[WP DP re-posted a prompt today about word use. The response I posted to another WPDP word use prompt also fits this prompt].
There a recent WordPress Daily Prompt about the sound of words; if words sound like the thing they define. To me, the sensorial and textural quality of a word seems a difficult thing to actually deconstruct.
I mean, I’m sure those versed in the science of the English are able to deconstruct many convoluted tongue twisters down to their Latin roots. But I don’t know if these folks would always say a strange word, when pronounced, sounds like anything like what it defines.
Often those who are trying to describe something in a language not native to their cultural origin will say, “There are no words in your language for what I’m trying to say.” Maybe that’s what the prompt was after?
Anyway, it got me to thinking about unusual words, so I looked a few up. Talk about words that don’t sound like the thing they were created to describe! I selected a few, at random, and then chose one for each letter of the alphabet. Pretty much none of the words I selected, save two, sound like the thing they define, but it was a fun exercise to use them in a sentence (the definitions are at the end).
The strict recycling policy in the office went a long way to eradicate anopisthography.
Not all French are batrachophagous. Some prefer just the legs (as long as you claim it’s chicken wings).
However, if they are not vigilant, the concilliabule of the batrachophagous will be found out by more than just those at Le Cordon Bleu.
The church officials called it “corporal punishment,” as if politically correct white washing the decades of dippoldism in the diocese’s schools would somehow make it less horrific.
The exsibilation that moved like a wave through the room was testament that no one believed the veracity of his remarks.
Floccinaucinihilipilification of all the black buttons, just so the head seamstress could find exactly what she wanted, precisely at the moment she wanted it, was making her head ache and fingers cramp.
“Move along, move along, all you gongoozlers. Nothin’ to see here.”
The hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian Scrabble player was going crazy having to play with the one person in the group processed of only an elementary school level vocabulary.
She inaniloquently talked about his disastrous affair, completely oblivious to the fact that everyone else in the room knew the object of his former affection was standing quietly in the corner, intently listening.
The jentacular presentation of frog legs, in bed, complete with a mimosa in a crystal flute and single-bud red rose in a vase, was more than the new girlfriend of the Le Cordon Bleu student was prepared to have to face, especially first thing in the morning (“What a batrachophagous bozo,” she muttered).
His was an odd physique. Long, skinny, bow legs held up a squat, barrel-shaped torso, and muscular Popeye forearms. His cranium was bald and shiny; Neanderthal in shape, complete with a thick unibrow and an exaggerated kyphorrhinos profile.
The Scrabble player’s lethologica was wonderfully ironic, given their previously stated hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian reputation.
“Hello, my name is Joe and I am a misodoctakleidist.” (“Hello Joe,” the other Julliard drop-outs replied).
If there is one thing Jimmy Choo or Louboutin do not understand, it’s a nelipot.
Not even the daily dousing of her fingers in iodine could stop her onychophagy.
Autumn’s psithurism was his only solace.
The way he could quomodocunquize, no matter what was thrown at him, made the investors very happy.
The hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian Scrabble player’s recumbentibus was particularly gratifying to those who thought it was unfair this post has made light of their lethologica .
If there was one thing their grandmother begrudged, it was their grandfather’s strikhedonia, no matter the circumstance, however delicate.
The therapist knew the tarantism effect the Tarantella had on some of his patients, so he played it often during sessions in an effort to release them from their anxieties.
The problem, of course, was that Hermione was perceived a ultracrepidarian, regardless the fact she knew exactly what she was talking about. Otherwise, she would have probably been one of the best-liked girls at Hogworts.
His vigesimation gave him the name of El Mal de Veinte with the rank-and-file of the precinct.
At a loss to know what to say, or do, the pathetic witzelsucht was not making matters any better.
He was the last of a long line of craftsmen and xylopolists…
…though that was not his actual yclept.
But a series of grisly murders made the new killer zenzizenzizenzic in the precinct’s eyes compared to El Mal de Veinte .
Anopisthography: The practice of writing on one side of the paper
Batrachophagous: One who eats frogs
Concilliabule: A secret meeting of people who are hatching a plot
Dippoldism: The act of beating or whipping school children
Exsibilation: The collective hisses of a disapproving audience
Floccinaucinihilipilification: The categorizing of something that is useless or trivial
Gongoozler: An idle spectator
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian: Pertaining to extremely long word
Inaniloquent: Speaking foolishly or saying silly things
Jentacular: Pertaining to breakfast
Kyphorrhinos: Having a nose with a bump in it
Lethologica: The inability to recall a precise word for something
Misodoctakleidist: Someone who hates practicing the piano
Nelipot: Someone who walks without shoes
Onychophagy: The habit of biting one’s fingernails
Psithurism: The sound of wind in trees or rustling leaves
Quomodocunquize: To make money by any means possible
Recumbentibus: A knockout blow, either verbal or physical
Strikhedonia: The pleasure of being able to say to hell with it
Tarantism: An urge to overcome melancholy by dancing
Ultracrepidarian: Of one who speaks or offers opinions on matters beyond their knowledge
Vigesimation: The act of killing every twentieth person
Witzelsucht: A feeble attempt at humor
Xylopolist: One who sells wood products
Yclept: By the name of; called
Zenzizenzizenzic: A number raised to the eighth power
posted also in response to: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/dictionary-shmictionary/