound to appear

    No beacon of hope but facinorous.

    September 22, 2017

  • The farmer must fill up his days

    In trimming his crop so it pays.

    Folks stray in their walks

    Through maize in its stalks

    Enjoying the autumn mizmaze.

    September 21, 2017

  • A flea circus's basic equipage

    Is prone to some natural slippage,

    So dogs are kept by

    To replenish supply

    And muster the minimum kippage.

    September 20, 2017

  • Pale daybreak reveals a new mystery -

    Will ever we know the true history?

    The drinker's evasions

    On wounds and abrasions

    Amuse but are clear casuistry.

    September 19, 2017

  • Philosophers pursuing wisdom

    Are always at risk of simplism.

    Each elegant plan

    Will least govern man

    Achieving unique minarchism.

    September 18, 2017

  • Though long past her mouse-catching day

    She thinks current comforts her pay.

    This dizzy old cat

    Is a physiocrat,

    Convinced this is nature's true way.

    September 18, 2017

  • In waiting rooms outside the docs'

    The tv persistently squawks.

    Oh, please make it stop!

    It's crude agitprop -

    That 'news' they distribute at Fox!

    September 17, 2017

  • A wise soul takes pause and enjoys

    The balance of duties and joys.

    When harsh day is done

    Yet night not begun

    He savors the brief equipoise.

    September 16, 2017

  • Old Dante told so lurid a story

    Of suffering down in purgatory

    To make a good case

    That divine distaste

    Is stronger than objurgatory.

    September 15, 2017

  • See patrimony.

    September 15, 2017

  • To some he's a bad grammarian,

    To others a mad contrarian,

    But Ernest prefers

    Unfetttered words.

    He's truly a latitudinarian.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    September 14, 2017

  • On such things do they ruminate in Oz.

    September 14, 2017

  • From far and near hear them all ululate

    As grievances endlessly pullulate.

    The deeds that offend

    They cannot amend

    But, oh, are they able to fulminate!

    September 12, 2017

  • The power of wishing is awesome

    For dreaming can solve ills or cause 'em

    Select your wish well

    You may have to dwell

    Within your own heterocosm.

    September 11, 2017

  • His phony compassionate pose'll

    Be seen as a feeble proposal,

    The work of a loser,

    A clumsy fake newser,

    A "leader" who's only a losel.

    September 10, 2017

  • To lustful dyspeptic King Henery

    Contemplative types were the enemy,

    So monks and their abbots

    Were chased out like rabbits

    And torches were put to each cenoby.

    September 9, 2017

  • Use language with careful facility.

    Let silence project as humility.

    Some, when laconic,

    Seem downright moronic,

    The artful are praised for pauciloquy.

    September 8, 2017

  • The busker has trodden in motley

    And crowds have applauded him hotly,

    So nurtured his claim

    To fortune and fame

    Arriving, he's sure, odd-come-shortly.

    September 7, 2017

  • The man seemed a comical crock to us,

    But Trumpland turned out to be populous.

    The boastful jamoke

    No longer's a joke -

    The goblin has won and he's nocuous.

    September 6, 2017

  • My tossing and turning has ceased -

    The sun has arrived in the East.

    In darkness I'm mopeful

    But dawn makes me hopeful

    I'll grind out a couplet at least.

    September 5, 2017

  • The romantic cities of mystery

    Arise by shores of distant sea.

    Remotest on earth

    They tell me is Perth,

    Excelling in terms of longinquity.

    September 4, 2017

  • The audio buttons on Word entry pages have never worked on my iPad, although they do sometimes work on my pc. I should have checked the OED, which includes the accent aigu. I see now that Wordnik does have an entry for corvée as well. Picky, picky. I wonder what the word sounds like in strine?

    Your teen will account you a jerk

    If you should oblige him to work.

    He'll face with dismay

    His domestic corvee.

    It's deep in his nature to shirk.

    September 4, 2017

  • Officials who use inside dope

    May slither the slippery slope:

    Abuse and perversion

    Or simply parergon

    To help a poor senator cope?

    September 3, 2017

  • Your teen will account you a jerk

    If you should oblige him to work.

    He will resent sorely

    His domestic corvee.

    It's deep in his nature to shirk.

    September 2, 2017

  • When light fades to dim crepuscule

    Take heart in a new opuscule.

    A limerick writ

    Means brains that are fit,

    That time's not yet claimed a new fool.

    September 1, 2017

  • To know if the land's right for grain

    Assess what the crops can attain.

    If rainfall's the limiter

    Then build a lysimeter

    To see what the soil will retain.

    August 31, 2017

  • It sways with the swells and the breeze

    Where rivers flow in to the seas,

    The seafarer's token

    The long journey's broken,

    The weathered but welcome balize.

    August 30, 2017

  • My lettuce and spinach so leafy grow

    I plucked 'em along with radicchio.

    With oniony zest

    And casually dressed

    They make an inviting pasticcio.

    August 29, 2017

  • When this age is done (and God speed!)

    What monument fits Donald's deed?

    A faint anaglyph

    Carved in some cliff

    In lowest relief fills the need.

    August 28, 2017

  • I face a confounding conundrum:

    On alternate days I become dumb.

    My lyre is unstrung,

    The songs I'd have sung

    Are sunk in cacophonous humstrum.

    August 27, 2017

  • Memorializing lost friends

    The clamor of laughter ascends:

    Let drinks that we quaff

    Be their cenotaph.

    Fond recall's a marker that mends.

    August 26, 2017

  • The restless afflicted with stray foot

    Are never persuaded to stay put.

    Their home is a plane,

    A tour boat or train,

    Their worldly goods packed in a bahut.

    August 25, 2017

  • I knew a most privileged cat.

    The throne where this prodigy sat

    Was lavishly built

    With silver and gilt,

    Upholstered in rare galuchat.

    August 24, 2017

  • See another version of the back-handed compliment in comments at facetely.

    August 23, 2017

  • How praise when the show fails completely?

    Why, smiling, just comment discreetly,

    "You've never been better!"

    It's true to the letter

    And solves your dilemma facetely.

    See another solution to this problem in comments at dabster.

    August 23, 2017

  • The peace of the house may require

    A deaf ear to what could transpire.

    A prudent necessity

    Is selective cecity -

    To act the benevolent liar.

    August 22, 2017

  • Thank you, bilby.

    August 22, 2017

  • With passage of years we should learn

    That night's not the time for concern.

    Lay worries aside

    For they will abide

    And await when the sky turns azurn.

    August 21, 2017

  • A skunk came last night and he stinked us.

    I count this event a distinct plus:

    There's little that's minus

    In clearing the sinus

    And giving the throat a swift linctus.

    August 20, 2017

  • Is there a reason that toped (see 11/1/2016 below) is unacceptable?

    August 19, 2017

  • ebriosity

    August 19, 2017

  • The worst are consumed with ferocity;

    Protections alarm by their paucity.

    It's tempting to yield-

    Abandon the field-

    And sink into deep ebriosity.

    August 19, 2017

  • Oh, thanks to the generous pigeon

    Contributing his humble smidgen!

    He's doing his part

    For out-of-doors art

    With dollops of fresh white badigeon.

    August 18, 2017

  • If you would imbibe and waddle not

    Give heed to the size of bottle bought.

    The short road to ruin

    Is steep and it's strewn

    With many an empty pottle-pot.

    August 17, 2017

  • When first the spring meadows are greening

    The cycle of life shows most meaning.

    See four-footed young

    Like flowers new sprung,

    The foal and the calf and the yeanling.

    August 17, 2017

  • When bound for the last destination

    I hope to create no sensation,

    Ask no trumpet blast

    To hear at the last

    But subtle and sweet avolation.

    August 16, 2017

  • See Lucullan.

    August 15, 2017

  • So jealous are chefs of their story

    They'll quibble at terms gustatory.

    Your balls in a pot

    Will still get as hot

    And you'll claim it's all to your glory.

    August 15, 2017

  • In higher class fry cooking vessels

    Each savory orb of meat nestles.

    What mere cooks will call

    The common meatball

    A master chef turns into cecils.

    August 15, 2017

  • A diplomat viewing disaster

    Might say that the artist's a dabster.

    Though bungling's averred

    The Janus-faced word

    Is heard as the praise of a master.

    August 14, 2017

  • A fox pup must study and train hard

    Or risk he's dismissed as a caynard.

    The skulk's tough tuition

    Achieves full fruition

    In raising a wily red Reynard.

    August 13, 2017

  • As talk for the troubled's a palliative

    And Congress, a failing collaborative,

    Inept to the hilt

    Is Babel rebuilt,

    It's frantic and futilely babblative.

    August 12, 2017

  • Don't fall for the cynical listicle

    Where news is typically mythical.

    The "ten things you must"

    Are hot air and dust,

    Just click-bait that's wickedly twistical.

    August 11, 2017

  • On tv at most he was B-list

    (Absent a C- or a D- list)

    But still self-assessed

    As clearly the best.

    The goblin's a true autotheist.

    August 10, 2017

  • Thank you kindly, ruzuzu. The challenge with such words is to resist the obvious "-ography" rhymes but after years of this I am running out of dodges.

    August 10, 2017

  • Potemkin knew ways to delude.

    His town was struck down and renewed

    Repeatedly, doggedly,

    A feat of sceneography,

    The man was a talented dude.

    August 9, 2017

  • They say the great pyramid had it,

    Though sheathing of marble once clad it:

    The way to the tomb

    (And curses of doom)

    Began with a well-hidden adit.

    August 8, 2017

  • He copied the language and tone

    The goblin prefers on the phone,

    But, lacking the bite

    Of soul-searing spite,

    The Mooch proved a pale epigone.

    August 7, 2017

  • torque, v. to offend, to arouse anger.

    Ex.: Police say that between four counties, Jack McPeak stole flags from fire departments, schools, cemeteries, “and the one that really torques me off,” said Keith County Sheriff Jeff Stevens, “the American Legion.”

    https://www.facebook.com/NPTelegraph/posts/1350267468330821

    Google "really torques me" to find many such examples. Kitit, in comments at tork, reports that this expression was common when he was a teenager in the 1960s. I am about the same age as Kitit and I do not recall hearing this expression while growing up in New England. It may be a regionalism.

    August 7, 2017

  • See torque.

    August 7, 2017

  • Remember the fun that it used to be

    Reciting beloved Mother Goosery?

    Those memorable rhymes

    Limned foibles and crimes,

    So making mind shaping more lusory.

    August 6, 2017

  • The footwear that's always in vogue in

    The Maine woods is clearly the brogan.

    They'll withstand the suck

    Of voracious muck

    Awaiting in every pokelogan.

    August 5, 2017

  • In dark streets the living have flown

    A ghostly voice pleads all alone.

    The cry of that tranter,

    Ethereal chanter,

    Is that of sweet Molly Malone.

    August 4, 2017

  • My cat chases sunlight in pathces

    And bathes in the warmth that attaches.

    Devout thermophile,

    She'll squirm for a while

    Then nap in each one that she catches.

    August 3, 2017

  • An expression that deserves reanimation.

    August 2, 2017

  • The suitor who will stimulate her

    Will be a sureness simulator,

    Implacably stout

    And scornful of doubt:

    Prince Charming the Opiniator.

    August 2, 2017

  • The hot show in town is neocracy

    With wonders the people will flock to see:

    The kleptocrat's portion!

    The moral contortion!

    A circus of preening hypocrisy!

    August 1, 2017

  • Enmeshed by so grievous events

    The sharp pang of panic relents.

    Sour fate dully rubs

    And makes mulligrubs

    From fevers of old discontents.

    July 31, 2017

  • Oh, hear the poet's gushing tongue

    Sing sweet, although a lushington!

    In drink, aloud,

    He charms the crowd,

    Yet on the page is nothing done.

    July 30, 2017

  • In Summer sweet passions can occur:

    There's many a sensual plan astir,

    So fruits of the season

    And wine beyond reason

    Fill young lover's hopeful hanaper.

    July 29, 2017

  • It's strange what comes to be beauteous:

    If renal disease put its root in us

    The optimist's eye

    Will ceaselessly try

    To spy the elusively luteous.

    July 28, 2017

  • sprung rhythm is rather elastic

    With changes from small to the drastic,

    So words you thought odd

    Can be even trod

    Though looking imparisyllabic.

    July 27, 2017

  • Cornelius tended to hurry.

    His gait on most days was a scurry,

    His costume, unkempt,

    A failing attempt

    To shape something more than a lurry.

    July 26, 2017

  • Put trust in no helmet or brassard

    For life is a game played at hazard,

    So fate's subtle arts

    Will find softer parts

    And kick your incompetent ass hard.

    July 25, 2017

  • The throwing of veggies is rude -

    A terrible waste of the food

    But I find good cause with

    The faux golden jawsmith

    Provoking a food throwing mood.

    July 24, 2017

  • A basement's decidedly plain

    And will for the many remain,

    But go win the Lotto

    And build you a grotto,

    An oenophile's cave or souterrain.

    July 23, 2017

  • When Ernest paces and frets all alone

    He prays for a call on the phone.

    To garner a word,

    Remotest preferred,

    He'll find the brachistochrone.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    July 23, 2017

  • We've made luxurious sport

    Of fingers reputedly short

    We'd be less elated

    To learn they're falcated,

    A brevity of ominous sort.

    July 21, 2017

  • A rhymer grown weary and stressed

    Does work that's not always the best.

    He needs a sabbatical

    In some sweet habitacle -

    A rhymless and rhythm-free rest.

    July 21, 2017

  • This house was once classy, by gosh,

    The walls with proud details awash.

    Some long-ago master

    Of decorative plaster

    Had spun out a web of guilloche.

    July 19, 2017

  • It matters not pale-faced or black

    In cities or furthest outback:

    The Aussies converse

    In patterns perverse;

    It's tall tales and endless borak.

