Saturday, September 12, 2015

Vast Horizon to Best Magic Vines Compilation 

One person searches for the source of the vast horizon 

One person displays the creative magic of his vast horizon 


Vast Horizon (free form poem) 

I wandered vast horizons
Of things that just might be
Urged on by the voices
Who fed the spirit of me
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Marvels were excited
Which soon became common place
Unwritten rules were challenged
Which few have dared to trace
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The sunrise of their purpose
Would find my shadow there
Feelings they would vote on
Where paths which I prepare
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And on and on I wandered
Lead by footsteps of some past
My own imagination
Toying with our memory
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Was this could this be the verge
Others lost had once searched for
Confused and bewildered as I
Seeding others’ destiny
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Then I turned around alone
Crying to faithful echoes
Of faces with reasons
Who could no longer follow
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Rage rage rage took my vision
As the specter of clouds
Masked the path to the unknown
And the safety of the route back
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Then from the vast horizon
Of things that just might be
Urged on by a blessed voice
Who fed the spirit of me


(This poem starts off with a well structured rhyme. In the second stanza, there is something wrong with the meter. By the forth stanza, as the speaker seeks out his reason, the poem turns completely free form. Although the poem concludes with an order lost, on closer examination the meter is off. - Here I was in 2000. I had just finished my year as master of my Masonic Lodge and 6 very successful years serving on the Masonic line of officers for my Lodge. I had been honored by San Francisco for my work with the public schools. I was instrumental in saving San Francisco's 3 Masonic youth groups. My Lodge's membership had quadrupled and was growing. These were a part of this egotist's list of accomplishments. My year, in charge, was fraught with hands coming out of the shadows trying to pull me down. My best friend came to me and said that he was sorry but he couldn't take anymore knives aimed at my back. Arlene became thoroughly disgusted and found reasons she couldn't attend functions. I became the person in the poem. I started 2000 set that I would never again return to Masonry. As I said my goodbye at a Job's Daughters meeting, one of the young ladies said, "Mr. Kloess, why are you leaving? You have done so much." Her words touched something inside me. After 3 months someone changed returned.)


Whether or not one believes in Jesus, this is a great song: 
Tasha Cobbs "Break Every Chain" 
(There is a power within a person to "break every chain") 

One person searched another shares what he found 


Movies have been around since the 1890's and they were less than a minute long. Now-a-days we have the vines, a short video lasting 6 seconds. What can one do in 6 seconds? Meet the team of Joker Is Me and find out. In fact they make vines and compilation of vines. Compilations that are so funny they carry a challenge. Try not to laugh. 
Warning - This video is so funny we may have to watch it more than once. "Best Magic Vines Compilation - Funny videos 2015 try not to laugh" 

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Thursday, September 10, 2015

Will This All End to Surprise High School Reunions 

A lover wonders in the endlessness of his precious moments 

A jokester wanders back to revisit precious moments 


Will This All End (English sonnet) 

Will this all end I ask the passing stars
In dreams of forever within your spell
Let’s ask the flowers perhaps they’ll tell
Love to stay welcome in this world of ours
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Those moments of doubt soft kisses will quell
Holding you close will bar us from all scars
In such a rich Joy no manner of mars
So we close our eyes and let our love swell
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As twilight ascends our moments so true
Lost thoughts in silence begin to awake
Longing for chances at which they may rend
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Enduring in this I love only you
No doubt in my mind of any mistake
Darkened with thoughts of when will this all end 


(This is not just an English sonnet. It is an Acrostic English sonnet. Even more, I managed to begin and end with "Will This All End". Note that the sonnet ends with words with negative connotations (enduring, no and darkness) which were turned to a positive. - In high school, I had t a teacher, Fred Wilkins, who taught me,to lengthen time by making the best use of it. Time itself doesn't change, our mind is asked to take in more. to process more, to live more. And so it was.Whenever Arlene was near me, I noticed even the "little" things she did for me. Arlene and I didn't just go out. We made events. For example a trip to the old Steinhart Aquarium might include taking in some of the shops on the streets nearby, outside the park, and a nibble near by. This also allowed for some extra private moments..We didn't always see all the aquarium. A good excuse to try it all again. Our night life was even better. Whenever we traveled, out of California, we were lucky to fall in with the little extras, like not only seeing the Mississippi River, dancing on it. Arlene and I didn't just enjoy moments. We lived endless enchantments. And when the evening came they came again.)


