Cacoepy Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

Happy Friday! Today’s Dictionary.com Word of the Day is “cacoepy” [kuh-koh-uh-pee]. I had never heard this word before, but I have definitely heard more than a few cacoepies in my life.

They are like fingernails scraping across a chalkboard to those of us who take words, vocabulary and language seriously. They can also be amusing and goofy. Context is key. Cacoepy is defined as an “incorrect pronunciation or an instance of this; mispronunciation.

Dictionary.com had a lengthy etymology summary:

“Cacoepy comes from Greek kakoépeia “mispronunciation, incorrect language,” made up of the adjective kakós “bad, evil, worthless, ugly” and the noun épos (also dialect wépos) “word, speech, song.” The adjective comes from baby talk or a nursery word widespread in Indo-European languages, kakka- “to defecate, poop, shit.” The root appears in Latin cacāre (Italian cacare, Spanish cagar), Slavic (Polish) kakać, German kacken, and English cuck(ing stool). The Greek noun épos (wépos) comes from the Proto-Indo-European root wekw-, wokw- “to speak,” source of Latin vox “voice,” whose stem vōc- forms the verb vōcāre “to call.” Cacoepy entered English in the 19th century.”

I decided to Google mispronounced words. There are plenty. You may have heard them. You may have even used a few. Here’s a sampling:

expecially, pecific, expresso (coffee), nucular, irregardless, libary, miniture, orientate, perogative, prespire, probly, sherbert, supposably, upmost

I find it hard to take anyone who is fluent in cacoepies seriously. Usually I smile politely while they fracture the English language, biting my tongue to keep myself from correcting them.

You say potatoe and I say pototoe. Does it matter? Well, some linguists believe this is a natural evolution of words. It’s how language is refined and developed. While others, the purists, believe we should strive for proper diction and pronunciation, maintaining the integrity of the language.

For the fun of it though I’ll leave you with a few silly, goofy cacoepies. You may be familiar with these misinterpreted song lyrics. The question is, do you know the actual lyrics?

Here we go! Come on, sing along. You know the words! Maybe! 😜

“This is the dawning of the Age of Asparugus, Asparugus” – Aquarius – Fifth Dimension

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, Sayin a lie, Sayin a lie” – Stayin’ Alive – Bee Gees

“She’s mighty mighty, built like a mastodon” – Brick House – Commodores

“Let’s drink to assaulting the Earth” – Salt of the Earth – Judy Collins

“Oprah got no style!” – Gangnam Style – Psy

“Looks like we mated” – You’re Still the One – Shania Twain

“Joy to the visions that the people see” – Joy to the World – Three Dog Night

“Sweet dreams are made of cheese” – Sweet Dreams – The Eurythmics

“Or should I just keep chasing penguins” – Chasing Pavements – Adele

“All the lonely Starbucks lovers” – Blank Space – Taylor Swift

“Then I saw her face, now I’m gonna leave her” – I’m a Believer – The Monkees

“Kicking your cat all over the place” – We Will Rock You – Queen

“Got some electric boobs and a mohawk, too ” – Bennie and the Jets – Elton John

So there you have it. Our word of the day, cacoepy. I do like the way this word sounds. (I included the pronunciation above.😉) Here’s my Haiku then. Have a great weekend!

pecific leaders
with axes to nucular codes
cannot be trusted

cacoapies? …please!
when enunciated well
language is an art

~kat


Death Personified

Found a new challenge. 52 Words…no more no less, hosted by Sacha Black at Writespiration based on a prompt theme. This week…Death Personified. Anyhoo…here’s my take…


There, there. Don’t resist.

Reminds me of your entrance some 73 years ago.

You don’t remember?

Of course you don’t. Oh how you howled into mortality!

‘Good strong lungs!’ the midwife declared. Good lungs don’t last long here.

Come along now. On to Everlasting.

Remember. Just like before. Head toward the light.

~kat
(52 Words…no more, no less)


Final Thoughts

PHOTO PROMPT © TED STRUTZ

The car window whined and knocked as Roger pressed the down button repeatedly.

“Gotta get that fixed,” he mumbled. A blast of misty air smelling of fish and diesel fuel assaulted his nostrils.

He hated the ferry. The cars and trucks sandwiched in rows, bumper to bumper like sardines triggered his claustrophobia.

On choppy days like today, the teeter-tottering of the vessel would likely curdle the yoghurt he’d had for breakfast. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d lost the contents of his stomach on this trip. But this would be the last time. He just didn’t know it yet.

~kat

100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Challenge inspired by the photo above by Ted Strutz.


The Untied States of ‘Merica (No, it’s Not a Typo)

Photo by Ottavio at Pixabay.com


The Untied States of ‘Merica (No, it’s Not a Typo)

I don’t think you’re evil, I don’t
misguided, blind, naive perhaps
and I’ll just say it, I am hurt
to learn the things that you believe

when did the rock-a-bye bough break
I don’t think you’re evil, I don’t
when did we cross that great divide
where no one wins and wrong is right

I’m not sure how to fix this mess
not sure that we should even try
I don’t think you’re evil, i don’t
but you, but we, are different now

and I suppose it’s for the best
we’re not the first to meet this fate
when ideology meets hate
I don’t think you’re evil, I don’t

~kat
(A Quatern)


A Life Full


to love only once
even if the time is short
is a life full lived

~kat

For TJ’s Household Haiku challenge, prompt words: full and only and inspired by TJ’s photo above.