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Oscitant – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

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Today’s Dictionary.com word of the day is “oscitant. It’s a rather matter-of-fact word, with little backstory or legend to be found in its etymology. I suppose we need a few to the point with no detour words so we don’t get completely confused. According to Dictionary.com oscitant is defined as:

1-drowsy or inattentive.
2-yawning, as with drowsiness; gaping.
3-dull, lazy, or negligent.

It originates from the Latin verb ōscitāre which means “to yawn, gape (of animals); “to turn toward the sun (of plants”; and by the extension “to be listless, drowsy, inactive, half asleep.” It entered the English language in the early 17th century.

“Surely there is something interesting to report on this word,” you might be thinking. But nope. What you see is pretty much what you get. Much like its definition, it is rather boring, yawn-inducing…oscitant in fact.

But I did become intrigued with a word very much related to oscitant. It is word yawn. Here are a few fun facts regarding yawns.

  • Commonly associated with tiredness, stress, sleepiness or even boredom and hunger, a yawn is in fact thought to have more to do with the cooling of one’s brain. (Who knew?!)
  • Yawning consists of the simultaneous inhalation of air and the stretching of the eardrums, followed by an exhalation of breath.
  • In some cultures yawning is considered an action that has spiritual significance. In this case an open mouth is associated with letting one’s soul out or allowing evil spirits in. It is believed that this may be why we have been trained to cover our mouths when we yawn, so as not to be vulnerable to losing one’s soul or becoming possessed by a demon!
  • Yawning “loudly” is considered the height of rudeness and in former societies could even lead to contempt of court charges.
  • Contagious Yawning is a real thing seen in humans and animals as an empathetic response or positive feedback.
  • Contagious Yawning may also be an instinctual herd instinct that has kept animals alert giving them an evolutionary advantage.
  • In primates, a yawn is a threat gesture and a way of maintaining social structure.
  • Humans can pass a contagious yawn to dogs.
  • Excessive yawning can be a symptom of disease such as multiple sclerosis or brain stem ischaemic stroke, particularly as they are related to neurological pathways and cortisol levels.
  • Other reasons why animals yawn include: Yawning as a part of courtship rituals (the ecstatic display of certain types of penguins), as a display of dominance or anger (as is the case for baboons, Siamese Fighting fish, guinea pigs), to realign their jaws after a meal (as demonstrated by snakes) and for respiratory reasons (fish in general due to a lack of oxygen).

Even when a word “is what it is”, leave it to me, I’ll find a way of making it interesting! 🙂

Have a great weekend! Here’s my Haiku.

Oscitant Haiku

a speaker’s nightmare,
more than forgetting one’s speech,
an oscitant crowd

kat ~17 February 2017


Shell Games – A Few Haiku

we collect sea shells
holding them up to our ears
the sea is calling

frail shells of starved flesh
rags draped over boney frames
we die for fashion

children are spoiled
when parents shell out money
it has no value.

kat -16 February 2017

For Haiku Horizons Challenge, prompt word: Shell,


Saved by the Bells

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Painting by Gabriel von Max

There is a saying, “every time a bell rings an angel gets its wings”.

Once there was an evil King who hated angels. He blamed them for not protecting him from the horrors of his troubled childhood. Every child in his day learned from fairy tales told to them from cradle to school, that it is the angels who are charged with protecting children from harm, seeing them through to adulthood. The King fumed with anger over what he believed to be utter neglect by his angel. (In truth, he was a spoiled, dark-tempered child who was never satisfied.)

Hoping to eliminate all angels from the land, on the first day of his reign as King, he commanded every bell far and wide silenced forevermore. There would be no lauds or vespers tolled from church steeples, no hourly reminders in the town squares or dinner bell calls in the farmers’ fields.

The people feared him, so just as he had ordered, all bells were muted. The deafening silence had an unintentional consequence. Instead of gaining wings, every single angel lost their feathers until they were grounded. This pleased the evil King very much, until he learned that they retained all of their special powers of prophecy, wisdom, healing and the like. He was infuriated and ordered every angel killed, sending his armies out across the land to carry out the deed.

