Saturday, July 25, 2015

What Can I Dream to Things You Can't Do 

A lover follows the possibilities of a dream 

Laughter follows office workers living the wrong dream  


What Can I Dream (Shakespearean sonnet) 

What can I dream to find the words to say
The changes which I go through when you’re near
Those things I knew all seem to slip away
The music which is you is all I hear
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It’s you the voices streaming ‘cross the sky
It’s you the rivers running through my soul
And when the scent of wishes wonders why
It’s you the purpose which will make me whole
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What can I dream that’s worthy of your grace
Would heart still beat if suddenly you’re gone
What can I dream which sorrow can’t erase
Would sun enjoy the glory of your dawn
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With time now heating take my offered hand
What dreams can’t find our love may understand


(Now that you are sensitive to how I use words as part of poem's structure, follow a lover lost in a moment. First he is searching. Then he thinks he found a clue. By the third quatrain, his passion to find intensifies. Finally he offers her his hand, as they surrender to the moment. - This poem has a lot to do with how I learned to please a lady. My first (real) kiss was a gift from Malana. Malana was a good teacher and that kiss would be a prelude to Arlene. Armed with Malana's kiss, I was able to practice on many-a young lady. I began to sense something happening when I made a girl happy. Arlene took this "something" to new heights. Through Arlene, I was able to experience a new "something" with Valerie (my singer, who I have never kissed). Even holding Valerie's hand would be.... The dream can be weird. Valerie ended when her career took her to Japan.)


Let's enjoy another dream with: Digital Analog Band "Dream On"  

From can to can't 


There is a school of thought that thinks, one of the great fallacies in the self-help industry is the notion that you can change your life with “positive thinking.” There are some things one just can't do. Like office workers acting like they are professional athletes. The comedy duo of Tripp and Tyler do their best to show us why. If we can't believe Tripp and Tyler, whose motto is, "Guaranteed to make you laugh or not laugh
at least twice, guaranteed", who can we believe? The  self-help industry? My insurance salesman? 
Decide for yourself. "Things You Can't Do When You're Not a Pro Athlete" 

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Nightmarish Perfume to Barbie is Real 

The deadly mystery surrounding a bloody knife 

The deadly mystery surrounding the death of a legend 


Nightmarish Perfume (Martin verse)

The knife the blood the silence in the air
The emptiness which looms from everywhere
The fog which shrouds some feeling of despair
What is this shadowed secret I must bear
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Within the poison stillness of my room
As nighttime does the breath of light consume
Deep in my soul some meaning I exhume
To end the course of nightmarish perfume
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Regret of death is weighing with the air
As blood laced steel my every thought consume
I dread and fear what truth they may exhume
What endless dirge of sorrows will time bear
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What course played out has made this fear filled room
Which searches for some solace everywhere
But in my hand I carried my despair
Familiar grew the nightmarish perfume
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My heart was struck uncertainty I bear
A picture bore the cause of my despair
As memories of screams filled everywhere
The knife the blood the silence in the air


(This poem was written in Martin verse, A complete lesson how to create a Martin verse can be found here. One may guess whose blood was on the knife. In fact, I was very careful to keep this part of the mystery open. Which leads to another mystery. - I have always liked to play with people's minds. Arlene didn't like flowers. This was frustrating for me. I came up with a mystery called the Secret Admirer. There was this girl at work. To say she was an egotist, would be putting it lightly. I didn't have anything for her and she definitely wouldn't have anything to do with me. Every Thursday a florist delivered her a dozen roses without telling her who they came from. It wasn't long before the stories of the Secret Admirer spread throughout the company. During this time the girl's department was being laid off. The girl and the Secret Admirer made this whole thing a little lighter. I never told the girl I was the Secret Admirer.)


To go with these mysteries, here's: Barrington Pheloung "Inspector Morse Theme"

Then there are mysteries to laugh at 


Ruth Handler is credited with coming up with idea of the iconic Barbie doll, in 1956. Who would have guessed Brbie would be the source of a mystery, murder, uproar... ? Cool Kid Comedy, that's who. Cool Kid Comedy is a New York City based sketch comedy group who has been producing live shows for popular theaters all around Manhattan. They have also produced exclusive content for Funny Or Die, CH2 and Samsung Milk Video. When this story (and I mean story) of Basie came across their table, they ran with it.
The sick get sicker as Ashley's parents make her the perfect Barbie cake. "Cool Kid Comedy: Barbie is Real"

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Thursday, July 23, 2015

A Dream Perhaps to The Dream Act of Shin Lim 

More than a dream held a lover in her song 

More than magic is used to lead our imagination on 


A Dream Perhaps (Shakespearean sonnet) 

A dream perhaps and yet I was unsure
A scent of flowers stealing me away
My heart repeats the rhythms of allure
My mind’s adrift in soft and silken sway
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Her song so sweet and warm soon filled the air
Her passing casting me into her spell
Each pulse a kiss a wonder that she’d share
Each thought a passage wishes she new well
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All night she thrilled me filled me with her song
All visions drawn with strokes to live upon
Harsh beats across an ocean something’s wrong
Harsh notion opened eyes and she was gone
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A dream perhaps that only heaven knows
Yet on a pillow by my side a rose


