Absurd

Haplol’gy’s a bwu ‘iful word.,

Even eh trifle absurd.

I ain’t heard it afore..

Let’s all use it more.

33%’s almost a third.

Haplology… word of the day

October 3

haplology \hap-LAH-luh-jee\

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Definition

noun

:	contraction of a word by omission of one or more similar sounds or syllables

Sept- means “seven”; octo- “eight.” September is the 9th month; October is the 10th. Huh? How the months got their names.

Examples

The speech therapist assured the child’s parents that “the tendency towardshaplology will likely correct itself with age.”

“Haplology is responsible for a variety of forms found in rapid speech in English: not just probly, but also libry (library), nesry (necessary), interpretive (interpretative), and others.” — Gretchen McCulloch, Slate.com, 4 Apr. 2014

Thoughts

I wonder if people will know in the future why pots and kettles were black

Or why we drank so much sweet tea.

I think with George Osborne running the country we will need a whole lot more of that.

It’s the first General Election I didn’t vote in.I couldn’t leave mu husband alone.

When he fell it was 2,5 hours before the police picked him up.The ambulance never came… it was a Bank Holiday.That was when he got a lot worse.I lay on the bed and he was on the floor covered in blankets for nearly three hours.Then they manages to keep him in A and E till the end thus freeing a bed for some young drunk with a broken leg

Present with memories

A day of sudden changes;

Clouds

cross the sky

like whales swimming North in rows.

The sun was bright,dazzled my eyes

with gold and silver.

Wind cut across my face

like a slap from an angry father..

Those who love can also seem to hate us too..

The lure of that small childish body

tempts them to divert their anger towards it.

When the ones who hurt you

are also the ones you love,

it’s hard to know which direction to run in;

but it usually turns into a circle.

Retreating turns into a new arrival.

Straight lines might be better. though

On a spherical earth

difficult to find.

Even parallel lines meet

In their Riemannian geometry.

So we can never get away

Sometimes the best we manage

Is to increase the circle’s radius.

Though how is hard to know.

Do you love me or hate me?

Do you want me to stay or go?

What do I want?Do I have a me?

The memory of warmth draws me back

Like a cold lonely beast leaving the jungle

To lie down with a what appears to be a lamb,

Surprising the farmer up early to milk his animals

Finding a strange new one

Looking with tender,puzzled eyes

into His Human Fac

Stealing men

How like a mirror is this copper pan?

So often washed,so polished for effect

I feel it loves me, for I have no man

This image pleases well ,I now reflect.

I’ll never boil my hankies in this gem

Nor throw out water at the waul of cats

But perhaps I’ll use it when I love again.

To cook spaghetti or to steam his hat.

I bought it in a warehouse sale downtown

Along with cake forks,spoons and knives.

For spending too much money makes me frown;

And stealing men makes vengeful many wives .

Remember tragedy can fall on anyone.

And all too soon our journey will be done

A verse that seemed so free

'Twas but a reptile passing by.
It flew across the deep blue sky
Why do reptiles fly so high?
I'll love you till I die.

"Twas but a cat under the moon.
Did you have a silver spoon?
Why can't cats all waul in tune?
I'll love you very soon

'Twas but a wooden legged man,
Carrying a large brass saucepan.
Why can't men do what women can?
I'll love you better than.

Why are adverbs?
What are nouns?
why do circuses have clowns?
I'll love you lying down.

Where do dreams go in the day?
What game can we adults play?
Can you or can you not say?
I'll love you,in my way.

'Twas but a verse that seemed so free.
It floated over my oak tree.
I have eyes but cannot see.
I'll love you when I be

This is life

I was talking to David last night

He observed that at the funeral and elsewhere

It was I who had to comfort the mourners.

I wished I were in a religion like the Jewish

where the bereaved are cared for

They must tear their clothes and weep.

And they are comforted.

I got told,you were so dignified

but is that right at your husband’s funeral?

One man admired my dress!

I heard this music on the radio today.

we had it for you that day

and by chance it was already playing

I pressed the button.

You winked at me and then died… typical exactly….

the nurse used to open the window to let the soul out

so that is why I chose this even though to a snob it’s too popular.

Like food is too popular and water..

So was it a mere coincidence?

And Then, Suddenly: The Silver Fox!, or OMG I Have Hair!

Ceci N'est Pas Une Blog

Hair, someone told me once, was a sure sign of life. I.e., if you’re growing hair, you are alive. (There are other signs but hair is a definite yes-I-live). I’ve even heard that any mole with hair growing out of it––mole as in the things on your skin, not the things that dig holes in your yard––is almost certainly not a suspicious mole, because hair is a sign of life.

But here I’m talking mostly about head hair, which I lost pretty much all of to chemo. As I’ve said before, if I’d been younger, I’d have been devastated. My hair has been my obsession, probably bordering on fetish. I’ve had all kinds of hair:

This is my 1982 hair. (I’m the one on the left, smartass. The one on the right is George RR Martin. Just FYI.)

This is my 1986 hair. (I’m the one on the right, smartass…

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Near me

140 pairs

Does anything rhyme with spontaneous?

Other than Coriolanius

I spelled it wrong?

It looks far too long.

Well,I am bright but I was never a genius.

Geniuses are often eccentric.

As circles are always concentric

I hate words that go ” ic”

It’s not English like nick.

Why is greek thought superior to aramaic? (double entendre here)

I am feeling unwell and sick

What a bad day I have picked

It’s the weekend, you see

And no doctors there be.

If it’s cystitis that’s not very chic.

When I had pneumonia I weed

As the cough made me weak at the knees.

I wore ten pairs of knickers

which made me look thicker.

And 140 pairs hung from the trees

Fortunately they are now very cheap

So lack of them won’t make me weep.

