Saturday, February 13, 2016

He Searches to This Mobile Phone App is For You 
Will he ever find that which was lost 
Will they ever find an app that was lost 


He Searches (sonnet) 

He searches ever for some magic lost
Some flowered field which blessed another day
He wonders how such things should fade away
When splendors of such promises were crossed
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He searches past those treasures meant to last
Those dreams which scented each new morning’s sky
He wanders with a time which went too fast
And left a heart to sigh of things gone by
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Where is that spring which lovers used to know
The meaning of tomorrows in its flow
The answers to each season in its glow
How foolish of the wind to let it go
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He searches others tears upon the ground
A path to end his searching was refound


Sure, it looks like a Shakespearean sonnet. But it's not. The first quatrain follow the standard ABAB form. The second quatrain switches to the CDDC form. In the third quatrain all forms are lost, as we turn to EEEE. As tis sonnet concludes, we return to the standard rhyming couplet. This sonnet uses sonnet forms (or formlessness) to emulate what is going on within the sonnet. 

There are many ways to interpret this poem. I didn't know of the many other ways this sonnet can touch. My first wife and childhood sweetheart, Arlene, died. She was only 49. Gone was the future we had in planned. We shared a dream in our time together. I went through four years of mourning and reconciliation and reconstruction. I then met and started courting my present wife, Amor. As we got to know each other I found out Amor was going through the same thing as me. It was like life had planned (fated) us to meet and complete a plan set. 
How often have we heard, "Why is this happening to me?" What this sonnet is trying to say is that sometimes things happen for a reason. The answer may be in the tears of the person which once was us us or that we became. The answers in the tears could come from someone or something else.I am not suggesting to wait patiently though life's challenges or to work through them, although this may be good advise. Advise I didn't take. I am suggesting: Life can be magical.

How about some guitar to go with this: 
The Everly Brothers "Crying In The Rain" performed by Chris Hampton

What would this magical life be without our mobile phones 

According to the Guinness World Records, the fastest texter in the world is Sonja Kristiansen of Norway. All you Star Trek fans: Remember those communicators? Who would have imagined the modern mobile phone could do so much more? New apps seem to be coming out each day. Remember those things called the typewriter? The average office secretary was expected to type at least 60 words a minute on one of these. The average teen can do this on a mobile phone with their thumb.  And pictures... It has become truly mind boggling what today's mobile phone can do. 
I mean it, It has truly become Mind Boggling what a mobile Phone can do. "Tired of Texting? This App is For You.." 


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For the meaning of life differs from man to man, 
from day to day and from hour to hour. 
What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life 
in general but rather the specific meaning of 
person's life at a given moment.
Viktor E. Frankl

Where Did The Hero Go to Grilled Dogs ft. Snoop Dogg 
Where did the heroes of our country go 
Where did the heroes of rap go 


Where Did The Hero Go (villanelle) 

They marveled in the glories of his show
And all the sacrifices he went through
Yet wonder now where did the hero go
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To serve a land whose care he came to know
And with his life repay his country’s due
They marveled in the glories of his show
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The things of youth he put aside in tow
Such sadness then from times and friends he knew
Yet wonder now where did the hero go
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From foreign shores his legacy would grow
His medal could not trace what horrors drew
They marveled in the glories of his show
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With time he would return to ones missed so
Who couldn’t see the wounds he did accrue
Yet wonder now where did the hero go
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With time those wounds would bring on tears and woe
And not a soul to tell his story to
They marveled in the glories of his show
Yet wonder now where did the hero go 


What is a villanelle? Simply put, it is a poetic form commonly written in iambic pentameter (10 beats). Generally speaking, they follow this rhyme scheme: A1 B A2 - A B A1 -A B A2 - A B A1 - A B A2 - A B A1 A2.  A1 and A2 are the same two sentences. One additional note: Modern villanelles are being created. They challenge the limits if the traditional villanelles for a younger audience, 