(Something different. Along with the sound play, I repeated twice each first words of the quatrains. In the rhyming couplet the "repeating word" structure was gone, just like the girl. - When I put this sonnet together, I was reflecting on the period, with Arlene, from 1995 to 1998. We were very fortunate to have a lifetime of experiences opened at our feet. But nothing as intense as those few years. Arlene and I were masters at throwing parties and drawing people to events. We would be guests-of-honor for many other organizations. It was an unbelievable time. Arlene even got to dance with Prince Haaken of Norway, when he was going to the University of Berkeley. Many were the mornings we would wake up to the wonder, "Did it happen at all?" Instead of a rose on a pillow, there was the wonder in our eyes."


Here is a song for this portion: Sia "I Go To Sleep" 

From magic to magic 


It is believed that the deck of playing cards was invented in Imperial China, in the 9th century, during the Tang dynasty (618 - 907). Meet Shin Lim of Acton, Massachusetts. At the age of 16, Shin’s oldest brother showed him a simple card trick and immediately ignited a passion and drive for Shin to study the art of magic and cardistry. From that one trick, Shin would become one of the most influential and recognizable magicians in the world. Along with earning the respect of his associates, they say of him that there is magic in his magic.
Now, Shin Lim is ready to put his art to the test of Penn and Teller. "Penn and Teller Fool Us // Shin Lim" 

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Footsteps to Jurassic Park: High Heels Edition 

On one page we follow a person's obsession with footsteps 

On another page we follow a person's obsession with high heels 


Footsteps (free form poem) 

Footsteps on the street they call my life
Countless are the memories they sound
One more day the shadows and the smiles
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Footsteps pounding purpose to their dreams
For here they found new meaning to their course
An extra bit of season to their time
A hint a scent a something to call mine
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Footsteps haunting
Footsteps taunting
Footsteps walking through my memories
Finding Joy in instances they caused
Feeding on impossible they made
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Footsteps every day a hundred more
As names repeat their need to be increase
Footsteps at my window
Footsteps at my door
In my sleep are footsteps
In their death my tears
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Footsteps pounding
Footsteps grounding
Footsteps drowning hopes of normalcy
Far away from echo which they made
Streetlights bury secrets far away
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Footsteps’ moments ever carry on
I hear them in the sunset’s seasoned rain
Listening to footsteps made by her


(I started this poem out with just a few footsteps. Then, all of the sudden, they became maddening. One will notice I used sound play, some rhyme and a sense of meter to mark out individuals and confusion. I tried to end with a suddenness. - I was pleasantly surprised with how broad and different a meaning this poem evoked in readers. I hope you will share yours in the comment section. Me... I put this poem together with view of my blessed life. There were many people, or footsteps, that shared my path. Some were teachers. Some needed my help. Some wanted to see or be part of the show. Countless were the footsteps and there I was. The man of the minute. Yet, through it all, there were one set of footsteps clearer; more important than them all.)


I came across this video: Cinematic Orchestra "Arrival of the Birds" 

What are footsteps without shoes - more specifically high heels 


In the ninth century, Persian horseback warriors wore a high heel (no, not Gucci) made for keeping feet from sliding out of stirrups. In response to the wild success of Jurassic World, in the box office and to take advantage of a shoe fetish legend, XVP Comedy has come up with an original idea: "Jurassic Park: High Heels Edition" (which comes in a box set). Along with the terror and the excitement of high fashion, XVP Comedy explores one more theory of extinction that wearing high heels could bring. 
So, gather that vast collection of heels around you and enjoy: "Jurassic Park: High Heels Edition (Parody)" 
(XVP Comedy wants everyone to know: no heel was harmed in the making of this video.) 

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Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Silent Silhouette to Turbulence 

A lover must wake up to deal with the mysteries of a silhouette 

A passenger must wake up to deal with the turbulence of laughter 


Silent Silhouette (Italian sonnet) 

Behold the warm yet silent silhouette
Upon the dawn of everything I do
The purpose and the meaning to my hue
A star of hope whose light will never set
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Forever’s winds keeps heart within my view
A song the seasons never will forget
The morning’s dew drops cast her prisms yet
Within a whisper everything I knew
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How could a time of Joy become so cruel
The sun would rise like any other day
Yet in its path would lay a bitter pool
As brutal fortune took my love away
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Still mingled midst the tears of my regret
An ever finds a dream she might pass through
And grants my life a reason to live true
Another kiss of precious silhouette


(Let's put aside the matter that this doesn't fall in line with the classical Italian sonnet. In the third (the conflict) quatrain the rhyme pattern was broken. A little more subtle, you may notice, I toy with sounds a bit. This completely disappears in the final quatrain.  And there is this: what is going on? Did he lose his love? Was it a dream? A desire? Something undone? Open enough for your imagination. - When I started a school for a new way to learn freemasonry, with my friend and brother Fred Nielson, the old one on one method was waning. We decided to open it up to all Lodges in San Francisco, to increase our pool of teachers and minds. We started our studies from the view points of the students. The mason-to-be guided the direction of the learning. To help get the men there, we even throw in free refreshments. These classes are open to anyone, even non-masons. The result, Lodges are growing with active members. What does this have to do with the sonnet? Imagination.)