    July 18, 2017

  • Beware lest like Eve you should meet

    A serpent who lies for a treat.

    That wily old snake meant

    To purvey a fakement

    For sheer love of simple deceit.

    July 17, 2017

  • From what I read you had to eat leaves and stems too, but I suspect wine was the point. The customers came eagerly and left happy.

    July 16, 2017

  • When rich folk felt clogged and unfree

    They'd travel to mountains or sea,

    Or make an escape tour

    Including a grape-cure

    To purge them of turgid ennui.

    July 16, 2017

  • A small-minded leader is fractious,

    One shriveled in heart is disastrous,

    But heaven forfend

    Our fate should depend

    On one who is brachydactylous.

    July 15, 2017

  • Your dress and gesture bespoke your role

    And safest in those days was prole

    To retain your head

    For a cap of bright red

    While dancing a mad carmagnole.

    July 14, 2017

  • A cave man might woo her with banter

    Or show shiny stones to enchant her,

    If wise she'll require

    That he light a fire

    Before she'll bed down in his antre.

    July 13, 2017

  • A lawyer can put on a show

    Of precedents, row upon row.

    It beggars belief

    To call it a "brief,"

    So name it instead "bordereau."

    July 12, 2017

  • A mystery cult needs a team

    To manage how origins seem

    And stem any schism

    Like euhemerism

    That threatens to spoil the dream.

    July 11, 2017

  • A marketeer hungry for fame

    Will give common practice a name.

    A vocalization

    Like glocalization

    Refreshes the same weary game.

    July 10, 2017

  • He's more than a chip off the block;

    This cave man is cock of the walk.

    Not Dad's eolith

    But rad neolith

    Is what he can knock from a rock.

    July 9, 2017

  • I am not a polyglot hero.

    My knowledge of Spanish is zero.

    I'd rather write "pasture"

    Than risk a disaster

    In rhyming with agostadero.

    July 8, 2017

  • At meetings of Lexical Nation

    A collation precedes some potation.

    There's never a chance

    They simply will "dance;"

    The evening must end in tripudiation.

    July 7, 2017

  • Though beef was but rarely a fisc fit

    On Paddy's Day they'd always risk it.

    The immigrant tide

    Took pleasure and pride

    In platters of cabbage and brisket.

    July 6, 2017

  • There's many a prez who'd flirt a bit

    High office bestows that perquisite

    But impulse erupts

    And power corrupts

    So never entrust a jerk with it.

    July 5, 2017

  • His brief part should have been droll,

    A gesture, a flourish, a girandole.

    But clownish excess

    From too much success

    Has trapped us now in the Grand Guignol.

    July 4, 2017

  • The pirates taxed beyond endurage

    They taxed for sailing and for moorage

    And charged every boat

    In that city afloat

    Ridiculous fees for the murage.

    July 3, 2017

  • A little word trips, hampers, attacks us.

    Resist; adopt a disciplined practice.

    Conjunctivitis

    Never will blight us,

    Defended by sharp paralaxis.

    July 2, 2017

  • It starts as a union placental,

    Persists as invisible tendril,

    But twins, so they say,

    May dwell far away

    And share in a way extramental.

    July 1, 2017

  • At yoga camp life's a bit lazier

    To mimic the graces of Asia.

    At breatharian camp

    The signature stamp

    Is general alarmed aerophagia.

    June 30, 2017

  • The folks in a mystical cult

    Sip potions to help them exult.

    The visions adepts see

    Provoke nympholepsy,

    Which is the desired result.

    June 29, 2017

  • The scheme of the vegan is gentle

    With quinoa and kale and the lentil.

    Are benefits real

    As followers feel,

    Or is its appeal nutrimental?

    June 28, 2017

  • The Word of the Day limerick for July 27, 2017 is meant to be read in the context of the comment posted at logothete on September 4, 2014.

    June 27, 2017

  • The warhorse was no longer fleet

    So had to be shrewd and discreet.

    Where stronger words failed

    Old Teddy assailed

    His foe with the slur, logothete.

    June 27, 2017

  • See porte cochère.

    June 27, 2017

  • At Daisy Mae's regular onfall

    The hollow resounds to her bonk call:

    "Come old men and young

    The wee and well-hung

    It don't matter none. I want y'all!"

    June 26, 2017

  • All night fans in frenzy gave tongue -

    Gargantuan efforts of lung!

    Despite boastful songs

    The team failed its throngs,

    Who slouched sadly homeward, head-hung.

    June 25, 2017

  • Some think that the Donald's an odd man,

    But others, a sweet-natured Lord's man.

    I must give the nod

    To the party of odd;

    His piety reeks of the fraudsman.

    June 24, 2017

  • While "nut job" and "loon" are dismissive

    Yet "mad" and "insane" echo fictive.

    The language amazes

    With terms for our crazes;

    It's supple and locodescriptive.

    June 23, 2017

  • ruzuzu and bilby combine

    Lamenting my poor withered vine,

    But if there's an ointment

    For cruel disappointment

    That comforting unction is mine.

    For limericks are careless of clime

    And ripen regardless of time.

    Their happiest chore

    Is spreading of spore

    To generate offspring in rhyme.

    June 23, 2017

  • The pattern is hard to ignore:

    Buy local and you are a locavore;

    If seeking cheap eats

    In veggies and meats

    You're frugal and known as a frugivore.

    June 22, 2017

  • Expressions of disapprobation

    Have many a nasty mutation:

    The cold look that lingers,

    The wagging of fingers,

    But worst is the endless jobation.

    June 21, 2017

  • A poet who's really astute

    Is neither obscure nor too cute.

    His work ought to dart

    Straight to the heart

    Not needing a shrewd hermeneut.

    June 20, 2017

  • See goodman.

    June 20, 2017

  • Meditation is surely our true call,

    Let light that's inside us imbue all

    The mists that conceal

    Resolve and congeal

    And peace will descend like the dewfall.

    June 19, 2017

  • As patience and rhyming time passes

    The evidence clearly amasses:

    If not quite deplorable

    At least it's ignorable.

    A word we don't need is ekphrasis.

    June 18, 2017

  • The Scots wanted all done in triplicate

    But folks became testy and sick of it.

    Now red tape's reduced,

    Contentment produced

    By banning the pesky testificate.

    June 17, 2017

  • spinach

    June 17, 2017

  • Now scholars, I read, have once more

    Uncovered a case of fakelore.

    That beckoning moon,

    That quaint demilune,

    Was carved in no true outhouse door.

    See http://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/outhouses-crescent-moons

    June 16, 2017

  • Alas, bonnie lassie, why weep?

    Our dearest loves we cannot keep.

    I see you're begrutten

    But eat up your mutton,

    The gift of your favorite sheep.

    June 15, 2017

  • His face was of a type privileged

    To be by the great bard ripe-imaged

    It's sagging and sallow,

    Twixt mucus and tallow,

    Immortalized now as tripe-visaged.

    N. B.: So far as I can tell this word has been used in earnest precisely once. All other instances are quotation of that passage in Henry IV, Part 2.

    June 14, 2017

  • May God in his mercy deliver us

    From beasts that are wild and carnivorous,

    From shoal-ridden shores

    And humorless bores,

    And all things that tend toward mortiferous.

    June 13, 2017

  • Bravo!

    June 13, 2017

  • Some years ago I was traveling with family through the Loire Valley and we passed through the town of Tours. In the central part of the city there is an ancient tower (French “tour”). It was plain that if we had stopped to be guided through that remnant we would be taking the Tours tour tour.

    June 12, 2017

  • See comments at sparkle.

    June 12, 2017

  • Sparkle, sparkle, puny orb;

    Will I your mys'try e'er absorb,

    Lording over everything

    Like a rock star trailing bling?

    -by Quentin M. Sullivan

    See comments at scintillate.

    June 12, 2017

  • A tiger might flex a fierce fascicle

    And show you dentition carnassial.

    Would he likely munch on

    Your haunch for a luncheon?

    I think you can bet your sweet ass he will.

    June 12, 2017

  • Mortality's sentence is eating her

    But panic will doom her the speedier.

    She seizes in terror

    On all forms of error

    Including the fatal inedia.

    See also breatharian and comments at autotroph and photovore.

    June 11, 2017

  • I used to have a carbuncle. He was wonderfully helpful with "normally aspirated" car engines but became an anachronism when fuel injection came in. He works on lawn mowers now.

    June 10, 2017

  • If fibbers are guilty of fibbery

    Then sybarites wallow in sybary.

    A scribe who is given

    To squibs hasty scriven

    Is lost in the thickets of squibbery.

    June 10, 2017

  • Ecologists warn us that fish

    Are not a sustainable dish.

    Enlightened philosophy

    Eschews ichthyophagy,

    Or so would the scientists wish.

    June 9, 2017

  • So what's with the dogs' shaggy story

    And why do the pooches grab glory?

    If she's left unhindered

    My cat is long winded

    And, much like a mutt, is ambagitory.

    June 8, 2017

  • If ruzuzu could drink what she'd druther

    It'd be some astringent or other.

    A natural quirk,

    Genetics at work

    In one who calls vinegar "mother."

    June 7, 2017

  • The hot shots are flying pellmell

    And groundlings aren't able to tell:

    Was that trick more nimble than

    A flamboyant Immelmann

    Or more of a normal chandelle?

    June 7, 2017

  • ไข่เยี่ยวม้า (khai yiao ma), literally "horse piss eggs," is the Thai term for what are more commonly called "hundred year old eggs." These are hard boiled eggs pickled to a deep brown. Supposedy the old Thai recipe used horse urine as the pickling agent.

    June 7, 2017

  • His mem'ry is still a bit foggy

    (These days he often wakes groggy).

    He gropes for those truths

    He found in the booze

    Last night in his bright mystagogy.

    June 6, 2017

  • We learn from the lesson of Gideon,

    Who vanquished the army of Midian,

    Success takes invention

    And not close attention

    To rules in some stale enchiridion.

    Judges 7:17–22

    June 5, 2017

  • I try hard to rhyme up to spec

    But sometimes I put out pure dreck.

    It is most convenient

    My readers are lenient

    And bilby will not wring my neck.

    June 4, 2017

  • His antics are having effects bizarre.

    Take note of the nerve-shattered wrecks we are!

    The truth, be it told:

    He's hungry for gold

    And driven by deep pleonexia.

    June 4, 2017

  • No posting by this time is strange,

    Exceeding by far normal range.

    Yet here must we languish,

    Wordless in anguish.

    The Word of the Day does not change.

    June 4, 2017

  • Cruel mockers beware, woe betide!

    For Ernest's no safe man to chide.

    He knows words with edges,

    So legend alleges.

    His sharp tongue may baffle but gride.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    June 3, 2017

  • The oenophile's delicate senses

    Take shelter from vulgar pretenses.

    No plonk's to be found

    Within his surround,

    Defended by strong piquette fences.

    June 2, 2017

  • Puzzling how, in spite of everything, Australians enjoy such a reputation for friendliness. Perhaps bilby’s ill humor is the result of frustration with the Australian dung beetle problem. It seems the place is covered in shit.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Dung_Beetle_Project

    June 1, 2017

  • Their tastes are demanding for sure:

    From sniffing to careful morsure

    Dung beetles commit

    To freshness in shit

    And none but the finest ordure.

    June 1, 2017

  • Be sweet at the start and intenerate

    And hope that your arguments penetrate.

    If the blockhead's unmoved

    By good sense, though proved,

    Then seize him and quickly defenestrate,

    May 31, 2017

  • To raise your verse above the babble

    Start out with the simplest dabble.

    Begin with June/moon

    And find very soon

    Your voice become fluent and habile.

    May 30, 2017

  • "Delicious" is marketing hype

    While "mac" marks a plain-spoken type.

    It seems to me "codlin,"

    Is rather too maudlin

    For fruit that you coax to be ripe.

    May 29, 2017

  • The wedding once done, a race ensues

    Involving the lusty kilted youths.

    The new-minted missus

    Will dole out some kisses

    To he who comes first in the broose.

    According to the OED the vowel in broose is one of those peculiarly Scottish stranglings. Think of the sound made by an expiring bagpipe as it dwindles to a flaccid state. I have elected to rhyme it as you see. Those who want perfect authenticity should abuse the rhyming words into conformity.

    May 28, 2017

  • When bored to the end of your rope

    Try a toy that will help you to cope:

    Watch atoms decay

    In their frivolous way

    In the lens of a spinthariscope.

    May 27, 2017

  • The Yucatan narrates the birth

    Of changes for old Mother Earth.

    The pastoral scene

    Hides a vast astrobeme,

    The secret to dinosaur dearth.

    For a description of the Chicxulub crater and its relation to the Cretaceous–Paleogene extinction event, see

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicxulub_crater

    May 26, 2017

  • Thank you, hh.

    May 26, 2017

  • A Kalenjin youth's preparation

    For manhood involves separation

    From infantile joys,

    And foreskins of boys,

    And comfort as harsh depuration.

    The Kalenjin people of Kenya dominate marathon running worldwide. For a treatment of the role of coming of age traditions in fostering this dominance see:

    http://www.npr.org/sections/parallels/2013/11/01/241895965/how-one-kenyan-tribe-produces-the-worlds-best-runners

    May 25, 2017

  • The Wordie affliction's a curse;

    Indifference, however, is worse.

    How blessed the infection

    That raises objection

    And moves gentle bilby to verse.

    May 24, 2017

  • Our grief seeks surcease and a remedy,

    A passage from pain to serenity,

    And such is the meaning

    Of inchoate keening

    Or intricate weave of a threnody.

    May 24, 2017

  • The voter is bored with me-tooism,

    Impatient with faux folksy truism.

    He longs for much more

    Like great days of yore

    When orators mastered euphuism.