Let's take an endless while and enjoy: Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross "Endless Love" 

From endless memories to memories some wish would end 



Ole Miss Yearbook (University of Mississippi), class of 1921, is considered the most expensive yearbook, at the last purchase price of $4500. Speaking of yearbooks, meet Greg Benson of Mediocre Films. Gregg is a graduate of W. T. White High School, in Dallas, Texas. He was going over his yearbook and decided to visit some of his old high school friends. There is one big problem. The "friends' didn't know he was coming. Greg just showed up unannounced. 
There were other problems too. But we'll just have to watch the video to find out what they were. "Surprise High School Reunions! (with deleted scene)" 
(Is Greg Benson in your yearbook?) 

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I Used To Fly to Aunt Man 

As a hero unravels a tale of wonder 

A new hero is born 


I Used To Fly (free form poem) 

Oh friends passing by
High up in the sky
Where I use to fly
-
Remember the days
The endless parades
Of imagination
Which we would fly through
-
Such dreams we made true
Raining down on people
Dancing in the shadows
Of things which they could do
-
But why should they try
When heroes like I
Would come drifting by
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Remember the times
Smiles fashioned by us
Enjoying the wine
Of endless applause
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All those fancy claws
Of heavy jeweled crowns
With which they lavished me
And caused my vision pause
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My ego worked high
To what once flown by
As dreamer did die
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Remember the when
Standing amid crowds
Reading passing text
Of another’s day
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And to my dismay
They lost their sense of crowns
Turning again toward sky
Which took my tears away


(I hope we all found this poem motivational. If some of the references were confusing, then the poem was working. Note: some of the poem uses rhymes and some doesn't. The poem concludes with the two combined. - In 2005, I was asked by, then Master of my Masonic Lodge, Duane Tucker, to put together a Marine Corps Toys For Tots program for the Lodge. I'm an unusual egotist. I felt my Lodge alone would not be as good as the three Lodges who met at the facility. I contacted the other two Lodges, who thought the idea was great. I contacted the Marine Corps in San Bruno, California, who were happy to help. The program was very successful. Our members filled up the 3 buckets several times and each Lodge made a financial donation. I acted as a "rah rah" at the Lodges, to cheer our member toward success. In 2006, I took the Toys For Tots program to all the Masonic Lodges in San Francisco and Daily City (12 Lodges in all). One would guess, the total donations would quadruple. But they were surprisingly higher. In 2007, I got the Scottish Rites involved and extended the program to Oakland, Marin and South San Francisco. Men, who had been watching me for 2 years now wanted to play a bigger part. There was the "rah rah", driving the toys to the Marine Corps base and helping the categorize the toys. In 2008, one of the volunteers suggested to get our communities involved. With the Scottish Rites involved, whose phone lines where available 5 days a week, this was doable. More members stepped forward. In 2009, a volunteer organised an armature football league to help Toys For Tots. Some masons were even arranging to have Toys For Tots barrels at public events. Now, one might say, "Good job, Martin." But remember, it was Duane Tucker's dream. His dream could not have been as successful without so many waking up to dream.)


Tell me if this song is not fitting for all of this: Howard Blake 
"Walking in the Air" performed by Aled Jones 

In the midst of heroes a new hero is born 


One might think Superman was the first superhero. Well, in 1936 Lee Falk introduced The Phantom. Superman didn't appear until 1938. Now, The Dog Committee (a sketch comedy group based out of New York City) introduces us to a new superhero. Aunt Man! What mother would send her son into harms way? None. But, maybe an aunt would. Not only that, but offer him the training in the deadly skills of an aunt. Like the chilling skills of that aunt who wears too much perfume at family gatherings.
Look out, enemies of the innocent, for the might (or maybe) of Aunt Man. "The Dog Committee: Aunt Man"

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Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Within A Vision to Every Vine Ever 

A lover's vision comes alive again to dance in memories 

Meanwhile more memories are made for future visions to dance to 


Within A Vision (villanelle) 

Within a vision he had lost with years
Those memories he had so long ago
Still dance the children of forgotten tears
-
Amid the quiet gentle voice he hears
A raging fire became a dim lit glow
Within a vision he had lost with years
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Yet to a picture once again he steers
To feel the moments heart had come to know
Still dance the children of forgotten tears
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He wonders through his dust filled souvenirs
If dream of life he had was truly so
Within a vision he had lost with years
-
As all he put behind him reappears
A hidden hope again begins to grow
Still dance the children of forgotten tears
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And as the shadow of an ending nears
He hears familiar music softly flow
Within a vision he had lost with years
Still dance the children of forgotten tears


(A standard villanelle. Instead of placing a conflict stanza near the end, I've made a constructive poem, ending in a dream. - Arlene died in 2002. We lived and shared a exceedingly rich life. I don't really know why she died so young. I often think aging was weighing heavy on her. Though our youth programs were blooming, Arlene's health was failing and we couldn't do as much as we used to. Add to this, when one enjoys a popularity like ours, one gets to know a lot of people. People leave and die. It gets more and more depressing. Me? Do I miss Arlene? Yes. But life had more for me to do. Like the poem, I have rich and glorious memories to carry me on. When Arlene  died, I was surrounded by family and friends. Then came all of the, "Remember when you two..." All those "Remember Whens" were so grand, they still dance in my heart. Miss Arlene? Yes. But our time together was so wondrous, it would be a crime to crown it all with sadness.)