And talk about the sonnet, here's: Nanobyte  "Honour" 

From mysteries to turbulence 


The first female flight attendant was a 25 year old Ellen Church, hired by United Airlines in 1930. Flight attendants take pride in their passengers' comfort ad safety. Now, some passengers may have some horror stories about flight attendant. But flight attendants have horror stories about passengers, like this one told by Key and Peele (Keegan-Michael Key and Jordan) of Comedy Central. It all began when the plane struck some turbulence and the fasten seat belt lights went on. 
Now, fasten seat belts and get ready to laugh. "Key & Peele - Turbulence" 

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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

There In His Garden to If Dating Websites Were People 

A man throws off one world to re-enter his garden 

A couple must turn off one world to find their garden 


There In His Garden (free form poem) 

There in his garden
Blessed by sunshine and the rain
Blooms the treasures of his life
Blooms his scent across the sky
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There were his seasons
Thrilled with colors from his hand
Blooms of all his enjoyment
Blooms enough to spread and share
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There strolled his lover
To give meaning to it all
Blooms of rich kisses
Blooms passing ever
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But there in a room
Sits a stranger so gentle
Amid a past unknown
Amid a nurse’s care
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Where did he come from
Where was his family
Were some of the sounds
Which fell from the walls
Of his silence
This silence
Blooming
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There in his garden
Blessed by flowing memories
Blooms of another kind
Blooms forever here after


(This poem has a lot going on. Briefly, a man takes us to his garden. His narrative is interrupted by a familiar stranger. Notice the confusion. Notice the calm amidst the unrest. Notice the use of the word "Blooms" (as in yet to be). Notice how the word disappears at height of conflict and reappears at the "end". And notice how simple the "end" is. There are other treasures in this garden. I have only shed light on a few. - In my garden there were flowers and weeds, Every once in a while a familiar stranger comes back to visit with me. We romp in the memories of flowers. Weeds? They had their seasons. And who is to say what gave our garden character? There is a reason there are rainbows in my tears. And in my silence, she sings to me.)


For this poem, I've chosen: Edward Shearmu "K-Pax Main Theme" 

From one world to another 


If you thought dating websites have gotten out of hand, meet PetsDating.com, an online community for pet owners who want their pet to enjoy a long, healthy, and fulfilling life in the company of another pet. There are a lot of dating websites. Imagine if they were real people. That's what the folks of Cracked did. Cracked is a humor website, with over 300 million monthly page views. It grew out of a 1958 magazine. From that world, Cracked now tries to make some sense out of the world of dating websites (as well as the cents or dollars, when this video goes viral). 
And in the end, if we didn't learn anything, at least we had a few laughs. "If Dating Websites Were People" 


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Monday, July 20, 2015

The Desert Wind to Mountain Dew Visits Shaolin Temple  

The desert wind searches the sands for answers 

A student searches a shaolin temple for refreshment 


The Desert Wind (English sonnet) 

The desert wind does search the sand all day
For what its foolish heart allowed to go
For reasons just as distant as the snow
Which as its tears is very far away
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The thirst it feels is oh so hard to know
The soulless springs are graves of its dismay
Its emptiness the vastness does display
What spirit lends such purpose to its flow
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Oh desert wind the sun so sears your plight
Your search your hope your vision never veers
Though sands so challenge every youthful trance
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But on that night the moon in fullest light
Through veils of sand the searched for dream appears
To join her wind in this their endless dance


(From the onset of this poem there is something more going on. By the second quatrain a scent of sensuality starts to make itself known. Then, we have the conflict trio, which leads to the resolution. An example of misleading clarity. - This poem was inspired by the many drastic changes Arlene and I went through. People think about death, but the two who kissed on the library lawn across the street from her school are nothing more than memories in the sand. The musicians, the commercial writer, the spiritual leaders, the community activists and more, all gone. Many where the nights, I held "her" in my arms. Looked into "her" eyes and thought in amazement, "We're still together.")


And speaking of the desert wind, here's: Dessert Tunes "Sad Escapes" 

The desert wind turns into kung fu student 


It is believed the famed Shaolin Sect is only a fictional martial arts sect mentioned in several works of Wuxia fiction. It is also believed that a student ventured forth to the doors of a shaolin temple to learn the secrets of the master. It is further believed that this student trained tirelessly for the refreshment he sought.  And if that isn't enough, there is a greater belief that the whole thing is an ad for a soda drink, called Mountain Dew.  
This ad (Mountain Dew ‘Master’) was originally aired in 2006. Since then, it has many resurgences. If you are a fan if Facebook... It's back. "Fast shaolin fighter beating black guy" 

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