    May 23, 2017

  • It's fine if the state is initial

    When infancy's cute and official,

    But helpless and squalling,

    Is sad and appalling

    When old folk are worn to altricial.

    May 22, 2017

  • I know how the vampirish sort doth:

    Their fashion is always to sport goth.

    Their trademarks are fangs

    And ebony bangs

    And capes that are sewn out of mortcloth.

    May 21, 2017

  • Cult members once loved how he talked

    But now for his gaffes he's bemocked.

    His status, once clerical,

    Is changed to chimerical.

    The high priest of con is defrocked.

    May 20, 2017

  • tristero, you must be a cat lover. Penelope (my aged cat) and I rejoice in your approval.

    May 19, 2017

  • My cat for the most part's indolent

    And curled in sleep seeming innocent,

    But fidgets will twitch her

    From dreams that bewitch her

    Betraying ambitions sanguinolent.

    May 19, 2017

  • Consider the choices you have

    Selecting a soup of the slav.

    There's bigos, quite thick,

    Or pick one that's quick

    And dine on a fresh bowl of schav.

    May 18, 2017

  • Sounds a lot like “okaley dokaley,” the favorite expression of assent of Ned Flanders, Homer Simpson’s pious neighbor. Could this be evidence of the influence of Dutch folk tradition on The Simpsons? There might be a PhD dissertation there.

    May 17, 2017

  • My friend, alas, made up her mind

    To credit some claims of dafter kind.

    So reason's traduced,

    It's trumped and seduced

    By visions supplied the purblind.

    May 17, 2017

  • Said Bach to his bold interlocutor,

    "It seems, sir, you are a provocateur.

    While true, it's been said

    I'm matchless in bed,

    I'm also an unmatched hymnographer."

    May 16, 2017

  • See comments at tetric.

    May 15, 2017

  • I see that some GNU collaborator (or perhaps an imperious spell checker), in plundering The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia for a definition of "tetric " has assumed the old and honorable "froward" to be a misspelling of "forward" and has "corrected" it.

    Obscurity makes one a coward

    Another finds language empowered:

    It's timid and horrid

    To substitute forward

    From distrust of stubborn old froward.

    May 15, 2017

  • The fare at the fair is eclectic:

    You might spy a clown with a pet trick,

    See shows of all styles

    For thrills and for smiles

    And nary a visage that's tetric.

    May 15, 2017

  • The votes had been willy nilly cast

    Electing our materfamilias.

    Electoral flunkies

    (Those mischievous monkeys)

    Appointed instead a male silly ass.

    May 14, 2017

  • Perfumed were the notes Melissa sent

    With sweet and enticing kiss of scent,

    Beguiled was my ear

    When lips were more near

    To hear her soft whispers mellisonant.

    May 13, 2017

  • *deep bows and blushes*

    May 13, 2017

  • An oracle who's on the decline

    Is desperate to peddle a sign.

    She must sell a bodement

    To pay her abode rent

    And maintain her practice divine.

    May 12, 2017

  • A brewmaster's post is a sinecure

    In abstinent towns such as Srinagar,

    But still they are tickled

    With veggies well pickled

    So happy with Gallagher's vinegar.

    May 12, 2017

  • Or, in the case of impatient lovers, you might see a pronghorn ant elope.

    May 12, 2017

  • The ale that is brewed by one Gallagher

    Is never a champion challenger.

    The judge always fails it.

    I don't know what ails it

    But, my! It's a fine batch of alegar.

    May 11, 2017

  • Since The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia was last published in 1914 I think the most Mr. Foreman can claim for his 2005 contribution is a novel coinage made in ignorance that the word already had a definition.

    May 10, 2017

  • Romanians mostly are gracious,

    With smiles on their welcoming faces,

    But should it transpire

    You've met a vampire

    Then count on him turning mordacious.

    May 10, 2017

  • Zuzu, your praise is a perfect balm.

    May 9, 2017

  • The dumb beasts can't voice their complaint

    That men are more psycho than saint,

    So must remain stoic

    In this psychozoic,

    But contented neighbors they ain't.

    May 9, 2017

  • Success is often a toss of fate

    For politicians who oscillate.

    Observers may savor

    A fortunate waver

    As willingness to patrocinate.

    May 8, 2017

  • There's worship of differing quality

    From reverence to outright frivolity

    The champ of bizarre,

    The oddest by far,

    Is Hollywood tinsel astrolatry

    May 7, 2017

  • In Latin he'll punish, by Jove,

    Those schoolboys whose silly minds rove.

    Hell get their attention

    With endless declension

    And looks that are classically torve.

    May 6, 2017

  • Erect he's the humble number eight

    But, privileged to help out the great,

    And supple and nimble,

    Reclines as a symbol,

    So toppled becomes the lemniscate.

    May 5, 2017

  • His fitness for office eludes us.

    He seems like one of The Stooges.

    His character's wriggly

    Yet he projects bigly,

    So failings are shown loud and hugeous.

    May 4, 2017

  • If shipwrecked on a desert strand

    Exploit the things you find on hand.

    It takes but a brio jiff

    To make up a neoglyph

    By spelling out "Help!" in the sand.

    May 3, 2017

  • Assessing the speed of fast yachts

    You'll estimate headway in knots.

    A crew that's not bashful

    Will keep the craft rap-full;

    The knots that they make will be lots.

    May 2, 2017

  • At softball we played plenty bad

    So heed my sad jeremiad:

    Though students of lit

    May prosper at wit

    They're bad at forming an ennead.

    May 1, 2017

  • Most insults are quickly construed

    But Scots are inventively rude.

    I find it off-putting -

    The Brit as pock-pudding -

    From folks who treat haggis as food.

    April 30, 2017

  • A blender is most efficacious

    At rendering foodstuff pultaceous

    You'll whip up a doozy

    Of banana smoothy

    With yogurt and fruit that's musaceous.

    April 29, 2017

  • The college ideal's medieval.

    Though all crave relations "collegial,"

    Now academe's groves

    Are turned profit troves

    Are blasted to barren pedregal.

    April 28, 2017

  • There is going to have to be a Trentrance before there is a Trexit. Turkey is not a member of the EU.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Accession_of_Turkey_to_the_European_Union

    April 27, 2017

  • As youths they were doubtless robustious

    But proved to be smart and industrious.

    The twig's not ill bent

    By youthful ferment;

    The pack are become quite illustrious.

    April 27, 2017

  • When Ernest is off on word chases

    His appetite's often voracious.

    For convenience' sake

    He'll blend up a shake

    And suck down his suppers pultaceous.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    April 26, 2017

  • What a great name for a plant! I saw “crybaby tree” on the Recently Loved Words list and had to check it out. The most succinct explanation I found is;

    The plant you are asking about is Erythrina crista-galli. A native of Brazil, it will actually grow into a tree during periods of mild winters. Otherwise, it does tend to be more shrubby (though large) when frozen back to the ground regularly. The common name "crybaby" comes from the formation of drops of nectar which drip from the flowers like tear drops. This is a great hummingbird plant, as the tiny, nectar feeding birds find the red flowers irresistible.

    To be found at:

    http://www.nola.com/homegarden/index.ssf/2014/05/what_is_the_latin_name_of_the.html

    I want one.

    April 25, 2017

  • The master must make his objective

    Instruction that's clear and effective.

    The best way to train

    Is with a quick cane

    For young'uns are quite nociceptive.

    April 25, 2017

  • The kings that the Nile gods anoint

    Had tombs that were flat-topped but quaint

    Long gone now, mastaba,

    Near far-off Aqaba

    As pyramids made more a point.

    April 24, 2017

  • The addict is wrapped in the dire hug

    Of mania felt as a higher tug.

    For twitchers it's birds,

    For others it's words

    Or smoke and bright flame for the firebug.

    April 23, 2017

  • This leaves me scratching my head. An "engineer hoist with his own petard" (from Hamlet) is a bomb-layer blown up by his own device. How is this without foundation? It seems to me a fruitful metaphor. In fact, the “See also” list at the end of this expression’s Wikipedia entry is full of possibilities:

    Own goal

    Poetic justice

    Irony

    List of inventors killed by their own inventions

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoist_with_his_own_petard

    April 22, 2017

  • The Polish eat more than just ham.

    They breakfast on pancakes and jam.

    They garnish with sea moss

    Their big bowls of bigos,

    But mostly their kitchens make spam.

    April 22, 2017

  • The Scot has his kilts and his pipes

    And names for the scorn-worthy types:

    The treacherous skellums

    And obnoxious blellums,

    Ungainly and foolhardy gypes.

    April 21, 2017

  • A jazz magazine seeks a tool

    To edit without being cruel.

    I think that the diple,

    Deployed rather hiply,

    Is both copacetic and cool.

    April 20, 2017

  • Isn't all hair "pre-owned?" Who knows what shocking things have been done to it.

    April 20, 2017

  • In attempting to dissect "stompclacker" (Using thick gloves and very long tools. He's a wily one, that bilby.) I came across the following document which purports to be a glossary of informal medical terms current in Yorkshire. It's good for some chuckles.

    https://regmedia.co.uk/2006/04/24/glossary_for_international_recruits.pdf

    April 20, 2017

  • See examples at whupass.

    April 19, 2017

  • See comments at tin of hooraybum.

    April 19, 2017

  • I think our resident marsupial misconstrues the meaning of "whoop" in the countrified American expression "open a can of whupass.". It is not a celebratory cry but rather means a whipping or beating. So, one trash-talking basketball player might say to his adversary, "I'm gonna whup your ass!" To open a can of whupass is to invite calamity. It is a more local and limited version of opening Pandora's box.

    I find the key syllables spelled as an unhyphenated "whoopass," hyphenated as "whoop-ass," and as two words - "whoop ass." The first syllable may be whoop, woop, wup, or whup. The most common version I find is "whupass."

    A more exact British version might be, "open a tin of thrashbottom." The trouble with this formulation, however, is that the threat may not be received as entirely unwelcome. We colonials hear stories of the widespread plying of the cane on tender young bottoms in the "public" schools and of a fondness for such "correction" that persists into adulthood. Would an English cricketer intimidate his opponent by pledging to thrash his bottom or would he make a new friend?

    Perhaps bilby could lay a long ear to the ground and provide us with an Australian equivalent.

    April 19, 2017

  • Though bobbleheads children may call us

    Our wrynecks do bring us some solace.

    The world's all askew

    But not in our view:

    It's righted by our torticollis.

    April 19, 2017

  • All sages I'm sure will concur

    On need for a good porte-bonheur,

    A charm to protect

    And maybe deflect

    Capricious storms of force majeure.

    April 18, 2017

  • The sites that take celebrity pulse

    Compete to make voyeurs convulse

    By plying the fools

    With gossipy jewels,

    But big lovely lies are a bulse.

    April 17, 2017

  • I've heard that some "hunt" for big game

    Where imported beasts are near tame.

    No need for safari

    Or wise old shikari.

    They'll come if you call them by name.

    April 16, 2017

  • Preparing the food for a sloop

    Or any adventurous troop,

    You cook down your bouilli

    Until it gets gooey

    Then dry it to portable soup.

    April 15, 2017

  • There once was a filly in Taunton

    Whose ways were unruly and wanton.

    A fellow beguiled her

    And rendered her milder,

    A wrangler who knew how to daunton.

    April 14, 2017

  • The alleys in Yorkshire are dim

    With hazards to life and to limb.

    There's many a gin mill

    Down a dark ginnel

    Where drinking's determined and grim.

    April 13, 2017

  • The cave-salesman pitched how to delve

    With flint that surmounted a helve:

    "Save knuckles and nails

    And move dirt in bales,

    Why, one man can work as though twelve!"

    April 12, 2017

  • You've busted the boffin's barometer!

    You're too hot for one nerd's thermometer!

    The charms that he's treasured

    Can only be measured

    By means of a a pyrheliometer.

    April 11, 2017

  • André wore a sneer on his bouche

    Intended to mark him farouche.

    But his faux mystery

    Was mostly gaucherie;

    The poor guy appeared only louche.

    April 10, 2017

  • In Lagos when taking a taxi

    The old hands are wary and savvy.

    They close their eyes tight

    To limit the fright,

    And cling to their favorite saphie.

    April 9, 2017

  • The print roller, Eve, is the matrix,

    But note the paternalist basics:

    The pattern's true source,

    Its "Adam," of course,

    Is naturally thought of as patrix.

    April 8, 2017

  • With duty and greed in collision

    What think you the Goblin's decision?

    His honor's a pittance

    That's sent in remittance

    For grand enough deeds of misprision.

    April 7, 2017

  • He seemed long ago a mere hellion;

    His victims then limned a rapscallion,

    And footsie with Vlad

    Is more than just bad.

    It's making a case for perduellion.

    April 6, 2017

  • The Goblin-in-chief in his pride

    Thinks science is safely defied.

    Grotesque though his stance is

    Still warming advances,

    Foreshadowing brute omnicide.

    April 5, 2017

  • Aka a mutt?

    April 4, 2017

  • Our cat does not deign to condemn,

    But gives a sharp feline, "Ahem!"

    Attention once won

    We know then to shun

    That thing that Herself would contemn.

    April 4, 2017

  • My jacket I know has a vent

    But too little time have I spent

    In learning the lesson

    Of clothes that I dress in

    To praise the ubiquitous fent.

    April 3, 2017

  • The player piano and rest be gone,

    Obsessives are on a quest beyond

    To catch every part

    Of symphonic art

    In gears of a wondrous orchestrion.

    April 2, 2017

  • Court jester was never a simple gig

    Though tired you danced a nimble jig

    Since courtiers were fond

    At times to be conned

    You had to have mastered the thimblerig.

