Neologisms For The Win

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The challenge for this day was to write a poem that incorporates neologisms. What’s that, you ask? Well, it’s a made-up word, more specifically, a new word of phrase that has not yet used regularly by most speakers and writers.

Probably the two most famous example of a poem incorporating neologisms are Shakespeare’s bedazzled from “The Taming of the Shrew” and Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky”.

Perhaps you can recognize a couple in my fun and imaginary poem.

Pillars of Pillay

The strange Pillars of Poff Pillay 
	And wazely withered Wig-wattles,
They dench the Dippets’ down dalleeze
	And frogill away the Fattles.

But when the Poff Pillars do pose  
	For blicks that backed the boster bills,
They nip the Tuckers tails to tips 
	And pillage posts that point the prills.

Those Poff Pillars pump up their pugs
	And then go frighten Forgs away;
And once on warl they wintzed the earl 
	And set his gottle all affray.

The earl he fumed and fitched  a fant
	Until his dewdacks doft derumped.
With one great strack he razed Pillay
	And all who saw yee-owled, "Kerstumped!"

--A Draft by Carla Jeanne Picklo Jordan

What is your favorite neologism?

#NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Seventeen

 Today’s poetry writing prompt was to make a specialized dictionary. This could be, for example, a dictionary of nautical terms, or woodworking terms, or geology terms. Anything, really, so long as it was not a standard dictionary.

Well I just so happened to do this one yesterday in my “experiences, a list of horrific” poem. If you want to read this poem, see yesterday’s blogpost.

Today after a beautiful time of worship, we headed down to Dearborn to do some more photo/video work with SARN and the Syrian Refugee families. Negativity has surrounded these ones who have suffered, much of it given in the name of religious piety. In spite of this, there is a tireless contingent of volunteers working to help these newcomers not only to assimilate in their new country, but also to thrive. These volunteers are inspirational to me; they are all professionals–medial doctors, psychiatrists, social workers, art therapists, music therapists and educators. All week long they work in demanding jobs helping people in need. Then, during their weekend “free” time, they are volunteering, still helping people in need. In addition to all of this, they are mothers and fathers and sons and daughters who are caring for their families and loved ones.

These volunteers live my favorite saying: don’t try, do. They are not TRYING to make a difference, they are MAKING a difference.

I dedicate this poem to SARN and to all the volunteers in this world who give time and talent asking nothing in return. Your selflessness is inspirational to all of us. You live the spiritual laws that cross culture and religion and denomination. Thank you for showing the rest of us the way to peace.

the Real four spiritual laws

the source of difficulty convoluted–
a pack of angry hornets buzzing,
a breeze refusing to blow in scorching heat,
a maze of mysterious pathways with many voices shouting, “This is the right way!”

the clamor is deafening.
who can hear above each one
shouting the odds of his opinion?

kindergarten teaches us what we need to know in life–
be kind to one another;
share what you have with others;
wait patiently in line;
lend a helping hand whenever and wherever possible.

the solution sits on either side of our head–
collaboration happens only with cooperation;
cooperation begins with listening.

live gently amidst the clamor.
be calm when the storm hits.
speak softly when others shout.

point the way to Peace.