A chnott lay in the shearthenware upon the riverbed,
Eating up the fugebrumbs, and probing for his stead.
When upon a sarborant, he happened just to spy
Watchecating silver specks, and not yet gone to die.
“Halloo!” He called with all galand (his kindly voice did squee)
The sarborant just nodded once, with crubbled industry.
“What do you say, dear friendly ‘rant, what misharcheaks have you?”
-Our chnott is nice beyond rebuke, mountanic in his hue-
To which, the sarborant responded, watchecating still
“Inhavictius embergathes and logus emberspill.”
And with that wisdom simply spoke, the sarborant evailed
Leaving sprity slyler specks upon the ground regaled.
A dark night crept in latternish, the riverbed so small
The chnott galand with fugebrumbs, silver specks and all.
NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 16
Taps and Ratamacues 
I have a weakness for rhymes. You, clearly, have a strength for them. Thank you.
thank you very much for reading and commenting. I appreciate the feedback.
love it! beware the Jabberwock my son…
Thank you!
Wonderful. I don’t know what language this was taken from, but you worked into a language of its own. Thanks, Mark
Thanks, it is not taken from anything except my own brain. I wanted to attempt a Lewis Carroll type poem. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Aannndd… The vorpal pen went snicker-snack! (For it was mighter than the sword.) This is my faovirte kind of poetry, thanks.
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Charming! I’d love to illustrate it, such pictures I envisioned, thanks.
That would be fun to see how someone else envisions it. Thank you for commenting!
I know that Lewis Carroll would have loved this blog! Thanks for sharing!
That was one of the most creative poetry I’ve ever read. Thanks for sharing it!
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Yes, he does. Thanks for visiting!
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Love all of it! Especially love “logus emberspill” and might have to make it a character in a fairy tale one day if you don’t object. It’s wonderful!
Thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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I think I like it.
I’m glad. Thanks for commenting.
I for one thoroughly enjoyed your use of language here. Nothing too forced or even bland. The imagery was spot on and the ending really tied it tight.
Very good work.
May I ask what was your inspiration for this piece?
Best Regards,
Tristan Cody.
Tristan,
Thanks for the feedback. This was a fun poem to write. I enjoy Lewis Carroll, and wanted to do something in that style during NaPoWriMo. I wrote down a list a nonsense words and started from there. Thanks for the reblog,
B/r,
John
John,
Oh, my pleasure. I can definitely see the inspiration from Carroll here. You know, I find that writing a list, a word group, if you will, really helps the writer capture the feeling you’re going for. Especially if you’re using very coded language as your catalyst. My pleasure, I enjoy poetry so any chance I get to share it, I will cease it.
Reminds me of “Jabberwocky”.
Keep scribbling,
Tristan Cody.
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A Great Piece of poetry from John S. (https://tapsandratamacues.wordpress.com/). Please, enjoy!
love it. Were you a linguist major in school?
Thanks. No I was not. I just enjoy playing with words and writing.
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Delightful!
Thanks!
What wonderful and engaging poetry!. Congratulations on being Freshly Pressed! You are certainly deserving of the honor, and we, the readers, are all the richer for being introduced to you! I look forward to reading more of your blog. Again..wonderful and congrats! ~Dennis http://www.dlmchale.com
Dennis
Thanks much for visiting and commenting. I hope that you will visit again. B/r, John
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nice one. congratulations!!!
Thank you! I’m glad you liked it.
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