They are five for a shilling.

Ain’t this life thrilling

Even without going deep?

Spontaneous

You simply must be spontaneous.

You hate me?

Why ?

I am cruel,harsh and rude?

I say,that’s rather beastly.

Would you mind leaving immediately?

You’d be glad

I never want to see you again,

Word of the day

October 2

spontaneous \spahn-TAY-nee-us\

Definition

adjective

1 :	done, said, or produced freely and naturally
2 :	arising from a momentary impulse
3 :	produced without being planted or without human labor :indigenous
4 :	acting or taking place without apparent external cause or influence

Do you know what “sarcasm,” “disheveled,” and “leer” all have in common? They are all words that secretly come from body parts. Read about these and 9 more here.

Missing Hugh again

This is my secret vice.. writing nonsense

Please alight as soon as your pen is working and you find the draper

I can’t bait to tear from you,fearest.

Don’t keep me banging on like this,whenever,I am ad hoc again.

Do I talk too Dutch?Please yell me.

Am I too blight for you?It’s my brains.

Are you still bare? I am.

Are you still arrive yet?Me neither.

I was a very intelligent dunce.So follow my elections.

I used to teach wrath at Oxford when I was hunger.

Does my mind put you down? I am heavy late.

I am missing you so clutch.Why won’t you perceive me?

I deceive you whenever you wish.

Do sponsor my phone balls please.

I paid a huge bill last streak.

They keep asking me for sure.

Why is money so cunning?

I have forgotten my PIN jumbles again for all my credit yards.Am I in a bauble now?

I am sorry I got married away.Twice.

Where will it haul wend…?

Was sin ever original?

Nobody believes in sin any bore.It’s Satanic.

Tribute to Lucian Freud

http://www.ancient-hebrew.org/28_chart.html
The language your forefathers spoke
Dwells in your images.
Faces bleed with feeling.
Bodies rise out like rocks.
Your self portrait sings
Me,myself.I am.
As God spoke from the burning bush
You took the flame and ran

Who have had their eyes dyed

Consternation is not really unusual

Like seeing red eyes threatening one’s not delusional

For they are government spies,

Who have had their eyes dyed.

Before weeping crocodile tears at the Confusional.

Some have their eyes dyed deep green

To fit a more pastoral scene.

The rivers are blue

They have water in too

Consternation,where ‘ere have you been?

Yes, that is my grand daughter’s name

It nearly drove me insane.

I open the door

To shout Consternation no more.

She was meant to be little Rosebane.

At least she’s not called Chaos or Chance,

By God’s grace or just happenstance.

If I bellowed Chaos

They’d hear me in Laos…

It’s just now my butterflies dance.

Have you got a favourite name?

Or do you pick one again and again?

I like my own

As with it I’ve grown.

Of course it’s the parents I blame.

Does everything need to make sense?

Are all human beings now tense?

The Russians are bombing

with ruthless aplombing.

What shall we do in response?

Gaza is a bit overcrowded

Consternation was never intended

If the West Bank was East

That would do least

Harm for those on whom stuff keeps descending

Bombs,rockets ,pies and big shells

What story do these all tell?

Shoot before thinking

And never start blinking

For with eyes shut, they’ll get you as well

It’s Pandora’s box over again

Evil flew out as and when.

It covers the world.

Like a tablecloth swirls

It must be that Unoriginal sin

Consternation is the word of the day today:M-W’s Word of the Day

http://www.merriam-webster.com/?utm_campaign=newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_source=wotd&utm_content=header

Remember the pronunciation is American English.Try an Oxford English dictionary for the English way.

Art by Katherine

October 1

consternation \kahn-ster-NAY-shun\

Definition

noun

:	amazement or dismay that hinders or throws into confusion

Than the song of birds,he had the words

He ‘d held me in his arms and said,
what I had never read,
That life is more than learned discourse.
So as he spoke, I watched his face
And his rich dark eyes;of course
His eyes gave out such natural force
More strong and subtle than the song of birds.
Yes,almost like a poet’s words
In how he moved me like no other man;
No matter how they think they can,
They lose the step and do not dance
And never ever chance
A leap when they might lift me high
Above their head. I’d want to fly.
Yes,the form and feeling give an extra note
To express those feelings more remote…..
We do not need to speak or write
We have both touch and our eye sight.
And yet our human discourse is a need
An anchor,lest the current’s speed
Should crash us down on Coniston,
And we’d be gone.
Just write it down
A verb ,a noun..
A string of sighs,our mouths,our eyes.
A paragraph that never dies,
within your finger tips and cries
For pen and paper and my wish to save
Some part of you,some heart some art

far beyond your grave.

Your gaze.

My days

Sizzigee for beginners

A wonderful word is . syzygy. [ sizzigee]

It sounds academic to me.

But use it and play

With new words each day

But don’t let one sit on your knee.

Words must be treated with care

A great power lies hidden there.

Don’t lash us with your tongue

For it’s wicked and wrong.

And leads to a night full of mares.

Syzygy has three y’s in succession

It is this which has cause the recession

For it frightens the bankers

Or shall we say wankers?

And that zed shows a lotta erudition

Syzygy…I have never heard it or seen it before

An Encyclopædia Britannica Compa

syzygy

noun syz·y·gy \ˈsi-zə-jē\

plural syz·y·gies

Definition of SYZYGY

: the nearly straight-line configuration of three celestial bodies (as the sun, moon, and earth during a solar or lunar eclipse) in a gravitational system

In the park with my sister in June

How interesting

I felt so tired today i.e. lazy that I wasn’t going to post at all.Yet they say it’s my best ever day for likes.I don’t know how that it matters but I suppose it’s encouraging to know someone is looking!And how sunny days are lovely

These new acers are part of my programme to start to live a new life.