Sunday, June 17, 2012

Sanguine


The word Sanguine is an adjective with related yet different meanings.  The origin of the word is middle English from approximately 1325.  It describes: 
  • Someone who is cheerfully optimistic, hopeful, or confident.  
  • Something that is a healthy reddish color or ruddy; like someones complexion
  • Bloody, blood-red or red
It is also a noun meaning a red iron-oxide crayon used in making drawings.

This word should not be confused with the word Sanguinary which means blood-thirsty.  We will save that one for another day.  Here are a few examples for how to use it in a sentence:

Her sanguine personality draws me in and makes me cheerful.

His complexion was sanguine after working out in the hot sun all day.

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Chocolate Love  by Emily Rose

In youth, there was hope.
When the footprints in the sand did not clear so easily with the tide.
If you built a sand-castle and promised forever,
The wind would kiss your cheeks and vow the same, taking your
Optimism to the
Sanguine, pink sky.

Thirty years later,
When people and promises are severed,
The wind returns.
What does it carry?
Sorrow, pity or joy—
At the hints of love realized in precious fleeting moments…
Like chocolate—so sweet,
That melts, too quickly, on your tongue.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Panoply


Panoply is a noun (1570-80 Greek) which means a wide-ranging, magnificent and impressive display.  It is also a complete suit of armor or full ceremonial attire or paraphernalia and/or something with a protective coating or covering. Today's word is brought to you compliments of Grandma Clifford.  She has been doing the crossword's everyday for the last 50 years and came across this word in a recent puzzle.   Here is an example of how the word is used in a sentence:

"You know that you have reached the embassy when you see the panoply of colorful flags" 

"The internet is filled with a panoply of famous quotes" 

"At the Marine Corp ball everyone is dressed in full panoply for the occasion"

"The porcupine has a panoply of quills" 

Finally, a short poem by the Irish writer Ormond:  

The Kestrel (Ormond) 
Flies in the haze morning sputter and splay.
Water drops from leaves rolling with the blown
Blades. The windy whoo of the owls fade,
Blue buried eyes cradled in the hollow
Trees, the swamps seeker is quietly rustled,
Wings of panoply, spangle-speckle the wind,
Over the flames of autumn, talons thistle,
Crown the dominion of the fall, fade in
Sporting meadows colour, till the dive,
Balm of field, marsh, all ignites. Lever pale
Winds finger through the leaves gravely
And rake as you raid, shoulders that burning vale,
Casualties of insect, the lemming song sings
Mouse and vole flash, dark, sparkles the clearing.