Monday, November 28, 2016

A Moment to The One Moment 
A flower's scent brings a moment to life 
Slow motion photography brings a moment to life 


A Moment (Shakespearean sonnet) 

A song of flowers floating mid the air
Will cast a moment in the evermore
A moment which a heaven’s dream did bear
A moment which tomorrows were made for
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The whispers of this moment fills the breeze
Whose beauty blossoms always in our heart
There truly were such memories as these
Where fantasies of moments have their start
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Sing on oh earthbound starlets of this time
For twilight waits the sweetness of our flow
Forever waits this verse of lovers’ rhyme
For seasons yet to come a song will know
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What sacred scent brought life to flowers’ bliss
A moment set in splendor of a kiss 


A lover reaches to recapture a flower's moment in this Shakespearean sonnet. What on earth could this person be talking about? There seems to be some substance to it. Yet as each stanza closes we float on in a flower. scent. Then at the end of the rhyming couplet it all makes perfect sense. Of course. 

Funny that I use flowers as reference to couples. Stick with me on this one. Every guy courting a girl brings her flowers every now and again. Right? Wrong. Not if she doesn't like flowers, I used to bring Arlene flowers. Then I found out her mother took care of them, because Arlene didn't really like them. Etiquette prevented her from telling me directly. I figured it out eventually and gave her candy instead, The story gets more fun. There were the dances, A guy presented his date a corsage or a wristlet and I did (even when I found out Arlene didn't like flowers). When we moved to our "Palace in the Sky" we were invited to dance. Arlene was very excited. At the dance, something was wrong. Arlene was not herself. I remembered how Arlene had saved all the flowers from our past dances. We had to go to this big dance at the Filipino Community Center. I got Arlene a corsage for the occasion. Arlene didn't want to go to the dance, but one couldn't tell it. Motivated by a more sparkling beauty and a few more kisses, this boy was able to figure it out: Arlene wasn't turned on by flowers, except as fashion accessories.

Gift are fascinating challenges. We can give a child whatever is in fashion and that is that. What about an adult or a loved one? I'm from the school of thinking that believes: It's mot how much a gift cost, but the amount of thinking and/or effort that gives it value. This doesn't mean an excuse to be cheap. If the best gift is expensive, the best gift is expensive. But is this really the best gift? The best gift I ever got was my wife under the Christmas tree clad only in a ribbon well suited to let the imagination run wild. The best gift I ever gave was a warm colorful blanket for my mother. So every time she used it to keep warm, she would be reminded of a son who loved her. Gifts with that added extra require a little more from us, The good news is the computer makes the whole process a lot easier. Not only are these gifts great to receive, because the added effort rings through, but they are fun to get and give. So the next time we get someone a gift, why not take that extra step and Enjoy. 


How about a song about flowers: The Sandpipers "Misty Rose" 

A lot can happen in a heartbeat 


OK Go is a rock band composed of Damian Kulash (lead vocals, guitar), Tim Nordwind (bass guitar and vocals), Dan Konopka (drums and percussion) and Andy Ross (guitar, keyboards and vocals). They were  originally from Chicago, Illinois, now based in Los Angeles, California. In 4.2 seconds of real-time footage recording over 300 distinct events set in motion. Taken in slow motion, a song appears. 
A little confused? Well watch. "OK Go – The One Moment – Official Video" 


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It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars 
from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels 
faint and demons weep…a passionate, 
demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly 
knocked the earth off its axis
Lisa Kleypas


14 comments:

  1. Taking the extra step can make all the difference indeed. And yeah, that extra step doesn't have to be costly.

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    1. Thank you for adding your voice to this idea

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  2. The gift of thought trumps the gift of money. Every time.

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    1. Well, I won't say, Every Time, But I get your meaning.
      Thank you

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  3. What a lovely and gently beautiful poem. Gifts are definitely something to think upon...

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    1. So kind of you to say
      I bet your gifts are something
      Thank you

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  4. Hi Martin! Well done--I find sonnets difficult to write--and you make it look easy

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    1. Thank you, Audrey
      As talented as you are, I find that hard to believe

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  5. Gifts are great challenges, can't but agree! Great sonneteering as usual :)

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    1. Thank you for the compliment and for the affirmation

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  6. Good of you to take Arlene flowers once in a while, and ever so polite of her not to refuse or tell you she didn't care for flowers - a sweet lady.
    I gave a neighbour flowers once because she had been in hospital, and I was told to my face to take them away as she didn't have a vase to put them in!
    Nice poem.

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    1. My neighbor likes pies
      but you didn't get a good response.
      Thank you

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  7. A wonderful post Martin, awesome photo's to compliament it also.
    I particulary loved the red rose as my first pen name was "English Rose".
    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you. Happy you enjoyed.
      What a wonderful pen name

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