    April 1, 2017

  • He rises to urgently micturate

    But, tending to totter and titubate,

    He's slow to the door -

    Can hold it no more -

    Arriving, alas, just a bit too late.

    March 31, 2017

  • Write down this in bold and italics!

    Watch out for the bilby called Alex,

    Using various masks

    For nefarious tasks

    But known by his want of a hallux.

    March 30, 2017

  • A fellow by name of Abe Chisolm

    Could jive to the Trumpian rhythm,

    And the pleasure he got

    Was better than thought.

    It's sweeter to swing to simplism.

    March 30, 2017

  • Hmm: bilby, macrotis, pinkie? I think this particular bandicoot carries too many passports to be trusted.

    March 30, 2017

  • For all of the famed Aussie vaunting

    Ennobling this creature is daunting.

    A macrotis will still be

    No more than a bilby,

    And always that hallux is wanting.

    March 29, 2017

  • In labs that the old movies offer us

    The science is mad and preposterous:

    Alembics that bubble

    As foretastes of trouble

    And ominous electrophorous

    March 29, 2017

  • The word means a cheese like a turd

    And sounding in French is preferred:

    "..Un peu de crottin

    Pour les oeufs au gratin.."

    To rhyme it in English's absurd.

    But Ernest, when he is besotten,

    All lexical niceness forgotten,

    Is apt to command,

    "The Froggies be damned!

    I'll order a portion of crottin."

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    March 28, 2017

  • Consider their lives of travail:

    Contentment so brief and so frail,

    Of offspring bereft

    And little time left,

    Should poultry yet suffer a squail?

    March 27, 2017

  • That beady-eyed bloke's microphthalmia

    Provokes less than general neuralgia.

    The pain is terrific

    In a place most specific:

    His gaze causes instant proctalgia.

    March 26, 2017

  • The voice, your dull pol will insist,

    Is his and not his ventriloquist.

    He'll grasp at renown

    As contortionist clown,

    Or fame as an agile equilibrist.

    March 25, 2017

  • Consultants who line the Potomac

    Like sadhus all-knowing and gnomic,

    Must sense any drift

    As paying tides shift

    And never be caught antidromic.

    March 24, 2017

  • Boiled scraps and leftover slaws get

    Decanted with herbs through a gauze net.

    That filtering cloth

    Produces a broth

    You're proud to serve up in your posnet.

    March 23, 2017

  • Vote counting has turned for the bad —

    The fraud claims and strange hanging chad,

    The mystery trove of note

    Or mischievous overvote,

    Now Russians come hacking us. Sad!

    March 22, 2017

  • The legions who civilized Gaul

    At Scotland were forced to a stall.

    'Twas best to corral 'em

    Beyond a strong vallum,

    So Hadrian built him a wall.

    March 21, 2017

  • When riled at the start he will mutter.

    More outrage will bring on a stutter,

    Then, gone all forbearance,

    Comes full incoherence

    Till, limply, a lisp and a thutter.

    March 20, 2017

  • It's funny: "urinal" is one of those persistent little buggers who seem to hop from foot to foot squealing, "Rhyme me! Rhyme me!" It tried to intrude on "diuturnal" on the twelfth of this month and it did hitch a ride on "supernal" about a year ago. Given the amount of time spent in earnest intercourse with the appliance by the urbanized male of our species this cocky familiarity (to coin a phrase) should probably not surprise.

    March 20, 2017

  • Democracy! What was there grander

    Till slain by the sly gerrymander?

    The game's uninominal,

    But cheating's phenomenal,

    As witness our new chief commander.

    March 19, 2017

  • The omens support no disguise

    So prophets and scholars surmise:

    The dark data boom

    Will bring on our doom.

    Technography spells our demise.

    For this use of "dark data" see:

    https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2017/feb/26/robert-mercer-breitbart-war-on-media-steve-bannon-donald-trump-nigel-farage

    March 18, 2017

  • The Auld Sod is blessed with a hat trick

    In Columbkille, Brigid and Patrick

    And, so the monks tell us,

    They're none of them jealous,

    Their patronage sweetly sympatric.

    March 17, 2017

  • Post-dinner I'm always quite keen

    My crystal should boast a bright sheen

    If rubbing's assiduous

    The pantry is stridulous,

    To tell me they're all squeaky clean.

    March 16, 2017

  • The oenophile's tightly knit group

    Has formed its own musical troupe.

    The bibulous chums,

    Indifferent to drums,

    Will march to the beat of the cloop.

    March 15, 2017

  • Though yeast bread is higher in status

    It's likely to bring on some flatus,

    But nothing will squelch

    The renegade belch

    Like scones or a bread saleratus.

    March 14, 2017

  • Though once a dainty ankle viewed

    Was thought unspeakably lewd,

    Now limbs can go bare

    And no one will stare

    It's all the effect of consuetude.

    March 13, 2017

  • The wise man will write in his journal

    And capture the day while it's vernal,

    For time, we know, flies

    And memory lies,

    But truth written down's diuturnal.

    March 12, 2017

  • A good judge's solemn obligation

    Is blindness to erstwhile association.

    No matter how close he be

    To his former socii

    He rules indifferent to affiliation.

    March 11, 2017

  • Carême from the pillared Vendôme

    And Beeton in her homely tome

    Found a tsunami

    Of meaty umami

    In the mythical juice, osmazome

    March 10, 2017

  • The birds in dawn chorus confirm

    The early bird captures the worm.

    The cries of the winners

    And slugabed sinners

    Produce a cacophonous chirm.

    March 9, 2017

  • A fine word for drum is the tympanum

    I'm glad steel alloys with molybdenum.

    I like frankincense

    But scent's more intense

    If I call it a cloud of olibanum.

    March 8, 2017

  • Go contract yourself a consultant

    And read the report that's resultant,

    Or save yourself time

    By heeding this rhyme

    And know that our product's* demulcent.

    *Insert favorite snake oil.

    March 7, 2017

  • The Donald's frail feelings will bruise

    If journos do aught but enthuse

    His best embrocation

    For such irritation

    Is persistent cries of "fake news!"

    March 6, 2017

  • A brewery to Angus has charm;

    He feels there he's safe from all harm:

    The vats and the kegs,

    The browst and the dregs,

    Enfold like a comforting barm.

    March 5, 2017

  • A Solanaceae Family Reunion

    The family still tries to keep touch:

    While Spuds don't socialize much

    The Peppers will gab

    At any confab.

    (Tomatoes will weep and then clutch.)

    The happy throng fills the bright glades,

    But Aubergine quails as light fades.

    A shadow fell upon her

    Of deadly Belladonna,

    The lunatic aunt of Nightshades.

    The laughter dies down if she stays

    But rises again when she strays

    From nervous relief!

    Their season's so brief

    They'll not be denied salad days.

    March 4, 2017

  • There once was a sycophant, Eric,

    Obligingly calm or hysteric.

    He'd quickly adapt

    To whatever was apt.

    His nature was quite amphoteric.

    He'd mime, if need be, courtly grace,

    But gossip in ways truly base.

    His manner was placid

    Or dripping with acid

    As suited his welfare's best case.

    March 4, 2017

  • Thank you, ruzuzu, for your kind words and for informing me that tomatoes, potatoes, peppers, etc, are all nightshade cousins. It is a small world, isn’t it? Food for thought, so to speak. I will henceforth view my tomatoes askance.

    March 3, 2017

  • A doab, which often is beautiful,

    Is not just some land interfluvial:

    Its two rivers merge

    In a nuptial surge

    And writhe in a torrent connubial.

    See comments at doab.

    March 3, 2017

  • Tomato's no veg, as you may know,

    And maybe it's true if you say so,

    But the brute is a fruit

    And the spud is a root

    So how'd they beget a pomato?

    March 2, 2017

  • Fear not! Ernest is harmless to all but himself.

    March 1, 2017

  • OED

    Irish. A peasant, churl; also (Sc.) a spectre.

    March 1, 2017

  • When Ernest pursues a young maid

    He uses the tools of his trade.

    He spreads sugared glazes

    And strews honeyed phrases-

    A blizzard of sweet cassonade.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    March 1, 2017

  • Sweet flora is apt to astonish us,

    As nature is pleased to admonish us,

    For sardony's breath

    Makes mock of our death:

    Her last laugh is risus sardonicus.

    February 28, 2017

  • Laquearia is a genus of fungi in the Rhytismatales order. The relationship of this taxon to other taxa within the order is unknown (incertae sedis), and it has not yet been placed with certainty into any family.1

    It also can mean a paneled ceiling. This is used in literary works such as The Waste Land, and Aeneid.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laquearia

    February 28, 2017

  • A bullock at work that barrow-tram

    Was otherwise only a callow lamb.

    He met a faux gypsy

    Who helped him get tipsy

    Then took all his cash with a tarot scam.

    February 28, 2017

  • See rawboned.

    February 28, 2017

  • Do tenants or sharecroppers ofter

    Lay claim as to whose bed is softer?

    The mezzadro is freer

    In his mezzeria,

    But none is so quaint as the crofter.

    February 27, 2017

  • If a heart has a feeble or slow tick

    There's a tried and a true medico trick.

    They virtually seize it

    And rhythmically squeeze it

    With drugs that are called inotropic.

    February 26, 2017

  • The Word of the Day, if you will,

    Is only the grist for the mill

    The rhymes in their dread pace

    Cascade down the headrace

    So the rumble of verse is not still.

    February 25, 2017

  • Rob Burns wrote some verse on a louse -

    Apostrophized once a wee mouse.

    Was I out of school when

    We studied his fool-hen

    Or has he not honored the grouse?

    February 24, 2017

  • I take a great pleasure in knowing

    That aftermath follows on mowing.

    This naming of eddish

    Has turned to my fetish

    And foggage foretells the next sowing.

    February 23, 2017

  • Like words that hide in ellipsis

    Or planets obscured by eclipses,

    Some peace-seeking prey

    Have mastered a way

    To thrive under threat using crypsis.

    February 22, 2017

  • See comments at cheese dream.

    February 21, 2017

  • n. An especially vivid and/or bizarre dream.

    n. An open-faced sandwich of grilled or broiled cheese on bread.

    I came across this term in a Guardian interview with Lorraine Bracco:

    The famous fill Bracco’s conversation. Somehow, though, it feels less like namedropping than her just being one of those people for whom life ended up like an ongoing cheese dream, random faces drifting by. Madonna turns up here, Christopher Walken there.

    https://www.theguardian.com/film/2017/feb/20/lorraine-bracco-goodfellas-the-sopranos-martin-scorsese

    It seems to be a British expression and may be founded in a study of British cheeses published by the British Cheese Board in 2005 claiming to have determined that eating cheese just before going to bed can affect your dreams. It further claimed that the type of cheese you ate controlled what sort of dream you had: Stilton for bizarre effects, cheddar for dreams of celebrities, etc.

    http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4851485

    I have seen it used as two words and as a hyphenated word. The definition I provide above is my best guess at the application of this term. Can anyone add more to this?

    (For the sake of completeness I include the sandwich definition but I am in no way curious about that. It has a Wikipedia entry.)

    February 21, 2017

  • A sailor should be a good knotter

    And know how to rig his lines tauter:

    So master the riches

    Of bowline and hitches

    And humble but mem'rable snotter.

    February 21, 2017

  • My tea, made of herbs and holistic,

    Has a health-giving characteristic:

    It soothes and it tames

    Intestines in flames

    Because it is antiphlogistic.

    February 20, 2017

  • The egg can be coy and just float;

    Her suitor though must locomote.

    An ambitious sperm

    Must earnestly squirm

    If ever he'll be a zygote.

    February 19, 2017

  • No doubt a precursor to the zigzagabout, which will bring traffic to a complete stop.

    February 19, 2017

  • If pretty miss mammoth should happen upon

    A masculine hunk of a mastodon

    Like trumpets his bellows,

    Her sighing like cellos,

    Will swell a primeval diapason.

    February 18, 2017

  • Thank you, ruzuzu.

    February 17, 2017

  • The dilettante's blossom is bright

    But withers in weather and light.

    The deep-rooted scholar,

    Though paler and smaller,

    Persists like a phreatophyte.

    February 17, 2017

  • That's going to be one big test tube!

    February 16, 2017

  • A true but a somewhat obscure fact

    Is wombats make cubes out of pure scat.

    This isn't a trick;

    They do shit a brick.

    I'll swear it and sign with a jurat.

    See also comments at scat.

    February 16, 2017

  • Also known as onychoschisis or lamellar dystrophy.

    See also onychorrhexis.

    February 15, 2017

  • onychoschizia n. The term onychoschizia includes splitting, brittle, soft or thin nails. (fingernails and toenails)

    http://www.aocd.org/?page=BrittleSplittingNail

    February 15, 2017

  • With nukes that fly across the sea

    We strive to balance bellicosity.

    The nations assume

    Their mutual doom,

    So peace is preserved by isostasy.

    February 15, 2017

  • When love's first mad exhilaration

    Gives way to a plan for affiliation

    Wise lovers adjust

    And temper their lust

    To tend to their domiciliation.

    February 14, 2017

  • You are kind, ruzuzu.

    February 13, 2017

  • In post-prison con convocation

    Alumni convene for confabulation.

    The ex-cons confer

    And try to concur

    On concepts of consociation.

    February 13, 2017

  • The insight of Barnum was pure -

    There's one born per minute for sure.

    That worm has not turned

    And nothing is learned

    So bunkum and folly perdure.

    February 12, 2017

  • From the model of gamomania I think gamophobia would be a better candidate.

    February 11, 2017

  • Old Ernest's odd look is brand new:

    He sports now a grand Fu Manchu

    And thinks it is chic

    To foster mystique

    By wearing a flowing kanzu.


    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    February 11, 2017

  • All together now: "Hello, msrose88!

