Poems from my Merriam-Webster Word of the Day project. For more information, look here.
extradite : to deliver up to EXTRADITION : the surrender of an alleged criminal usually under the provisions of a treaty or statute by one authority (such as a state) to another having jurisdiction to try the charge
The extradition
of the splintery old fence
into the workshop.
Future fancy furniture
the sentence. The saw blade whirrs.
tanka 313 : 7/25/22
overwhelm : to overcome by superior force or numbers
Cracked molar.
Ground down by hard work
six decades
and counting
not yet overwhelmed but close.
Please call the dentist.
shadorma 445: 8/25/22
fustigate : to criticize severely
Fustigate the pests
she said. Meant fumigate. Oops.
They cry. They don’t die.
Then… they move out. The reason?
Hostile work environment.
tanka 352 : 11/2/22
Attributions:
“Extradition.” Merriam-Webster.com Dictionary, Merriam-Webster, https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/extradition. Accessed 25 Jul. 2022.
“Overwhelm.” Merriam-Webster.com Dictionary, Merriam-Webster, https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/overwhelm. Accessed 25 Aug. 2023.
“Fustigate.” Merriam-Webster.com Dictionary, Merriam-Webster, https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/fustigate. Accessed 2 Nov 2022.
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Hahaha! That last poem is perfection! A hostile work environment – genius!!!
Thank you. Work is fertile ground for idea all right!
Awesome dictionary poems and the Overwhelm one is my favorite!
My teeth have tried hard but they have always been a weak point for me!
The last one also made me laugh! (K)
I don’t believe I have ever come across the word “fustigate” before. Thanks for the education and the delightful poem the word inspired. I also enjoyed the connection between the first two poems – the effects of time and labour on something but, of course, one gets to be recycled/upcycled and gain a new life and the other is (I hope) going to meet its end in the tools of a dentist.
I was so stymied by fustigate. Finally this solution occurred to me and I immediately knew where I was going.
The poem about the molar spoke to me all too clearly. Thanks as always, Claudia.
Thank you. My teeth have never been good and now they’re tiring out, so catering to them is more of a focus!