I am not a veteran, myself. My contact with combat heroes include two survivors of Iwo Jima, one of the relievers of Pork Chop Hill, a sergeant who saved his men by bating away a grenade, a bomber tail-gunner whose plane was shot down and spent 2 years in an enemy prisoner camp. As I grew more mature, I realized how blind I was. All men and women who serve our country are heroes. Imagine, they put aside years of their lives in service of everything we believe in, While I was out, in my youth, dancing and enjoying myself, they were working to insure I and all of us were safe. 
I come from the Vietnam era. For years our veterans returned home, many telling us, shouting to us there was something wrong with way veterans were being treated. Sure, all our veterans deserve our honor and respect. We all said it. We all say it. Surely our government was giving them the care they deserve. We are finding out this is not true. We found out our Veterans Administration had troubles Then we find out there were troubles in our veteran hospitals. How far does this all go? Where did the hero go? For years they tried to tell that there was something wrong.  I realized how blind I was. Get the picture? 


To go with I've selected: Joe Satriani "The Forgotten part 2" 

Rap is becoming wrap - Think about that as we continue 


Who was the first rap artist? That reputation would have to go to the griots of West Africa, who were delivering stories rhythmically, over drums and sparse instrumentation for centuries before Snoop Dogg. Speaking of Snoop Dogg, or Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Jr.,  he has been a major influence in this genre of music. He has won 1 American Music Award, 1 BET award,16 Grammys and more awards than we can fit in this article. Along with being an actor, Snoop is also a record producer and a business executive. Something must have gone terribly wrong, because Snoop is now selling hot dogs at Burger King. 
Just kidding. Snoop is actually helping Burger King train its employees on a new product. "Burger King Training Video: Grilled Dogs ft. Snoop Dogg" 

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I believe we should do more than 
sing the praises of the bravery 
and patriotism that our veterans 
have embodied in the past. We should 
take this opportunity to re-evaluate 
how we are treating our veterans 
in the present.
Nick Lampson

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Silhouette Of Darkness to Fatal Decision: Big Guns, No Budget 
The plight of the poor 
The plight of a movie without money 


Silhouette Of Darkness (free form poem) 

Mired in the midst of troubles
Existing with the garbage others have thrown out
Tattered are its clothes
Weathered is its skin
Silence fills its eyes
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Sitting with some unknown
Tomorrow has no use for it at all
Nameless
Shameless
A shadow
Drifting in human consciences
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Its soul has forgotten how to cry
It has no more use for its heart
But to carry its blood
The final reminder of its mother’s gift
Carried on the winds of time
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Nothing wants it anymore
Even nature’s most forgiving cringe from its presence
Even vision wipes it from its sight
This blight of what we’ve become
This scum upon our streets
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But as it moves
From the stench it leaves behind
Drab silhouette of darkness
Curse of imagination
A message falls
From use to be a smile
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Dream while you can
Dream while you can 


A free form poem. Painting a picture with words. No rules. No limits. No boundaries. A wonderful way to express ourselves. And if it rhymes every once in while. No harm done. I only follow one rule. I use stanzas. Rather than one continuous flow to the end (which is okay), I break up my ideas. It allows a breath. It allows a reader to gather ideas. 

Funny how often my life has crossed those of the "street people": The homeless, the poor, the outcast, the drug addicts, the confused and on and on. I'm not poor, but I'm not exactly rich. In the poem, the speaker refers to a person as "it".It is often easier to deal with people as things, especially if they pose a challenge. As many of my poems, this one challenges us to see and analyze an idea in different ways. It is weird how often my life has crossed those of the "street people": I found many unusual individuals there.  Everything from a skateboard master to a minor league pitcher. From a blind artist to a homeless preacher. One would be surprised at what gems can be found in the street. Most find themselves there by circumstances beyond their control, yet there are some who like this lifestyle (believe it!). Strange how often my life has crossed those of the "street people": There was that homeless fellow who sold Street Sheets (news papers) and brought me luck. There was that man who kept me company at the bus stop when I worked late. There was that fellow who held the door at the corner store for spare change (when there was no work that day). And here was a speaker calling a person "it". There is a saying, "There but for the grace of God go I." Perhaps it is all a reminder. "Dream while you can." 