    February 10, 2017

  • A peasant had only his farm

    To furnish the stuff for his arm,

    So faced armored horsemen

    And bloodthirsty Norsemen

    With only an axe called guisarme.

    February 10, 2017

  • Well, shake off the snow and have a cup of hot chocolate!

    February 9, 2017

  • If grace notes you'd have conferred upon

    The featureless drone of your wordathon,

    Keep reader alert!

    Your language invert

    By liberal use of hyperbaton

    February 9, 2017

  • The righteous who dress to defeat

    The slings and the arrows they meet

    Each morning will strap on

    A stout mental plastron

    And brace for the next crazy tweet.

    February 8, 2017

  • I knew that bilby was venerable, but I had no idea! This must be from before he was transported.

    February 7, 2017

  • The rhythms of verse should be fluent

    And rhymes come quick and congruent.

    It's often suggested

    A poet congested

    Use sleep as a sure deobstruent.

    February 7, 2017

  • By bioregionalism's grace

    Our maps will display a new face.

    The borders it draws

    Scorn language and laws.

    It's nature that outlines a place.

    February 6, 2017

  • The self-conscious cowpoke makes clear

    His chaps are not fellows but gear,

    His high heels and spurs

    Are what he prefers

    And mark him a bold pistoleer.

    February 5, 2017

  • Miss Gurney is fallen and anchored

    After one too many a tankard.

    Is it fitter to fetch her

    By litter or stretcher

    Or summon an elegant brancard?

    February 4, 2017

  • Consider the bees' looted hives

    And kine in their bucolic lives,

    Kept safe in their lairages

    From natural ravages

    En route to the abbatoir's knives.

    February 3, 2017

  • A city gives refuge at cost:

    Imperial favor is lost.

    Czar Donald the Great

    Will not hesitate

    To punish a rebel volost.

    February 2, 2017

  • The sybarite does as he pleases,

    No shame or regret ever teases,

    And each night he knows

    The sweet deep repose

    Of living without synteresis.

    February 1, 2017

  • The alchemist, bubbling with lust,

    Cried, "Love me, my lovely! You must!

    I'll brew in my matrass,

    A philter that's matchless

    Else surely my heart will combust."

    January 31, 2017

  • It's gospel to haughtier folks

    That puns are inferior jokes.

    While quibbles evince

    A groan and a wince

    They're witty if called equivoques.

    January 30, 2017

  • Note a typo in the second GNU definition where a "g" is printed instead of the correct "q." The word is quibble. Also see comments at quibble for Sam Johnson's eloquent and funny take on Shakespeare's fondness for quibbles (puns).

    January 30, 2017

  • EAMHarris, go to edify for edification. This is, among other things, a dictionary.

    January 29, 2017

  • I see clearly how it's gonna be:

    While Donald's a mastermind wannabe

    There's more that's astute in

    Sly Vladimir Putin.

    Prepare for a harsh heteronomy.

    January 29, 2017

  • Some fail at the truth, though they try.

    Some fear climate change, so deny,

    But the true eco-terrorist's

    The cold-blooded errorist

    Who knowingly sells the big lie.

    January 28, 2017

  • Thank you, zuzu. That one was a challenge and I appreciate your noticing.

    January 27, 2017

  • The marriage did once in bliss persist

    Until she discovered he'd kissed her sis

    With passion so awful

    'Twas sister-unlawful

    And ruptured forever their systasis.

    January 27, 2017

  • When systasis was selected as Word of the Day, June 24, 2015, I wrote a limerick based on a mistaken notion of its pronunciation. This is embarrassing, especially as it follows on the discovery of my quaff gaff. I could try the eye rhyme dodge, but that would be unpersuasive in a limerick. Now that systasis is once again the Word of the Day I could delete and replace the old limerick, but that feels rather dishonest. I will let the old limerick remain. Like the corpses (or corpses in the making) of criminals that were once hung from gibbets to admonish some and gratify others, I will leave it in place:

    The wages of sin were exhibited

    As pirates at Tyburn were gibbeted

    To serve as a warning,

    That crimes still a-borning

    And errors in train be inhibited.

    January 27, 2017

  • Maybe because it's a list of words ending in "-trix."

    January 27, 2017

  • You are too kind, bilby. If you only knew the things I have been compared to! And the superlatives are worse.

    January 26, 2017

  • See also comments at birling.

    January 26, 2017

  • A lumberjack proves he is sterling

    By showing he's skillful at birling.

    This so fills with thrills

    The sweet lumberjills

    They queue up in lines for a twirling.

    See also comments at birl.

    January 26, 2017

  • See suggestions at inpeccinate.

    January 25, 2017

  • In response to the following query from AnnePern;

    Hi All,

    A friend is looking for a word that means to make something a sin, akin to "medicalize."

    Any suggestions?

    Thanks!

    Anne

    If I understand correctly you are not looking for an equivalent to “commit a sin” but for something to mean “to designate or to classify as a sin.”

    anathematize is one possibility.

    v. To cause to be, or to declare as, an anathema or evil.

    But that may be more subjective and context-dependent than you want – closer to condemn (which is also a possibility).

    incriminate might come close, but that applies more to the actor than the act.

    impeccable comes to mind as describing a condition nearly opposite of what you are looking for.

    adj. Incapable of sin or wrongdoing.

    After some reflection on the roots of both incriminate and impeccable (which entries see) I suggest:

    inpeccinate; v. transitive To designate, classify, or declare a specified action to be sinful.

    January 25, 2017

  • The victims surviving the wreck

    Begin the quadrennial trek,

    In Winter begun

    But South to the sun

    And end to a life as a zek.

    January 25, 2017

  • He relishes fanfare and tubthump

    But tepid reactions will bug Trump,

    So fragile his pride

    He cannot abide

    The quiet and wavering mugwump.

    January 24, 2017

  • Mankind in its imperfect wisdom

    Builds many a governing system,

    But powers entropic

    Inhere in this topic

    So tending them all toward bossism.

    January 23, 2017

  • For too long this circus has lacked

    A memorable signature act.

    Ms Conway provides it,

    Sits boldly astride it:

    The untamed alternative fact.

    January 22, 2017

  • Thank you, bilby.

    January 22, 2017

  • Like moles in the darkness we grope

    To unearth a rhyme or a trope.

    For means to compare

    Our sense of despair

    We dig in the mine of wanhope.

    January 22, 2017

  • Electoral purists learn new tricks,

    Like playing with poems or Poohsticks,

    To cope with the trial

    Of internal exile

    And abide for a while as refuseniks.

    January 21, 2017

  • I have just listened to a half dozen audio clips that all pronounce it to rhyme with off or cough. This is bad news for my limericks.

    In my native dialect, the fast disappearing one of eastern New England, laugh and half might have the vowel that pterodactyl hears in quaff.

    January 21, 2017

  • I am glad you like it, zuzu. I have a hunch there are lots more out there.

    January 21, 2017

  • For rhymes with quaff see comments at sclaff and bibliotaph.

    January 21, 2017

  • Addicted to money and sex he

    Induces in some apoplexy.

    Oh, what's gone amiss

    That one such as this

    Today is anointed our prexy?

    January 20, 2017

  • A trump to the limit is trumpsimus,

    If trumpier outright presumptuous.

    But Trump in the rough

    Is trumpy enough

    For chumps and their comforting mumpsimus.

    January 19, 2017

  • Forget all your fussy statistics

    For wealth is a game of heuristics.

    Getting more than your neighbor

    With minimum labor

    Is practicing good chrematistics.

    January 18, 2017

  • While athletes may swear by athletics

    As central to bioenergetics.

    We aesthetes still know

    An energy flow

    Is felt when we practice aesthetics.

    January 17, 2017

  • Oh, wonder not that he yammers on;

    He was to the bullshit manner born.

    His loftiest notion

    Is crude self-promotion

    It lives in the genes of the fanfaron.

    January 16, 2017

  • For an interesting discussion of "to the manner born" and its illegitimate spawn "to the manor born" see

    http://www.word-detective.com/2011/10/to-the-manner-manor-born/

    January 16, 2017

  • What better a haven could please us

    When orage and outrage besiege us

    Than a place that's pacific,

    Albeit quite mythic,

    The safe and unchanging East Jesus.

    January 15, 2017

  • I reckon the teacher respects me

    'Cuz he's all smart and intellecky

    And don't call me no fool

    For lovin' my mule

    But sez that we share a entelechy.

    January 15, 2017

  • His manner's a comical bastardism,

    A union of unction and braggardism,

    But soon comes the hour

    The clown will take power

    And shtick become serious blackguardism.

    January 14, 2017

  • I believe Brendan Behan coined this.

    See https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/East_Jesus

    January 14, 2017

  • I believe Brendan Behan coined this.

    See https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/East_Jesus

    January 14, 2017

  • Podunk. Also podunk. An interesting history. Lots of places claim to be the original Podunk.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Podunk

    January 13, 2017

  • witch's comment addresses the past tense of the verb to dog, which see. Among the many definitions there is:

    idiom dog it Slang To fail to expend the effort needed to do or accomplish something.

    January 13, 2017

  • Affluence is happiness' mimicry.

    To highlight the hidden asymmetry

    They've coined a new word

    You might not have heard:

    The useful but awkward ophelimity.

    January 13, 2017

  • The Church of Indifference's teaching

    Holds holiness not worth the reaching.

    Its superfluous clergy are

    Sunk deep in anergia

    And cannot be bothered with preaching.

    January 12, 2017

  • Since improv is extemporaneous

    The best are the quickest and zaniest.

    The slow and dull-witted

    Are wholly unfitted

    And they find the challenge frustraneous.

    January 11, 2017

  • I should think bowfarts are very unkind to those amidships.

    January 11, 2017

  • Yo, fozilla! I hope you will find the company congenial.

    January 10, 2017

  • The venue in vogue was the stage

    And plays about plague were the rage.

    His ague a blague yet

    Still vaguely on target

    Gave tongue to the fears of the age.

    January 10, 2017

  • Young people who crave now to know

    What fortune may some day bestow

    Will assuage this fancy

    With selenomancy

    And dance 'neath the pearly moonbow.

    January 9, 2017

  • Intentions are good, outcomes are not,

    We end twixt a rock and a hard spot.

    While bossy and silly

    She means well, this Milly,

    But Millicent's merely a marplot.

    January 8, 2017

  • A very versatile word which can be, among other things, a verb describing a kind of complementary blending -

    All muslims amicably fadge

    While mingling in making the hajj

    And, hajis returned,

    A title they've earned,

    And ever will wear like a badge.

    or it can be noun naming a kind of rustic loaf of bread -

    A clever bezonian bloke

    Has many a trick in his poke.

    He's able to cadge

    A freshly baked fadge

    With a jig, or a rhyme, or a joke.

    Or a short fat person -

    Poor Margaret's a dreamy pretender
    Who wants to be lithesome and slender.

    Alas! Pudgy Madge

    Is ever a fadge

    And exercise cannot amend her.

    It can mean a lot of other things but I have run out of rhymes.

    January 7, 2017

  • When traveling how sorely I miss her,

    My cat, the beguiling Clarissa!

    How sad 'tis to slumber

    Where she'll not encumber

    Nor wake to a tickling vibrissa.

    January 6, 2017

  • Said Bella, "I know how to swing.

    When boys say they'll pay for a fling

    I tell the bambini,

    'Then bring a mankini,

    'Cause I'll put your balls in a sling.'"

    January 5, 2017

  • No mapmaker serves his own whim;

    The naming’s not left up to him.

    Our heroes account

    For each soaring mount,

    But Indian words for a hydronym.

    January 4, 2017

  • The ploughman endures a cruel fate:

    Obliged as he is to hew straight.

    All day thus he walks

    In the shit of his ox

    To furrow the whole carucate.

    January 3, 2017

  • To sail waters peloponnesian

    Attend to the winds of the season,

    And haste to adjust

    To Meltemi's gust

    And go with the flow that's etesian.

    January 2, 2017

  • See also comments at Meltemi.

    January 2, 2017

  • Meltemi is the Greek and Turkish name for the well known etesian wind blowing from north to northwest across the Aegean Sea.

    http://www.weatheronline.co.uk/reports/wind/The-Meltemi.htm

    See also comments at meltemi.

    January 2, 2017

  • The Century definition addresses the origin of the term manzai but does not explain its contemporary application:

    Manzai (漫才?) is a traditional style of stand-up comedy in Japanese culture.

    Manzai usually involves two performers (manzaishi)—a straight man (tsukkomi) and a funny man (boke)—trading jokes at great speed. Most of the jokes revolve around mutual misunderstandings, double-talk, puns and other verbal gags.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzai

    We gaijin in our way can try:

    Remember that hoary standby

    And be not averse

    To "Who is on First"

    As an instance of Yankee manzai.

    January 1, 2017

  • trumple - v. To figuratively crush underfoot. To damage or destroy by actions or words employed with callous indifference to truth or consequences.

    Collected by Dr. W.G. Marx from a CBS News report on "mall brawls," Dec. 27, 2016.

    Civility's surface, though rumpled,

    Had never before wholly crumpled

    Till electoral games

    In this year of shames

    Saw standards of decency trumpled.

    December 31, 2016

  • The wondering world is aghast

    At change that has happened so fast

    And quivers with dread

    That what we've been fed

    Is only a foul antepast.

    December 31, 2016

  • Note a typo in the Century definition: "light" should be "fight."

    December 30, 2016

  • There's nothing will Angus abash

    Once fed with the juice of the mash.

    Then, reft of all shame,

    Indifferent to blame,

    A ceilidh he'll make a stramash.

    December 30, 2016

  • It's Angus's dream to be doused

    In the finest distillery's browst,

    To float and submerge

    In gluttonous splurge,

    Emerging quite perfectly soused.

