Slyboots – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

Today’s word of the Day on Dictionary.com is slyboots.

The Cambridge Dictionary defines slyboots as “a person who avoids showing or telling other people what he or she is thinking or intending.”

The Word Detective says that sly boot is a cousin to the term “sneaky Pete”.

“…The Oxford English Dictionary defines “sly boots” as “a sly, cunning, or crafty person; one who does things on the sly,” and notes that the phrase is usually applied in “mild or jocular use.” It’s not a phrase used in anger, in other words, but the sort of thing you say when you discover you’ve been mildly deceived (“Oh, you sly boots. You snuck a seventeenth kitten into the house!”).

“Sly boots” is a very old phrase, defined (“a seeming silly, but subtle Fellow”) in Nathan Bailey’s 1721 Dictionary of Canting and Thieving Slang, and probably a good deal older. “Sly,” of course, means “cunning, clever or wily,” and comes from an Old Norse word meaning “crafty.” “Boots” is the interesting bit, originally, in the 17th century, used as slang for a servant in a hotel who cleaned the guests’ boots. It was also used to mean the most junior officer of a regiment or member of a club, the one most likely to be stuck with menial chores (“My chief resistance to discipline was at mess where I could not brook the duties of Boots..,” 1806). “Boots,” used as a synonym of “fellow,” also found its way into various humorous and colloquial phrases of the period, such as “smooth boots” (one who is adept at flattery and manipulation), “clumsy boots” and “lazy boots.” These phrases are rarely heard today, but I think there’s an excellent case for bringing back “smooth boots,” especially here in the US. It is, after all, an election year.”

It seems that dictionary.com is enjoying this election season here in the US. Try as I might to avoid political commentary, politics seems to be a running theme! Here’s my Haiku!

Slyboots say, “trust me”
as if they truly mean it…
Trust me…they do not!


kat ~ 10 June 2016


Spring Migration

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“Blue Expanse” by Arkady Rylov

With wind bloated sails Snow Geese head due North
clipping through choppy swells sparked by the spring thaw
the frigate splinters remnant ice shards along ancient aerial pathways
on her maiden spring voyage piloted by instinctual murmurs
across the frigid brackish sea embedded in their DNA,
as cumulus clusters a gaggling cacophony of lusty honks
hang low in the cerulean sky, trumpeting their arrival
a profound sight to behold to land dwellers on the shore.

kat ~ 9 June 2016

A Cleave Poem* for Jane Dougherty’s weekly poetry challenge inspired by the painting “Blue Expanse” by Arkady Rylov and by the prompt words: aerial, profound, murmur, splintering, spark. If you would like to give this challenge a try, or read other examples, click HERE for more info.

*To read a Cleave Poem (which is three poems in one), begin by reading the first column on the left in bold letters from top to bottom, then read the second column on the right in italicized text, and finally read each line across.

 


Echoes of my Neighborhood

BumperSnickers! That’s what I like to call this week’s Echoes. Actually, I didn’t realize what a challenge this idea would be. A decade or more ago, bumper stickers were everywhere! But when I decided to actually capture a few snapshots, I discovered that it is a dying form of passive communication. We have gravitated to other means  of speaking our mind…Twitter, blogs, social media, “memes” and vanity plates! I spend just under an hour to and from work each day on the road, so I do find them entertaining. At any rate, I did manage to snap a few while I was out and about.  Happy Thursday!

I do actually…well not me…my dog! I have an English Mastiff. Drool is everywhere from floor to ceiling. We keep wipe rags on hand just in case!

I can relate to this one! My dog is my BFF! 🙂

Now this is more like it! Reminds me of the good old bumper sticker days!!!

Something tells me this person knows how to take life easy…:)

This one is definitely interesting!

What they said…I consider myself one of the sane ones.

Alma Maters are popular in my neighborhood!

A utility vehicle. Pinch point does not sound good.

I see this often. I like it. Why can’t we all just get along…

A profession of faith…

Had to throw this one in. Not a bumper sticker per se…but definitely a fun message! Ha!
This is a weekly feature inspired by Jacqueline at her blog A Cooking Pot and Twisted Tales. 


At Dusk – A Haiku

Amber light dances
atop wind fluttered oak trees
gloaming on the cusp.

kat ~ 8 June 2016

For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words Top & Light.


Survivor’s Reception

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Photo by Al Forbes

Danielle gazed at the overgrown green mounds where she and her family had lived in until it was safe. She had vowed never to return, but relented when she heard that so many others would be at the reception.

Before that day no one would have believed that their sleepy little town mattered to international terrorists. Greenvale was a farming community. Most people worked simple jobs, shopped at the Piggly Wiggly and spent Friday evenings at the Dairy Queen after high school ballgames. They didn’t even have their own airport or bus station. To access these amenities they had to drive two hours to the city. And yet, they were ground zero for the first chemical attack on US soil.

Each surviving family had received official invitations with promises of funding for those who wished to rebuild and resettle in Greenvale. The old high school gym was full of chatter, laughter and memories of those that were lost. Danielle reconnected with several school chums and neighbors. When it was time for the program to begin, everyone was asked to take a seat.

As the room grew silent, several armed soldiers entered the building, bolting the doors from the inside.

kat ~ 8 June 2016
(198 Words)

A Story for Sunday’s Photo Fiction Challenge based on the photo by Al Forbes above.