I felt this song fitting: Kenny G "The Moment" 

Memories made, memories to be made 


Sex has been reported, by research studies, to cause transient global amnesia (temporary memory loss), which night not be all that bad. Vines, for those unfamiliar, are short-form videos in a sharing service where users can share six second-long looping video clips. Recently, people have been commenting that they tend to look the same. Seeing an opportunity for a viral video, Ian Andrew Hecox and Anthony Padilla (of Smosh) did some research (or maybe not) and came up with this.
If you don't believe Ian and Anthony or the research studies, do some research of your own. "EVERY VINE EVER"

If you enjoyed this video press this link to be taken to EVERY BREAK UP EVER


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Monday, September 7, 2015

Here Is Our Time to Surrendered (funny...?) 

Lovers follow their hearts and surrender to the moment 

Loveless follow their heartlessness and surrender to what we won't believe 


Here Is Our Time (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Why think of forever when we have now
Here are your kisses and here are arms
Here is the moment you fill with your charms
Here is the meaning which life does endow
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Why worry of world when heartbeats are near
Here is surrender to wonder which streams
Here from the whispers which wakens our dreams
Here in this splendor of all truly dear
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Who knows what winds are doomed to pass this way
You’ve loved too well to cast this gift aside
How will we fare when all we share is tried
Let’s let forever care for this dismay
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Why ponder upon matters false or true
Here in this time which waits for me and you


(Here is another Shakespearean sonnet with a touch of Martin. In the first two stanzas a "Why" and "Here" theme is established. In the conflict stanza this disappears and reappears again in the rhyming couplet. Structure within structure. - Life blessed Arlene and I with many moments which we basked in. There were three that were the most notable: the disco period, our time at Ulloa and the masonic period. Let's focus, briefly, on our time at Ulloa. Ulloa is the elementary school that our children, Peter and Robin, went to. The best schools in the city had a strong PTA. When we enrolled Peter in Ulloa, their PTA was a "social club" for this one lady. Arlene had very strong social skills. People tended to gravitate toward her. This one lady did and talked Arlene into joining the PTA. Arlene thought the PTA should be doing things. like fund raisers and helping the teachers. This one lady said okay, as long as Arlene organized these efforts. Here is where I come in. By now I've become sensitive to Arlene and my strength as partners. To be the most value, Arlene should be in charge and I must make her dreams come true. Arlene's activism attracted other parents. In two years, after this one lady's son graduated, Arlene was elected president of Ulloa's PTA. The highest I got was secretary. A job I really enjoyed (not). If I had any input, Arlene and I would discuss them at home. Under Arlene's and the other parents' involvement Ulloa's academic scores went way up. What this new PTA did was amazing. To celebrate the school's accomplishments we held parties in the cafeteria and school yard. In a secluded classroom two lovers kissed to a moment.)


A song for lovers everywhere: Luther Vandross "Here and Now" 

How about something less romantic 


The Village pound (or animal shelter) was a feature of most English medieval villages. One of the oldest and well preserved pound can be found in Northfield, Birmingham. Alfrick Pound in a village in Worcestershire, United Kingdom. Critics believe the new term "animal shelter" is generally a euphemism for the older term "pound". Gabrielle Conforti may have the next generation. Gabrielle is a Los Angeles based actress, producer and now YouTuber.  What if you could discard family members to the shelter like you can unwanted pets?  
A little insight (not to ruin our laughs), Gabrielle is an animal rights activist. "Gabrielle Conforti: Surrendered" 
(Did we catch Gabrielle's hidden message?) 

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Sunday, September 6, 2015

Kisses Unknown to Save The Kiss 

It is the stars and the moon that spark these lovers' kisses unknown 

But what sparks a superhero's kisses unknown 


Kisses Unknown (lyrical poem) 

I love the fields of the day
Where vision of beauty will play
As my heart is stolen away
By wonder of you on display
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I love the sun through your hair
The light from your smile warms the air
My purpose for dawns lingers there
As days of surrender we share
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But in the moon of the night
Our magic and dreams there ignite
We chance every whim to take flight
While kisses unknown we invite
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I love the light from your way
Each flower joins in my refrain
One glimpse one hope of you attain
And to these moments days will stray
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But under stars of the night
Our magic and dreams are in sight
We dance off in wondrous delight
While kisses unknown we invite
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There mid our moon in the night
Our magic and dreams we make right
We follow our souls now in flight
While kisses unknown we invite