    December 29, 2016

  • The breadth of the new moon's girth might

    Be darkest when viewed on the first night,

    But the sun's growing blaze

    On successive days

    Will outline the glow of the earthlight.

    December 28, 2016

  • For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at neomenia and psychasthenia.

    December 27, 2016

  • For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at psychasthenia and xenia.

    December 27, 2016

  • We visit again poor Eugenia,

    An anchoress now in Armenia,
    Unable to stir
    From helpless longueur
    And locked in a deep psychasthenia.

    For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at neomenia and xenia.

    December 27, 2016


  • Engage only with trepidation

    Those debts that proceed in rotation.

    The risk is substantial

    In matters financial

    That trap you in endless novation.

    December 26, 2016

  • He's downed milk and cookies aplenty

    So after a weary descent he

    Is pleased with the treat

    Of hot milk and wheat,

    For Santa is fond of frumenty.

    December 25, 2016

  • She offers a glance of shy surmise

    That hints a hope of sweet surprise.

    Her gaze is expressive

    But never excessive;

    Her looks speak volumes but subtilize.

    December 24, 2016

  • Beware of high fashion's appeals

    And perils that lurk in high heels.

    The danger that's grossest

    Is dread exostosis

    That marketers' cunning conceals.

    December 23, 2016

  • A chronogram for a desolate scene,

    A twelvemonth both wretched and mean:

    Though MeMory's vexed

    There's hope that the neXt

    ImproVes on vIle twenty-sIxteen.

    December 22, 2016

  • A sailboat's a thicket of slang:

    A salt links the gaff to the vang

    Or he may connect it

    By means of a becket

    That hooks up a shroud to a tang.

    December 22, 2016

  • "With wood spars, the conventional method used to attach the shroud and forestay is to use TANGS. Tangs are short metal straps usually with a crimp or bend to splay them out from the mast when in position."

    https://www.glen-l.com/free-book/rigging-small-sailboats-3.html

    December 22, 2016

  • Evade an importunate Claus

    Who rings for some nebulous cause

    With a scowl so emphatic

    It's aposematic.

    Escape in his stunned silent pause.

    December 20, 2016

  • It's common to many a prelate;

    Their age and their gender compel it.

    This rampant nocturia

    Afflicts the whole curia,

    As Vatican leakers will tell it.

    December 19, 2016

  • They've tried since Jimmy Hoffa died

    To honor him with proper pride,

    To answer the urge

    To play him a dirge

    With glockenspiel and ophicleide.

    December 18, 2016

  • The Highlands are treeless and boggy,

    The winters there chilly and foggy.

    Wise crofters repair

    To a fireside chair

    For talk and a comforting coggie.

    December 17, 2016

  • When daylight is short and branches bare
    My yearnings turn to Mexican fare.
    Some chicken in mole
    Or bowl of atole
    Can help me pretend that I'm there.

    December 16, 2016

  • The sun sends at times an epistle

    Through water condensed into crystal.

    A solar hello

    To creatures below

    In an arc called circumzenithal.

    December 15, 2016

  • I find no dictionary that defines "alities." All of the usage examples on this page are instances of the string's occurrence as part of a longer word. The presumed singular, ality, is defined in some places (including Wordnik and the OED) as a suffix. In the quote attributed to Dierdre Shaw "alities" is almost certainly a typo.

    December 15, 2016

  • John Clayton, a truly bizarre man,

    Is set among Hollywood's stars and

    We've only known him

    By this, his mononym -

    That swinger, the ape-man, our Tarzan.

    December 14, 2016

  • A lady in waiting mistook

    A page for the unabridged book.

    When damsel and donzel

    Entangled some tonsil

    The lady her waiting forsook.

    December 13, 2016

  • My dog drinks his brew without fail,

    Reviewing each batch with his tail.

    I know that he'll wag it

    For a big bowl of bragget.

    He does like his honey and ale.

    December 12, 2016

  • Did Ernest mislead by design?

    The preacher, not bright but benign,

    Assembles his homily

    By means of stichomancy

    Because he was told it's divine.


    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 11, 2016

  • The peacock prefers the boldly erotic

    And butterflies go for coyly exotic

    For dumb creatures must

    Thus signify lust

    By means that are biosemiotic.

    December 10, 2016

  • I grant we elected the crazy one

    While loathing the hideous ways he won.

    The vista dismays,

    Outrages the gaze,

    An eyesore, a stye, a chalazion.

    December 9, 2016

  • In addition to being a noun blessing is also the progressive or continuous form of the verb to bless.

    See http://www.verbix.com/webverbix/English/bless.html

    December 8, 2016

  • Oh, pity the good man's malaise

    Who grew up in honor's strait ways,

    In all things astucious,

    As wise as Confucius

    Yet governed by knaves in late days.

    December 8, 2016

  • Strange: The definition is of an enthusiastic interjection yet every usage example makes reference to losing (one's) shpadoinkle. Those users clearly regard it as a noun meaning something like "mind" or "composure."

    The word can be used to enthuse

    But usages tend to confuse.

    It changes like "boink"ll,

    This shifting shpadoinkle,

    And sometimes it's something you lose.

    December 7, 2016

  • See also spag bol.

    December 7, 2016

  • A Britishism for spaghetti bolognese.

    December 7, 2016

  • The true sporting fan's not a shouter,
    No brazen uncritical touter.
    He's both mind and heart,
    Like a patron of art:
    A loyal but discerning fautor.

    December 6, 2016

  • Of note in his psychical scenery are

    His boasts that he's king of Slovenia:

    A comical claim

    But nuts just the same,

    A sure sign of some paraphrenia.

    December 5, 2016

  • The Muses React to the 2016 Election

    Terpsichore writhes in some dance;

    Melpomene casts a glum glance.

    And once merry Thalia?

    She weeps, inter alia,

    While Clio, appalled, sits mumchance.

    December 4, 2016

  • Why do people seem always to "sit mumchance?" Cannot one stand, lie, stride or simply be mumchance?

    December 4, 2016

  • Thus endeth a season of bobbery

    Replete with conspicuous daubery.

    The master of squabbles

    Now gathers the baubles.

    Prepare for a circus of jobbery.

    December 3, 2016

  • Note that sclaff can be either a verb or a noun. Oddly the Word of the Day notification provides three definitions for its use as a verb only, yet all the examples supplied use it as a noun.

    December 2, 2016

  • In Scotland the golfers will quaff

    A dram before plying the staff,

    Then mar in their haze

    The luckless fairways

    With many a duff and a sclaff.

    December 2, 2016

  • Of course a thrifty (thriftey?) Scot would not spend an inessential "e" but I have a more expansive ancestry.

    I hope the Tasmanian hibernation has concluded.

    December 2, 2016

  • In Scotland on taking some whiskey
    The young men are prone to feel frisky,
    But liquor soon wilts
    What stirs in their kilts.
    Alas, a most chastening pliskie.

    December 1, 2016

  • Quintesabd, by entering your comments as new word entries you are creating a great deal of clutter and confusion. At the bottom of every word entry page is a comment box. Please put your comments there and click "Save." The results will be much cleaner, will give you access to some HTML formatting, and will remain editable by you

    November 30, 2016

  • The flesh of no nutria is suitable

    To pitch as a true nutraceutical.

    The trouble is that

    It's called a swamp rat

    And bias against it's immutable.

    November 30, 2016

  • There is the architectural application:

    Let's sit ourselves down and talk a while

    Of how may a portico beguile,

    And what are the graces

    Attending such spaces

    And tally the virtues of octastyle.

    But also this:

    The she-squid bestows a shy smile

    Permitting an amorous trial,

    Inviting his charms

    And myriad arms

    For loving that's done octastyle.

    November 29, 2016

  • I'm making it red white and blue

    As all good deplorables do.

    My patio ragstone

    I'm painting as flagstone

    To show I'm more loyal than you.

    November 28, 2016

  • Should dalliances usurp a date

    Then Trump will invoke a perk of state.

    If the day's come and gone

    Then the calendar's wrong.

    He'll order the gov to intercalate.

    November 27, 2016

  • Compare lurgy.

    November 26, 2016

  • An ailment that doctors can't tackle

    A sorceress with crystals and knack'll.

    She'll bring out the quartz

    To cure you of warts

    Or treat your marthambles with macle.

    November 26, 2016

  • Victorians loved their melodrama
    And spectacles like cosmorama,
    Now stale and passé;
    Amusements today
    Derive more from digits or pharma.

    November 25, 2016

  • The harvesters in from the gloam,

    Kids bright from the scrub and the comb.

    The windows alight

    Bejewel the night

    As darkness enfolds harvest-home.

    Happy Thanksgiving, all.

    November 24, 2016

  • Protect us from Polish spam mills,

    Purveyors of nostrums and pills.

    Oh, heed your fan clamor

    To bring the banhammer

    And cast out the scammers and shills.

    November 23, 2016

  • The bird as a whole is a boon treat

    But remnants are what we will soon eat

    In fragments instead -

    In fritters, on bread,

    And finally we'll sip it as spoon-meat.

    November 22, 2016

  • Mon Dieu! What a dégoutant deed!

    Cette blessure est vraiment putride!

    When you have an eschar

    You tend to it, n'est-ce pas?

    America, please now debride.

    November 21, 2016

  • In Scotland a good marriage broker

    Will find you a lass and will yoke her.

    If he's done his duty

    She may be no beauty

    But bring you a generous tocher.

    November 20, 2016

  • The gourmet is cursed by the fates

    To crave only rarest of cates.

    Though plain food may nourish

    Yet he needs a flourish

    And only the Lucullan sates.

    November 19, 2016

  • The Grant's ranch was tranquil and gracious

    But Barbara and Rob disputatious.

    To praise argy-bargy

    They chose "RG bar G"

    To brand their own wide open spaces.

    November 18, 2016

  • The few times I have heard this term used have mostly been while watching television coverage of the Tour de France. The venerable announcing team of Phil Liggett and Paul Sherwen (both Brits) use it to describe the fierce bumping and jostling that goes on during sprint finishes. The definitions provided here all assume its application to verbal contention, but Liggett and Sherwen seem comfortable with it in a physical context.

    November 18, 2016

  • Events all conspire to annoy

    And forces of evil deploy.

    No ailment is timelier

    Than this cyclothymia

    That unbid gives moments of joy.

    November 17, 2016

  • The Lord of Misrule make a paction

    With those of the frivolous faction

    To reign for a season

    Defying all reason

    And driving the proud to distraction.

    This a reposting of a comment originally posted on October 25, 2015 which was accidentally deleted. We REALLY need some sort of safeguard associated with the delete button. A single touch activates it. There is no “are you sure” warning and no way of undoing.

    November 16, 2016

  • A third option is perfervid, which unambiguously implies excess.

    November 16, 2016

  • Competitive pumpkiners know

    The road to blue ribbon is slow.

    Accomplish your giantism

    With patience and scientism

    And pray that the monster will grow.

    November 16, 2016

  • I am surprised that none of the dictionaries that Wordnik aggregates provides a definition for this word. When I was growing up in New England this was the common childhood term for excrement. I don’t know to what extent American dialect varies on this, but versions of the word are pervasive in European languages.

    Wikipedia provides a fascinating discussion of cacāre and its descendants:

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_profanity#Cac.C4.81re:_to_defecate

    The whole article on Latin profanity is entertaining.

    See also kakistocracy and cacatopia.

    November 15, 2016

  • The polity's trust has been rended

    And amity's wagon upended,

    A brute renversement

    A bouleversement

    A wreck that's not readily mended.

    November 15, 2016

  • The prospect's now so scary that

    The thought's no place to tarry at.

    Our doom is presaged

    By the loud and enraged

    The howling trumpenproletariat

    November 14, 2016

  • trumpenproletariat – n.  A class of American voters, privileged by race and income, who nevertheless nurse an overweening sense of grievance and share a conviction that they are the victims of both ambitious ethnic minorities and mysterious “elites.” They are characterized by nostalgia for a golden age that never was and limitless credulity.

    Cf. lumpenproletariat.

    November 14, 2016

  • A system engaged in autopoiesis

    Replenishes loss but never increases.

    Is it fated to go

    Forever on so,

    Or comes there a time when it ceases?

    November 14, 2016

  • As ketchup can tend to confuse

    The kids must be given some clues:

    It's goop pseudoplastic

    So shaking extracts it;

    Unshaken it never will ooze.

    November 13, 2016

  • A friend called this very odd combination of definitions to my attention:

    daven - n, a person with a huge cock

    However, the example given, " Dude, that's such a huge Daven! ", applies the term not to the whole person but to the appendage itself.

    http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Daven

    If you read the prayers aloud

    You've blessings of which to be proud.

    A ritual maven

    Encouraged to daven

    Is bound to be found well-endowed.

    November 12, 2016

  • Boys come to the Greek teacher's door

    When cheated by Cook and implore,

    "He's up to his mean tricks

    And shorting my choenix.

    I pray you, Dear Master, some more!"

    November 12, 2016

  • n. A Greek dry measure, mentioned by Homer, and originally the daily ration of a man, but varying from a quart to over a quart and a half.

    November 12, 2016

  • It can mean to whine or to twirl,

    To quiver or else to unfurl,

    A wheel or a sample

    Or thrill, for example.

    My head's in a whirl over tirl.

    November 11, 2016

  • In the Highlands when angling for trout

    Be silent or whisper - don't shout.

    You'll displease your gillie

    With conduct that's silly.

    Wade gently and don't ever plout.

    November 10, 2016

  • Misfortunes quite often are karmic -

    The evil we've done and the harm stick.

    We sicken at last

    From sins of the past

    But good deeds are alexipharmic.

    November 9, 2016

  • Election Day, 2016

    We simply don't know what to think!

    Just how have we come to this brink?

    In absence of knowledge we

    Abandon psephology

    And flee to the solace of drink.

