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I don't know what it is lately with me and poems, but I was recently given an assignment by my Third-Year writing teacher to make up a word - yes, make up a word - and write a poem using said word.

Now, I make no claim about my poem-crafting skills (in fact, I might actually say that I'm terrible), but I had fun with this one.

My word is uthagination (pronounced yoo-THÆ-jih-NAY-shun). I won't define it, but I'm sure you smart cookies will figure out through context in the poem.


There is a time in a young person's life
Where he or she must decide
To leave a life of fancy behind
And, come what may, to provide
For a family he dreams of day in and day out
For the house that gets much admiration
But, sadly, in order to do all of that
He must leave behind uthagination.

"But leaving his uthagination behind!"
You exclaim with exceptional fervor
"He'll surely grow up, get old and then die!
And that will be quite an endeavor!"

You're right, oh so right, to come up with that thought
But it's not half as bad as you think.
One day, many years after he has grown up
As he edges to-ward his life's brink
As he looks at his children and their children, too
He'll smile yet feel much consternation
But he'll look back and fondly remember the day
When he lost his dear uthagination.

Fun, huh? I kind of felt like I was channelling both my inner Peter Pan and Shel Silverstein. I had a good time anyway. It took me a long while to figure out which word I was going to use because I kept on trying to make sense of it etymologically, and that's just too much work. I'm not J.R.R. Tolkien here. So uthagination it became. Woot.

Well, that's it for today.

Tomorrow I'm going to post another assignment I did for my Third-Year Writing class. It goes back to the whole "stistening" concept (see HERE) but expounds upon it a bit further. Expect that tomorrow afternoon.



Maria Zannini said…
It sounds like getting older euthanizes one's Uthagination.

Very clever!
Unknown said…
I love your poems!!! I think they are great!!! I'm with Maria... very clever!

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