To go with the poem: John Barry :Midnight Cowboy" 

A movie with no budget may not make money but it might earn a laugh 


The Blair Witch Project, made in 1999, is one of the most notable low budget film ever made. For though it cost $60,000, it grossed almost $249 million worldwide. The folks at College Humor are tired of producing small sketches on YouTube and want to try their hand at a blockbuster. They have a great story. But it seems they spent all their money on the last office party. So they re going to film their blockbuster with no budget. 
The worst that can happen is: they put it on YouTube. "Fatal Decision: Big Guns, No Budget" 

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We think sometimes that poverty is only 
being hungry, naked and homeless. 
The poverty of being unwanted, unloved 
and uncared for is the greatest poverty. 
We must start in our own homes to 
remedy this kind of poverty.
Mother Teresa

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Another Time to Mom vs Triplets + Toddler 
A couple battles human nature 
A mother battles triplets and a toddler 


Another Time (round) 

Another voice across a sea
Another choice is calling me
Another chance another stake
Another possibility
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And so I chose which path to take
Another chance for a mistake
Another dance another date
Another lover’s heart does ache
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There in her eyes my hidden fate
Another dream I’d see too late
Another time another day
I’d dare a kiss to try and wait
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Amidst the kisses words did stray
But what was left for hearts to say
Another day another night
All this now seem so far away
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Then somewhere lurking out of sight
There came a feeling all’s not right
We thought it just another pain
Refrains that came between delight
-
But this did little to explain
Why our light we can’t sustain
So we face reality
Inside this cycle we remain 


Let me introduce you to a round. A round is a poem where each stanza is somehow tied to the next. The last stanza is tied back to the first. Ideally, a round is a poem that has no end. One other thing is going on in this poem. The word "Another" disappears as the round goes on, and on, and on... 

Here we have a couple who gave up "another (something)", or put it off, for some reason and found it gone. They realized what they did and regretted their choices. This being a round, they did it all again and again and again... Maybe we have seen this happen. Couples who find that they have lost something. Are determined never to let it happen again, but fall into some kind of trap. Why does this happen? So easy to give it a reason. Sure, there are the blessed, who can break the cycle  There are also those who try to free themselves from the cycle. Then there are those doomed to the endless repetition. Maybe they are helpless. Maybe they are blind. Maybe they are comfortable with their status quo. Who knows? Here is something else to set our minds ablaze. Arlene and I did many things to keep that young couple alive. In the end, we grew old and Arlene died. Yet, I bet there is a young couple determined to go on long walks, holding each other's hand, just like that old couple they saw. 


Are we caught in a trap: Fine Young Cannibals "Suspicious Minds" 

Cycles, Battles - Try this on for size 


Parenting has gotten quite confusing. What is the best time to put a baby to bed at night? The answers I found was between 6:00 and 8:00 (and then the baby finally goes to sleep at 9:00...!). Meanwhile, meet Ellen Gibson or as many now call her, Supermom. She has 4 kids (not including her husband), Emily (the oldest) and the triplets, Jackson, Olivia and Levi. As one might suspect, Supermom has many routines. What's life like for Supermom? Here is bedtime to give us a clue. 
Question - Is it just a coincidence Ellen put out this video so close to Valentine's Day? "Mom vs Triplets + Toddler" 

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Be happy for this moment. 
This moment is your life.
Omar Khayyam

So Strange to Suicide Squad the weird trailer 
Lovers whisked off to a strange new world 
A strange movie trailer gets even stranger  


So Strange (Shakespearean sonnet) 