    November 8, 2016

  • Announce something new on email
    And Hillary hauled off to jail:
    A manufactroversy
    That persists perversely.
    It's bait they will take without fail.

    November 7, 2016

  • My self-assigned daily challenge is to write a limerick that rhymes on the Word of the Day (WotD). I have occasionally posted a limerick that included the WotD somewhere other than at the end of a line, but only rarely. A word like circumduce is especially troublesome because it is a transitive verb and it takes some engineering to place it naturally at the end of a line. I came up with a serviceable solution after reading that the word is an adornment of Scottish law. The Rangers and the Celtics (the “Old Firm”) are famously bitter football rivals in Glasgow, so it seemed apt to acknowledge a Scottish connection.

    Not only is the verb transitive but it seems to pair with only one direct object – “term”. Every usage example uses the verb in the phrase “circumduce the term.” I bethought myself of some way of writing a limerick on that phrase rather than on the verb alone. It looked unlikely but there is perverse inspiration to be got from current events. The 2016 Clinton/Trump presidential election is two days away and it is a great stimulant to the imagination.

    Elections circumduce the term

    So pauses Trump to spruce his perm.

    He thinks that election

    Can spread his infection,

    And gleefully he'll loose the germ.

    November 6, 2016

  • The Old Firm are Glaswegian tribes

    Whose loyalists hate circumscribes.

    Why not call a truce

    They can't circumduce

    And give up the insults and jibes?

    November 6, 2016

  • Biologists greedily dream

    Of a captive microbial team,

    To build a colossus

    Of new bioprocess,

    A rich biotechnical scheme.

    November 5, 2016

  • It seems to me a tasteless lapse
    To march about with saintly scraps.
    The apter territory
    For any feretory
    Is seen through a pane in the apse.

    Note. I have found three suggested pronunciations for this word: fer-uh-TORY, fuh-RET-urry, FERRET-tree.

    November 4, 2016

  • For plain folk to get the straight dope
    A lecture was one way to cope.
    The ones they liked best,
    So records attest,
    Were blessed with an epidiascope.

    November 3, 2016

  • Our sins do a burdensome toll take.
    While prayer and works on the whole make
    Our vile purgatory
    A less lengthy story
    The ticket to heaven's the soul-cake.

    Compare dumb-cake.

    November 2, 2016

  • toped?

    November 1, 2016

  • In Autumn is death's shadow cast

    On thoughtless lad and callow lass.

    The death lust they show

    Is fervent but faux

    The eve of the feast of Hallowmas.

    November 1, 2016

  • What mischievous rhymes can I call up
    That wouldn't be utter codswallop?
    It's driving me dotty
    To find something naughty
    In a word that's as harmless as hollop.

    October 31, 2016

  • Tonight pay the devil his due

    And savor the witches' strange brew

    As bandits and zombies

    And other bad hombres

    Cause many a shriek and a grue.

    October 31, 2016

  • "The worst thing a man can do is go bald. Never let yourself go bald." Donald J. Trump

    He looked in the mirror appalled,

    His tonsure a horror and heart-scald

    And took then to building

    With fleece of much gilding

    A pelt to conceal that he's bald.

    October 30, 2016

  • While humorous verses are jolly

    The words if unheard are mere folly

    The laugh we provoke

    By telling a joke

    Is purely the listener's quale.

    October 29, 2016

  • I read in a serious bestiary

    A clownfish can cause its sex to vary.

    I know it may sound

    Like I'm clowning around

    But trust me, I'm strictly a textuary.

    October 28, 2016

  • Oh, alexz! Say it ain't so.

    October 27, 2016

  • See also comments at red-tapist.

    October 27, 2016

  • The office of humor correction

    Has experts at offense detection.

    Each earnest red-tapist

    Maintains a bad-jape list

    Of jokes that will cause an objection.

    See also comments at red-tapism.

    October 27, 2016

  • A plowshare first sounded terrific

    But vomer seemed more scientific,

    Then after a while

    I loved pygostlye

    As sweet to the ear philornithic.

    October 26, 2016

  • Poor Ernest's affront caused him shame

    And liquor again was to blame.

    If only he'd drunk less

    He'd not have been frontless

    Nor owe now effrontery's claim.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    October 25, 2016

  • The wee pest's a dangerous vector

    But heed this key gender corrector:

    The gal gallinipper

    Alone's the blood sipper;

    The guy bugs imbibe only nectar.

    October 24, 2016

  • He's glad that you fill up his meal-pock
    But spare him your flattering sweet talk.
    He'll not be your friend
    So don't condescend
    To a pauper as proud as a peacock.

    October 23, 2016

  • Sweet reason's political nemesis,

    Or so some experienced men insist,

    Is Sarah's sour cant

    Informing Don's rant,

    An instance of strange palingenesis.

    October 22, 2016

  • A biker to feel well-endowed

    Requires an engine that's loud.

    At daybreak he'll rev it -

    The neighborhood levet -

    Then flee from the rage of the crowd.

    October 21, 2016

  • A consummate broth, experts say,
    Is filtered the albumin way.
    The soup you create
    When you elutriate
    Is elegant clear consommé.

    October 20, 2016

  • Despairing the rhymester hurls curses

    At info that Wordnik disperses:

    Though clumsy and kludgy

    Oh, call them not nugae

    Or damn them as trivial verses.

    October 19, 2016

  • Research reveals that nugae is pronounced as though it were spelled "new-jee." There are other possibilities for a terminal "-ae" and you can read some of these discussed in comments at lunula.

    October 19, 2016

  • A comfortable conscience balm's creed

    Holds charity nurtures harm's seed:

    Don't coddle the poor

    But give them a cure

    By nobly withholding almsdeed.

    October 18, 2016

  • His slowly diminishing hair

    Is causing the Donald despair.

    He's fighting the tide

    But cannot abide

    His pink pate should baldly transpare.

    October 17, 2016

  • Our laughter when humor is light

    May soar like the swallows at night

    But cynical drollery

    Can conjure a volery

    Where fluttering never takes flight.

    October 16, 2016

  • She was to the eye a delighter,

    To hot-blooded youth an exciter,

    But cold hemolymph

    Filled veins of that nymph

    And no ardent boy could ignite her.

    October 15, 2016

  • The boffins with patient precision

    Examine each tiny collision

    And don't give a darn -

    Not one femtobarn -

    For ignorant cries of derision.

    October 14, 2016

  • An oracular fellow named Clancy

    Claimed knowledge of scapulimancy.

    But a blade from a sternum?

    He could not discern 'em,

    So forecasts were generally chancy.

    October 13, 2016

  • Consider the throughput travail

    Designing a new bioswale.

    Input the terrain

    And volume of rain

    And hear the weary BIOS wail.

    October 12, 2016

  • His manner is cheerful and breezy,

    Asserting all remedies easy,

    But airy solutionism

    Is trumped by his Putinism

    And more than foolhardy - he's sleazy.

    October 11, 2016

  • Oh pity the spokesperson's woes!

    Exposed to the jibes of his foes,

    The surrogate's spin job

    Must dress up in kincob

    A king who is wearing no clothes.

    October 10, 2016

  • Old Angus was given to moochin'

    But Scotsmen in thrift have few kin.

    When he begged a smoke

    They claimed to be broke

    And not one would open his spleuchan.

    October 9, 2016

  • The rumors abound in the town

    That wealth's not the cause for renown.

    No, Donald's real claim

    To nationwide fame

    Is status as creepiest clown.

    October 8, 2016

  • In the Autumn of 2016 the United States, and lately the UK as well, has been plagued by creepy clown sightings:

    CBS News, October 8, 2016

    Hoax or threat? Clown sightings fuel panic nationwide

    There’s been a wave of creepy clown sightings across the United States. Going back to late August, there have been dozens of reports of threatening clowns, largely centered around schools and colleges.

    Many have been dismissed by law enforcement as pranks, but more than a dozen people have been arrested in connection with the sightings. Whether they are pranks, threats or actual sightings, police and other officials have to take them seriously as a potential threat to safety. That’s starting to drain resources from law enforcement agencies, who are also concerned about feeding into hysteria…

    See coulrophobia.

    October 8, 2016

  • A suspect avowal of stigmatism

    Is tested with maximum rigorism.

    Hysterical miracles

    Imperil the clericals

    And threaten to trigger a schism.

    October 8, 2016

  • It is good to have you with us.

    October 7, 2016

  • When amorous urges accelerate
    A prudent seducer will hesitate.
    As moods can be fickle
    First test with a tickle.
    It's safer at first if you vellicate.

    October 7, 2016

  • After posting my Word of the Day limerick on life-car I became curious to see what one looked like and to know if they had ever been put to practical use, so I ventured on to the net and discovered an interesting story.

    An American named Joseph Francis invented the life-car in the mid 19th Century and it was used in the saving of many lives from wrecks near the shore. Francis’s achievement seems to have been first recognized by foreign nations and he received recognition and awards from many countries. He was in Europe, perhaps to accept some of these accolades, when a Captain Douglass Ottinger of the United States Revenue Cutter Service applied to congress for a grant to recompense him for the invention of the life-car. Since Francis was not there to dispute Ottinger’s claim the congress awarded Ottinger $10,000. Only many years later was Francis recognized by congress with a gold medal. You can read an account of the matter here and see an image of a life-car here.

    How shameful that envious strife mar
    What ought to be Francis's bright star,
    For Ottinger's claim
    Occluded his fame
    For gifting the world with his life-car.

    October 6, 2016

  • The best choice for rescue by far -

    As cozy as man and his wife are!

    When next you're ship-wrecked

    Be sure you select

    The safety and speed of the life-car!

    October 6, 2016

  • I once was a sea salt exalter

    But desiccant preferences alter.

    At present I think

    That Himalayan pink

    Is key for the gourmet drysalter.

    October 5, 2016

  • Swamp gases make pond water bubbly

    And snowfall confuses things doubly.

    The mingling's not nice

    For mid-winter ice,

    Which skaters will find sadly hubbly.

    October 4, 2016

  • Cassandra with far-seeing eyes

    Was cursed with the gift to previse.

    Her passionate pleading

    Yet yielded no heeding,

    For truth needs a pleasing disguise.

    October 3, 2016

  • The climate deniers are dense,

    Unwilling to listen to sense.

    There's little occasion

    For fruitful persuasion -

    The effort's a noble misspense.

    October 2, 2016

  • The commune's nudist agrarianism

    The neighbors call lewd barbarianism.

    The counsel I give

    Is live and let live

    In tolerant latitudinarianism.

    October 1, 2016

  • Though comics and internet wags can

    Make fun of faux hair and his gag tan,

    Suspicion still lingers

    That such tiny fingers

    Are marks of the natural magsman.

    September 30, 2016

  • Though you may prefer to meditate

    Or idly to ponder and speculate,

    Should thinking involve

    Some problem to solve

    You'd better prepare to excogitate.

    September 29, 2016

  • Ms Williams, quite fetchingly made

    And big in the movie star trade,

    Unable to act

    (A regrettable fact),

    Excelled in the old aquacade.

    September 28, 2016

  • News item: Trump Praises Self During, After Debate for Not Bringing Up Bill Clinton’s Infidelity

    The Donald traversed discourtesy's axis

    From casually rude to utterly classless.

    Self-praise for his silences

    On Bill's misalliances

    Is no more than thuggishly crude apophasis.

    September 27, 2016

  • A buffet for plain folk must do,
    Though some will say smorgasbord too,
    But a table of nosh
    If the setting is posh
    Turns into a true ambigu.

    September 27, 2016

  • When Autumn turns chilly and umbrous

    And burdens once light become cumbrous,

    The long shadows deepen,

    The way seems to steepen.

    And pilgrims grow weary and slumbrous.

    September 26, 2016

  • OED:

    umbrous — 1. Lying in the shade; shady, shadowed.

    September 26, 2016

  • The doctor said, "Sorry, amigo;

    I know it's a blow to the ego:

    That flab that you cache

    Has done something rash.

    It's blooming with wild intertrigo."

    September 25, 2016

  • The gaucho at end of the day

    Reclines with his gourd of maté.

    His hammock will swing,

    His gaucha will sing

    To the beat of mano and metate.

    September 24, 2016

  • The stock of his gun, so it's said,

    He notched for each man he shot dead;

    What meaning then place on

    The emargination

    That pocked the headboard of his bed?

    September 23, 2016

  • In New Pagan lit's strange arena

    They work for an antique patina.

    They'll quote and they'll cite

    By wizard and rite

    To build up a mystic catena.

    September 22, 2016

  • A hussar must dress with panache

    From spurs to his sash and mustache;

    And he must afford

    A damascene sword

    Adorned with a fine sabretache.

    September 21, 2016

  • Curmudgeons will always get cranky
    At toffs who won't call it a hanky:
    "To call it a mouchoir
    Is Frenchified bushwa,
    But snot rag does fine, very frankly."

    September 20, 2016

  • Mustafa, who ruled once in Jaffa,

    Insisted his women wear caffa.

    A lip-hugging veil

    To be worn without fail

    Was known as Mustache of Mustafa.

    September 19, 2016

  • Some lumberjacks, when it is rainy,
    Make tabletops - rustic and grainy.
    It's work they can get
    When weather is wet
    And uses what's knotted and waney.

    September 18, 2016

  • When parties set out to augment

    They'll boast that they have a large tent,

    But under that big top

    The clowning is nonstop

    To flatter the crazy margent.

    September 17, 2016

  • True saintliness calls for some proof:

    One, praying, might drift to the roof,

    Or, best of all data,

    Could bear the stigmata,

    The blessing of wounds in the loof.

    September 16, 2016

  • The cows feast on green grass and clover

    Till seasons of fresh growth are over,

    Then autumn fields shorn

    To dry stalks of corn

    Will make up their wintering stover.