When the compassionate people near and far heard about the King’s plan to kill the angels, they opened up the cellars of their humble homes offering them sanctuary. In return for their kindness the angels prepared special oil lamps for their gracious hosts. To receive an angel lamp was a considered a great blessing and promised that your life would be charmed with good fortune for eternity – even after your soul left this realm and moved on to the next.

As more and more townsfolk harbored the poor angels in their midst, more and more light filled their dark villages. The blessings of the lamps also gave the people wisdom, strength and determination, the likes of which no one had ever seen. They realized that their selfish, overbearing King was in fact, selfish and overbearing and they started to grumble, “If they wished to ring their bells from the town squares, church steeples and farm fields, who was he to stop them!”  Who was he indeed!

So the people made a plan to ring every bell in the land at the very same moment and on every hour henceforth. When at last the bells began to sing and gong and ding-a-ling dong, the land started to vibrate and the people cheered one and…almost all.

The King who had been lazing in dreary silence that fateful morning was startled to his feet by the clanging racket. He cupped his ears in rage and called for his commander to dispatch the army to quiet the blasted bells.  But no one could hear him above the cling-clanging cacophony and the castle that had languished in disrepair, began to shake and crumble and quake until it came tumbling down, silencing the King forever.

Never again were the bells kept from doing what bells are created to do. And the angels soon regained their wings, never forgetting the kindness of the poor and lowly, blessing them graciously with music, hope and true happiness forevermore.

~kat – 16 February 2017

For Jane Dougherty’s Sunday Strange Microfiction Challenge based on this Gabriel von Max painting.

 


Feral Lady

“Birds” …painting by Rodrigo Enrique Luff


Feral Lady

she feeds the pigeons everyday
underneath a great oak tree
bits of bread and stale saltines

rain or shine, whatever the weather
feathered friends depend on her
she feeds the pigeons everyday

this is where she lays her head
feral as a woodland creature
underneath a great oak tree

shaded, sheltered, she’s not homeless
nature sates her deepest need
bits of bread and stale saltines

~kat – 15 February 2017

(A Cento – a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C)


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 12 February 2017


Well, it’s Sunday again and I’m happy to say as I write this, and if you’re reading this, we’re all still here. I have to admit, it’s been touch and go for a few weeks. Still, the sun and moon have kept to their schedule. We even saw a comet pass by with little fanfare or disruption to our day to day. In fact you might be tempted to think that it was a normal week, or at least as normal as anyone can expect…except…

There were a few collateral casualties this week, depending on your point of view, on a whole host of battle fronts…education, speech, equality, ethics, justice, retail profit and loss, immigration, environment, freedom, separation of powers, diplomacy, and healthcare. And as a final exclamation point to wrap up the week, North Korea launched a ballistic missile into the Sea of Japan (no it wasn’t the aforementioned comet…that happened too) while Japan’s Prime Minister golfed with the president at his Florida resort residence.

But many people probably missed all of this because…well because the sun and moon kept to their schedules this week. And that’s okay. Following current events is a daunting task after all and not for the faint of heart. Fortunately there are those of us who persist, nevertheless.

So, no worries. I hear the sun is scheduled to rise again tomorrow morning. Those of us who concern ourselves with the details, with the minutiae of the day, who are not afraid of the dark, who persist…and who resist will keep the light on for you. Have a great week!

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 12 February 2017

So, this is an “alt-clerihew”
but that was not his mortal sin
their family grows
separated, what a pity
but here’s the thing
your days were numbered
denying reality
Liberty’s a bearded fellow
return home to the freedom of the sea
Love is everything
just as I believed…
Drum roll paleeaaze
those who curse the rain
beguiling, mesmerizing, looming
unless they’re a duck
spinning alternative facts
ferocious and wild
easily flustered, weak and unruly
keep us in suspense too long
not that I notice such things.

kat

A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over specified period of time. I use it as a review of the previous week. 😊