(This is just some words waiting for a song. If you have a song that may fit these words, help yourself, I've made it easy by keeping all the beats clean. The structure I used is: A A B A B B, where A is the verse and B is the chorus. - I turned back to poetry in 2010. Song writing is something I can no longer do. But back in the day, I was quite prolific. I had a partner,who was a singer with a great voice, Michael (Mike). In 1978, the team of Mike and Martin set off to make a name for themselves. Mike got us an interview at most of the recording studios in Hollywood. Ironically, Fantasy Records, over in close by Berkeley, was interested and wanted us back for an audition. I managed to pull together a band. With the hope of a recording contract, it was easy. We had two weeks to compose and practice four songs. We all had jobs, so we got together every night. Mike was having marital issues at the time. As our audition date got closer it was hard for him to stay focused. I knew Mike was having problems, but instead of remembering my friend, I stayed focused on a dream of riches. Two days before the audition, Mike was acting really weird. He left the practice to write a fifth song. A song we didn't need. I was tired of Michael's antics and blew up. In a timeless minute, I threw away a chance of a lifetime and a friendship that had grown since middle school. Mike and I would work together again, but would never more be that team who earned an audition at Fantasy Records.)


Back to the kisses, seasoned by a tale: Chris Botti "A Thousand Kisses Deep" 

A super hero must save the kisses 


According to the Guinness Book of World Records, the longest kiss lasted 58 hours, 35 minutes and 58 seconds and was achieved by Ekkachai Tiranarat and Laksana Tiranara on February 12-14, 2013.  Stephen Vitale's superhero has btgger peoblems than setting records for the longest kiss. Stephen is an up and coming filmmaker from Long Island, New York, and now living in Los Angeles. He has been featured in Shoot Magazine. But his superhero has even bigger issues than that. A major earthquake is expected to hit California in the next 20 years? Nope, superhero's problem is bigger. 
Give up? I might have over-exaggerated a bit, but let's find out. "Stephen Vitale: Save The Kiss" 

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Use To It to HBO's New Sesame Street (parody) 

Life can be difficult can be but some things just get use to it 

Some things make changes as difficult as it may be 


Use To It (free form poem) 

Here grew a flower
In the bitter soil
Reaching for a sun
Which it rarely saw
And as its companions died
Its tears formed a rainbow
The life that it lived
It got use to it
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Here flew a bird
In cloud covered skies
Winging its freedom
From the constant eyes of danger
Scraping out its food
In hopes to feed its family
Like so many others
Singing in the trees
The life that it lived
It got use to it
-
Here drew a man
In streets of confusion
Covered with the blood
Of another man’s life
While nobody cares
A mother cries from a window
As he makes up more reasons why
The life that it lived
It got use to it


(In this poem we progress from a plant to a human being. All dealing with a life it was dealt. It is interesting, how the poem takes on a darker nature as we become human. This poem also has qualities of the "repeating poem". Also, I snuck in a rhyme into the first lines, tying them all together. - When putting this poem together, I was taken back to my first apartment by myself. It was in San Francisco's Tenderloin, one of poorest areas of the city. I was working at the M & M (a restaurant) and going to school full time so it wasn't so bad, since I was rarely home. But Sunday evenings... After my day with Arlene was over, I had to bear the timelessness of this human abyss. It wasn't long before I met my neighbors and we got to know each other. Who were these people? Society's outcasts; prostitutes, strippers, thieves, drug dealers, people who life had turned its back on. It was 1969, and we all shared Sunday evening, when the world we were use to stopped. In that time, we stopped being students, prostitutes and thieves. We were just people. One of the things I took away from those "Sunday Evenings" is some people do not like change. No matter how harsh life gets for them. they struggle to hold on to what they have grown us to. I personally have been responsible for changes. Sometimes, in the quite of time, I feel a regret for the things that no longer are, because of those changes,)


To go with all of this, I've selected: Moby "Sleep Alone" 

Let's change up to something a bit more humorous 


The original name for Sesame Street was planned as 123 Avenue B, but it was changed due to the fact that it was a real New York City address. If you haven't heard, Sesame Street is moving to HBO. There are many speculations why this is happening. Jeffrey D. Dunn, CEO of Sesame Workshop said, “Our new partnership with HBO represents a true winning public-private partnership model. It provides Sesame Workshop with the critical funding it needs to be able to continue production of Sesame Street and secure its nonprofit mission of helping kids grow smarter, stronger and kinder.” Still, we long time Sesame Street fans are concerned. To elevate some of the concerns, Barely Productions has put together a light hearted parody of the New Sesame Street. 
Let's take a clue from the moment and enjoy. "HBO's New Sesame Street (parody)" 

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