    September 15, 2016

  • The Donald sows discord and fear

    With nonsense I'd rather not hear.

    Since life's less chaotic

    When listening's dichotic

    I've learned how to turn a deaf ear.

    September 14, 2016

  • A wonderful vessel, the neti pot,

    A tool every New Ager's got:

    A sort of a costrel

    You stick up your nostril

    To sluice out your stubbornest snot.

    September 13, 2016

  • Pygmalion carved Galatea
    And gave himself instant dyspnea.
    The girl of his making
    He made so breathtaking
    He gasped and he panted to see her.

    September 12, 2016

  • A life can be rendered tumult'ous

    If plagued by persistent singultus

    And peace so much riven

    That some folk are driven

    To seek out the help of occultists.

    September 11, 2016

  • If new to environs monastic

    You'll find that the silence is drastic.

    They frown on the phonic

    So monks are laconic,

    Conversing in bursts holophrastic.

    September 10, 2016

  • I checked it out on Wikipedia

    And other reliable media

    So safely I'll scoff

    At the smug autotroph

    Extolling the joys of inedia.

    See also breatharian and comments at photovore.

    September 9, 2016

  • My recipes feature efficacy

    Eschewing all fuss and complicacy.

    A poulet compliqué

    Would ruin my day.

    I'll stew up my bird in a fricassee.

    September 8, 2016

  • A sultan could put up a minaret

    But virtuous actions are better yet.

    He'll garner more blessing

    By simply addressing

    The needs of the poor in an imaret.

    September 7, 2016

  • Poor Huggins felt silly and truly dumb

    To learn he was wrong on nebulium.

    If he had been able

    To add to the table

    The next thing he'd name was nofoolium.

    September 6, 2016

  • A prophet in Egypt's old system

    Had curious aids to assist him.

    While thinking up answers

    He watched sacred dancers

    Who bent to the beat of the sistrum.

    September 5, 2016

  • True, rhetoric and its devices

    The mischievous in me entices,

    But having now tripped upon

    That devil polyptoton

    I deem them all devious vices.

    September 4, 2016

  • There are French words such as garage that the English have dressed up in local fashion (rhymes with marriage) while Americans have preserved some of the native sound (rhymes with barrage). Sirvente is such a one.

    The Brits, as often their bent,

    Domesticate Gallic sirvente.

    The Yanks may still flaunt

    A proper sirvente

    But the English are intransigent.

    September 3, 2016

  • At sound of the grim reaper's chuckle

    Even the mighty must truckle.

    He finds it amusing

    To hear at his choosing

    Laments and a jolly death-ruckle.

    September 2, 2016

  • That rattle is dire serpentine -

    Your comfort and his don't align.

    The gauntlet is flung

    Before you are stung

    If the snake that you rile's crotaline.

    September 1, 2016

  • How quantum mechanics is quaint,

    Giving physics a mystical taint!

    Wee bits in rotation

    Achieve bilocation

    Which had been reserved to the saint.

    August 31, 2016

  • I don’t have strong feelings about latinx (although I do think it utterly lacks charm), but I don’t know what it provides that Latin does not. One of the American Heritage definitions cited in Wordnik is “n. A Latino or Latina.”

    August 30, 2016

  • It's a tide of the tawdry we're breasting.

    I pray we'll get on to the next thing,

    As Donald feigns shock

    At views of his cock

    Now Anthony's back to his sexting.

    August 30, 2016

  • Come share in my metrical whimsy,
    If not agin, then you are with me,
    For insight shows best
    As limerick dressed
    In humor and lively eurythmy.

    August 30, 2016

  • Young prophets who'll live out the fate

    Must cautiously anticipate.

    The old and the wise 'uns

    With looming horizons

    Have freedom to boldly vaticinate.

    August 29, 2016

  • Beg pardon if I dish some dirt:

    They never were angels, for cert.

    The Jack and the Jill

    Who went up that hill

    Were jackanapes and a jill-flirt.

    August 28, 2016

  • An odd one, this old-time incony:

    The word is elusive and funny;

    Meaning artless or fragile

    But, shifting and agile,

    It hops like a lexical bunny.

    August 27, 2016

  • A word popular in Shakespeare's day and unused since:

    OED

    Forms: Also inconie, in-conie, in conie, inconey, in conye.

    Etymology: A cant word, prevalent about 1600, of unascertained origin.

    It appears to have rhymed with money , compare coney n.1 Suggestions as to its derivation are that it represents French inconnu , or Italian incognito , unknown; that it is a variation of uncanny , unconnyincautious, etc. (see canny adj.); that it is connected with unco unknown, strange, etc.; but none of these is free from difficulty.

    The OED uses the past tense in guessing how the word might have been pronounced. Its meaning is likewise veiled in the mists of time.

    August 27, 2016

  • Itinerant troubadors tired

    But gigs at the palace required

    They stake their ascents on

    A winnowing tenson,

    Before they were comfortably hired.

    August 26, 2016

  • Does random unreason triumphant

    Explain the party's entrumpment,

    Or is it the working

    Of illness long lurking

    Whose presence at last is erumpent?

    August 25, 2016

  • Too clever by half, it's been said,

    If subject and science aren't wed.

    So use plane geometry

    And not craniometry

    To measure a simple blockhead.

    August 24, 2016

  • The bawdy is narrative's fodder
    And broad jest its babbling water.
    Jongleurs had a go
    With hot fabliaux
    And we work the famed farmer's daughter.

    August 23, 2016

  • What pleasure in geck the Scots take!

    In insults that sting like a snake

    It's limmer they'll fetch

    (Or skellum) for "wretch,"

    But scroyle is much like a smaik.

    Here's a provocative thought:

    Scots insults suit Donald a lot,

    Perhaps this is merited

    By genes he inherited.

    His mom was an immigrant Scot.

    August 22, 2016


  • Strange demons, it may be, compel him;

    Some think mental illness befell him.

    I rather suspect

    A cruder affect:

    The Donald is simply a skellum.

    August 21, 2016

  • A rock hound when he is wistful

    dreams gemstones garnered by fistful,

    And rock turned to prism

    By pleochroism -

    The trick of a magical crystal.

    August 20, 2016

  • The commonplace may hold truth's kernel
    And point the way to things supernal,
    So follow that arrow
    From a red wheelbarrow
    Or raise your eyes from Duchamp's urinal.

    August 19, 2016

  • Some cock may presume he's exec

    With general permission to peck

    But strutting your stuff

    May not be enough

    When the flock is aflutter with geck.

    August 18, 2016

  • A sailor who finds where he's at

    Adjusts to the long and the lat;

    Astronomers though

    To check any flow

    Will stick with a strict coelostat.

    August 17, 2016

  • Note that coelostat is pronounced "seal-o-stat" as in coelacanth or coeliac disease.

    August 17, 2016

  • When daylight's begun its decline

    And darkness is poured out like wine

    Our lusty young braves

    Like bats from their caves

    Emerge for the hunt vespertine.

    August 16, 2016

  • A trickster betrays his sly aim
    Assailing his foe without shame.
    To charge voting fraud
    In no way seems odd
    From one who has played the skin-game.

    August 15, 2016

  • Cosmologists peer far and wide,

    Putting issues of history aside.

    To hypermetropics

    Such trivial topics

    Are less than their minds can abide.

    August 14, 2016

  • His speeches can only fleece hicks
    Who'll swallow his dreary sleaze mix.
    They haven't a prayer —
    This snake oil purveyor
    Is famed as a thorough skeezicks.

    August 13, 2016

  • See vol-au-vent.

    August 13, 2016

  • "Gregarious" hints at a commonness,

    "Egregious", however's, more ominous.

    The first is preferred

    As part of the herd

    But, cousins, the words are paronymous.

    August 12, 2016

  • We've learned of our ancestors' yearning

    In scholarship subtly discerning

    Called archaeoastronomy,

    While paleoeconomy

    Is knowledge of primitive earning.

    August 11, 2016

  • Democracy's cycles are prone

    To flaws that the sages bemoan:

    Slick dealers hijack

    The passionate pack

    And try to elect a ladrone.

    August 10, 2016

  • My goodness! How do they say this in Hobart? Frafft? Frackit?

    Go to the site pasted below and hear some audio examples.

    http://www.memidex.com/fraught#audio

    It must be the effect of hanging bat-like from the bottom of the planet.

    August 10, 2016

  • Some private exchanges are fraught
    As innocent converse is not.
    In voices that collogue
    Hear treachery's prologue,
    The reptilian hiss of a plot.

    August 9, 2016

  • A vegan embraces fruitation

    With many a happy potation —

    A sovereign cure

    For all that's impure

    And slayer of cruel constipation.

    August 9, 2016

  • See comments at nutation.

    August 8, 2016

  • Hunting rhymes for "nutation" I looked into the legitimacy of "fruitation" and was disappointed to find that what little attention it draws is scorn as an unsophisticated stand-in for "fruition". This is too bad. I like the word and think that it nicely evokes an image of a tree laden with ripened fruit.

    We have a mulberry tree that, at midsummer when its branches droop with the weight of berries, is visited by crowds of birds, squirrels, chipmunks, etc., and cats in pursuit of the wild creatures. Even on windless days the tree pulsates as though palsied. Thus,

    The mulberry tree in fruitation
    Is swayed by a great disputation
    As critters at odds
    Cause tremors and nods
    And days of a steady nutation.

    I think fruitation works just fine here. For that matter nutation could just as well be applied in season to oaks or walnuts to describe both their abundance and their behavior:
    A language improves by mutation
    Producing delights like fruitation,
    Like saplings new-born
    From acorns wind-torn
    From oak trees that bend with nutation.

    August 8, 2016

  • The lamp of sweet reason grows dimmer
    And decency's quite gone aglimmer.
    He sucks up the light
    And brings on the night.
    The man is a lout and a limmer.

    August 7, 2016

  • Amid the political moil

    Republicans strive to be loyal,

    But this sorry fettle

    Will sure test their mettle,

    For Jumbo has spawned them a scroyle.

    August 6, 2016

  • We scurry in fortune's fierce race
    Till age makes us slacken the pace.
    We cease being rovers
    And guard our estovers
    And hope that we fade with some grace.

    August 5, 2016

  • Ety. note: Old French estover, estovoir, subst. use of estovoir to be necessary. (OED)

    August 5, 2016

  • Damn! I was hoping it was the study of armpits.
    See axillary.

    August 4, 2016

  • Does an incestuous furvert in heat do a furgent search among her furkin?

    August 4, 2016

  • The heat of the day can be cruel.

    We swelter and yearn to be cool,

    To sip a cold drink

    And watch the sun sink

    And soak in the sweet crepuscule.

    August 4, 2016

  • Greetings mohsin. I hope you will enjoy the experience.

    August 3, 2016

  • Our Ernest knows Wordnik's a tool

    To facet a phrase like a jewel.

    What does he mean really

    By calling you seely?

    Is saint what he names you-or fool?

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    August 3, 2016

  • A crafty pol should be a pickthank.

    When voters send an impolitic blank

    His career's not demolished;

    The apples he's polished

    Will land him a post in a think tank.

    August 2, 2016

  • While I am a tilting toddler in Wordnik years I am a shambling mutterer in terms of sun orbits. You Wordie veterans have amazingly rich lists. I put together a few lists to collect the lovely words I don't want to forget. Then I forget the lists. I still don't understand what tags do.

    August 2, 2016

  • The nature of humans is murky.

    Our moods make our preferences quirky.

    Who one day beguiles

    With laughter and smiles

    The next is a tedious birkie.

    August 1, 2016

  • Perhaps the cold grip of mortmain

    Or Olympian gods who ordain

    That men through the ages

    Indulge their wild rages

    Disposed to be always war-fain.

    July 31, 2016

  • When casting with fly fishing tackle

    The novice who has not the knack'll

    Find that such angling

    Is deeply entangling

    And wind up impaled and hamshackled.

    July 30, 2016

  • He fondled each farthing and ducat

    Before dropping them into his bucket.

    The comforting sound

    As they rattled around

    To him was both nocturne and tucket.

    July 29, 2016

  • Not like that repellent damn sham

    That callously plays with "wham bam,"

    But just helter-skelter,

    An innocent welter.

    There's nought to offend in ram-stam.

    July 28, 2016

  • A pussy foot can be an omen -
    Remember ex ungue leonem.
    The essence of Trump's
    Expressed in those stumps.
    Let Pussy become his cognomen.

    July 27, 2016

  • ex ungue leonem: from the claw (we may judge of) the lion : from a part we may judge of the whole.

    Merriam-Webster

    July 27, 2016

  • When hungry how low will we stoop

    Our dwindling strength to recoup?

    A bowl of panada

    Is better than nada.

    If need be I'll eat some bread soup.

    July 27, 2016

  • 'screenwalking' = walking along looking at your cellphone with no attention to what's going on around you.

    Credit to KAR201245.

    July 27, 2016

  • The gnomes are not fauna nor flora

    But gardens are blessed by their aura.

    Their magic potential

    May not be essential

    But some find them charmingly orra.

    July 26, 2016

  • His small talking skills being wayward

    He chattered at times like a jaybird.

    For marital peace

    His babble would cease

    If she uttered the pre-arranged nayword.

    July 25, 2016

  • The best way I know how to heal

    A pestilent rash popliteal

    Is immersing your knees

    As hot as you please

    Applying the cure-all balneal.

    July 24, 2016

  • From Wikipedia:
    "A gabion (from Italian gabbione meaning "big cage"; from Italian gabbia and Latin cavea meaning "cage") is a cage, cylinder, or box filled with rocks, concrete, or sometimes sand and soil for use in civil engineering, road building, military applications and landscaping."

    See these employed with increasing frequency in retaining walls along roads and highways.

    July 24, 2016

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