There once was a writer named Elf,
Who wanted to see all his books up on the shelf.
In bookstores and in homes
He wanted his stories to roam.
So he hid them among Santa’s present wealth.
Category Archives: 2020
New words to live by: “Confuddle”
Time, once again (it has been a couple of months), for New words to live by. This is a word or phrase not currently in use in the U.S. English lexicon, but might need to be considered. Other words, such as predestitweetalism, slug monkey, obsurd, crumpify, subsus, flib, congressed, tantrumony, and others, can be found by clicking on the tags below. Today’s New Word is created by taking two nouns and creating a new word. In this instance, the new word does not borrow from the names of the old words, but from their definitions. Without further waiting here is the new word: confuddle.
OLD WORDS
confused adj. exhibiting or feeling an inability to comprehend or understand; perplexed, bewildered.
befuddle verb. to confuse, as with glib arguments or nonsensical statements. Other forms include befuddled and befuddling.
NEW WORD
confuddle, n. when you mix a verb and an adjective, you get a noun. In this case meaning a person left feeling mentally unable to comprehend the befuddling words or action of another.
Used in a sentence: Noun. The politician refused to accept the reality that his party lost the presidential election, continuing to spew unsubstantiated lies and refusing to recognize the winner. Such childish actions only served to confuddle his constituents.
Filed under 2020, new word, New words to live by
A cup of Mercury
I swallowed from the cup of Mercury
to cover my absurdity.
The ambrosia of Venus
was cloudy in toxic meanness.
I raised a toast to ol’ Earth
the land of mirth and birth.
I’d thought I’d reached the stars
but was only a sip of Mars.
“Here’s mud in your eye,”
I said to Jupiter by and by.
I left a ring around Saturn —
just following an old pattern.
I drank from Uranus
though you thought me an ignoramus.
Things got kind of blurry
drinking from Neptune in such a hurry.
I got blotto on Pluto —
as a planet I couldn’t let go.
#poem #poetry #rhyming #planets #glasses #november #Monday #2020 #mercury #venus #mars #jupiter #saturn #uranus #neptune #pluto #earth
cARtOONSdAY: “fOREWARD tHINKING”
Filed under 2020, books, CarToonsday
Monday morning writing joke: “Poet Nice”
There once was a poet from Nice
Who one day lost his only valise.
Full of rhyme and reason
He had town’s folk believin’
Until it was found they’d be no peace.
Holiday making
Holiday making
Stirred and not shaken /
Holiday magic, mayhem? /
You decide for you.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #photo #writer #writing #davidebooker #november #friday #2019 #holiday #holidays #stirred #shaken #oldnorthknoxville #tennessee #knoxville #magic #mayhem
Filed under 2020, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku to you Thursday: “More than Memories”
Mourn their memories
Pick a town, small town. /
Erase all the people there. /
More than memories.
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#haiku #poem #covid_19 #tennessee #town #november #thursday #2020 #deaths
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday
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