It seems the world we knew left us behind
So strange how quiet permeates the air
So strange how worries seem so hard to find
Just heartbeats to remind that we’re there
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Let’s take this hour of freedom by the hand
So strange that we had once knew what to do
So strange that we can’t handle the unplanned
Perhaps we still have dreams to guide us through
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Let’s start forgotten journey with a kiss
So strange their memories now far away
So strange their memories have led to this
Is this the dreams and hopes of yesterday
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It seems the world we knew has said goodbye
As we are free to give new love a try


A Shakespearean sonnet and/or a poem within a poem. Instead of pointing out the obvious, lets share two minor ideas. In the second quatrain, second line: I used the word "knew", instead of the word "known", because "knew" sounds like "new". In the third quatrain the last line:I used the singular "Is this..." to refer to  "dreams and hopes" instead of the plural "Are these...". I wanted to establish a new view of hopes and dreams. I hope this sonnet has planted some seeds. 

I don't have to go into a long elaboration into this love sonnet. I trust we are all familiar with the endless wonderlands of love. No matter how many times we revisit a treasured moment, there persists some unique "something more". Am I too far off? Oh sure, one could say, nothing is ever the same. But to mingle with magic, to loose ourselves in lavishes of luster, to grant the eternal wind wind one more sacred scent carried by flowers in love. Am I too far off? So strange. So welcome. So true. 


Did we see this coming: Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton "Love Is Strange" 

The strange gets stranger 


In 2007, an American consultant named Corey Taylor tried to fake his own death (including a legal death certificate) in order to get out of his cell phone contract without paying a fee. (Clue: One may be able to fool the government, but one cannot fool Verizon.) On August 5, 2016 Warner Bros. Pictures plans to release a strange new movie, "Suicide Squad", in which a band of supervillains accept a secret government mission that will likely result in their deaths. The trailer is already out. Aldo Jones has gone one step further.He has taken the strange and created the stranger. 
February 9, 2016 "SUICIDE SQUAD Weird Trailer by ALDO JONES ( English Version )" 


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The minute I heard my first 
love story, I started looking 
for you, not knowing how 
blind that was. Lovers don't 
finally meet somewhere. 
They're in each other all along.
Rumi

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Let’s Slip to McCringleberry's Excessive Celebrations 
Lovers dare to slip into a world of their own 
A football receiver dares to celebrate beyond any penalty flag 


Let’s Slip (Italian sonnet) 

Let’s slip from sight of others eyes awhile
And take a trip caressing midst the trees
Whose gentle drip of flowers do beguile
The sip of whispered kisses by the breeze
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The canopy of nature all around
The sound of dreamers who are free to stray
At play while flowers who will not betray
Will spray their fragrant scent upon the ground
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And memories of music made this day
Will stay forever in our hearts profound
Resounding in love’s power to astound
While crowned in youth’s eternal sway
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Let’s sip the richness that we call our lives
Let not a drip lay idle till it dries
And if we trip let’s take what still survives
To slip awhile from sight of other’s eyes


An Italian sonnet of a different form. Normally an Italian sonnet follows this form: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH or ABBA CDDC EFFE GHHG. This one uses both. Not only that. There is Word Wizardry  at play. In the first and last quatrains there is the play on the word :slip". In the second and third quatrains there is a rhyming echo on the second beat of the word from the previous line ("...around - The sound..."). 

There are a number of ways to interpret this verse. There is the intimacy aspect. Let's delve into the use of the Word Wizardry in this love sonnet. A sonnet is hard enough to put together. Throw in some additional structured word play and it gets a tad trickier. Let;s  say, we planned a dinner and a movie  for an evening out with our someone special. Of course we do a little research to choose a place to eat and a movie we will both be happy with. Then, somewhere after we have finished our popcorn, we pull out her favorite candy we have been hiding, Get it? Those little extras. Now don't laugh. Arlene loved clothes. I knew all her sizes. For presents, I would buy her clothes. I always bought nice things that she liked, the right size, from her favorite stores, but there was almost always something wrong (intentionally). More than clothes, Arlene loved to exchange clothes. "That husband of mine..." Those little extras. We can enjoy a great love. Or we can chance those little extras. 


