Soidisant

Incognito

Summer names

Tags to stage

Self-referential naming rights

Epithets are a characterizing word or phrase

Epitaphs are words etched on one’s grave

But monikers assumed can swiftly assume

The nomenclatures we once used

Titles are names revered by some

Handles are worn in having fun

Labels are used to describe

The contents of that which lives inside

         However false the terminology

         The impression given is made upon thee

         Assigned by one, reaching many

Videlicet

Scilicet

         Namely a pseudonym inscribed to you

II.

Denominations span in size

Ranging from the forcibly ascribed

To the self-defined

         Aliases and nom de plumes

From the nom de guerre to the anonyms we fear

Rephrasing our allonyms into inciting cognomens

Has significance to those familial sobriquets

openly worn

as these anonymously

titular appellations

quickly absorb

appearance

        

so craftily designed,

so intricately alluring

Are these entangled terms

Words, we keep reusing

And consumed we can become

Forgetfully frail, amnesiac and

Growing weak at the nee

In managing our integrity identity

when also knowns

fit more aptly

than those

contrived names

parentally bestowed

        

The Letter Q

It’s another linguistically infused crack of dawn

Where dream’s interrupted by the presence of word

Questions looming, high to

         That portion of the brain

         Where simply thought suffices urge

 Are there any words that end in Q?

With a quick bit of research, I came to find:

DEFINED AS SUCH:

Suq, (var. souk) pronounced shook or sook, variant by the tongue, is a noun, a word to describe an open-air place of trade, as one could expect to see, in certain Muslim oriented tracts of land.

Talaq, is another word, derived from the Muslim speech, where it describes a method for divorce, according to Islamic Law

Tranq, is a shortened form for tranquilizer

Tsaddig/tzaddiq- a Hebrew term for a spiritual leader

Umiaq, is a boat made of stretched animal skins as such created by the Inuit people.

Then, to take this question a bit deeper, one would find there are names of people and places to which concludes the nouns. They are:

As seen in Inupiaq, a group of Eskimos, and the term for the language that they use

Or in Mi’kmaq, a variation of Micmac, a group of Native Americans that live, primarily in the provinces of Canada

And then Zia ul-Haq, a famous, sort of, Pakistani president, who was in power from 1978 to 1988

Last but not least, if we dig a little more, uncover some Abbreviations we will find.

Such as:

UNQ, the shorthand form for Unnilquadium, a word of Chemistry and/or Physics, to indicate the provisional name, given to the transuranic element using Atomic # 104.

GHQ or General Headquarters

GQ, or Gentleman’s Quarterly, an American Men’s magazine

And then, finally, we will see, CQ, which are the letters that do appear, at the start of radio broadcasts that are intended for all receivers to hear.

And so the brain was momentarily satisfied, and, allowed I was then, to close my eyes, and dream of lingual thoughts, which some may claim to be, in such a place, the voice of the unconsciousness, elicited through the somewhat coy sounds of clouds-at-hand.

Rick Lime

Rick Lime was always somewhat thought of as a joke.  The children chide him of, the one free thing there is in life.  The thing you have before you speak, the name attached to your soul, the identity you’ve always known. 

School is a place for learning, and desire in Rick was always burning, yet his passion became stung, when his favorite teacher was hit by a truck and in her place came forth a brand new face. The substitute did not know the children’s names, so roll call he performed each day.  In symmetry he spoke the names, moving front to back, alphabetically imposed, there stood Rick, in the middle of the K’s and O’s as there were no children with names of M’s or N’s.

Johnson, “Here”, Porter, “Here”, Killian and Oliver likewise affirmed, and then came Rick’s fateful turn.  The teacher chuckled, as he spoke, the other kids had no clue, but politely laughed, seemingly on cue.  Limerick the teacher spoke, affirming to all, that this child was a joke.  Rick did not answer as he was steamed, that a teacher would take part in such a scheme.  He kept quiet until it was repeat, Lime…Rick, but fast enough to sound again like limerick.  After the children’s laughter subsided, the teacher’s did as well.  He looked around until little Ricky spoke up.  “ I am here, but a correction I must make.”  Ricky shaking, trembling fierce, as the teacher’s funny face disappeared.  “ While you are new and do not know, my name is Lime, like the citrus fruit, not Limb like a foot or hand, so I’m sure you can understand that the pun you’ve made, I don’t see as grand, to which I most persistently disagree, demanding a retraction by thee” Ricky quivered, as he waited for the teacher to finish up the cruelty of the pause.

Seconds felt like hours for this little boy, ending only when the substitute said, “I’m sorry, I had no intent to cause you shame, I did not mean to ridicule your name,” yet seconds later he spoke again. “  Lime, Richard is your name, but Richard is a grown up name and you dear child are but a boy, so, from this point forward you shall be referred to by me, Lime…”

Before the nick of name could depart his mouth, an eruption of jeers consumed them all, from the student in the way behind, to the classmates sitting first in line.  For much time this laughter did persist, with only the bell spoiling the classroom tryst. 

Single file flowed the pupils, where not a dry eye could be saved. Tears of laughter for all but one, whose eyes were damp from jokes a teacher spun.