And while we're on the subject, here's: Coldplay "Lovers in Japan" 


Tire of football yet - Not too tired to laugh 


Ever heard of Blair Lamar Thomas? Lair was a NFL running back from 1990 to 1995. He has the distinction of making the NFL 100 worst player list. Ever heard of Hingle McCringleberry? Hingle, who plays for the Tigers, holds the distinction of drawing the most touchdown celebration penalties. We are fortunate that Stephen Colbert captured some of these celebration penalties on video, so we can judge if they were warranted, 
Hingle McCringleberry is really Michael Key of the comedy team Key and Peele. "McCringleberry Gets Some Help With His Excessive Celebrations" 


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But let there be spaces in 
your togetherness and let the 
winds of the heavens dance 
between you. Love one 
another but make not a bond 
of love: let it rather be a 
moving sea between the 
shores of your souls.
Khalil Gibran

Monday, February 8, 2016

Passed Holding Reasons to Worlds Longest Touchdown Catch 
A couple's love passes reasoning 
A football is passed beyond anything ever seen 


Passed Holding Reasons (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Our passing will lift lovers as a breeze
Which passes precious flowers with a scent
Of fragrances from past as yet unspent
Meandering passed moment much as these
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Our kiss while holding hands heralds a mist
From eyes whose sighs now hold their sweet reply
To love which holds soft secrets to the sky
Brings heart held hope pure purpose to exist
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While torrents warrant reasoning to stray
From breeze of reason seasoned by the heart
Which reasoned rightly we will never part
From reasons for familiar kiss today
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The past which holds the reason for this bliss
Is reasoning held passing one more kiss 


Shakespearean sonnet or word wizardry? We start by playing with the word "pass" in the first quatrain. We play with the word "hold" in the next quatrain, though it is not that obvious. In the third quatrain we toy with the word "reason" (of all words). The take a close look at the rhyming couplet. Tah dah! Also notice how once in a while we toy with consonant sounds, like the P's in "passes precious". Why was all this done in a love sonnet? Explain love to me. 

Call me silly. But I really liked teenage love. I liked it so much that in love (among other things), I like to think, I never fully grew up. Walking Arlene home from school, long after she graduated, was just one example of how I relived those "magic" times. But as an adult who was paid to be imaginative, dream creation was the next step. I orchestrated special gifts (little things) to wild vacations (extravagant) all as only that person lost in love could do. And Arlene and now Amor loved it. (Can you relate?)
Believe it or not, there are individuals who are still uncomfortable at the sight of a couple holding hands in public (let alone kissing). Put all this aside. A gentle breeze doesn't care if it kisses a flower and spreads its dreams to all those who are receptive. I say these things as an affirmation, trusting that we have experienced these things too. Love, in the realm of couples, is a hard to describe world. (Wouldn't you agree?) Let us freely paint a picture of love and lovers for ourselves and others. Let our kisses spark eternities. 


To carry this mood: John Paul Young "Love Is In The Air" 

From the unbelievable to the unbelievable 


A 99-yard pass play is the longest play involving a forward pass that is possible in an American professional football game. (So far there were 13 of these.) Now imagine a 14,000 foot pass. What!? That's what Devin Graham (of Devin Super Tramp) did with the help of Papa John’s Pizza and Pepsi. This amazing pass will not set any new records as Super Tramp hired a special team to accomplish this awesome feat. I am not a football fan, but it doesn't take a football fan to be astonished by this flight of imagination. 
In case we missed it: Joe Montana was the passer and Dwight Clark was the receiver. "Worlds Longest Touchdown Catch!" 


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Love doesn't make the world go 'round. 
Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
Franklin P. Jones