Thursday, August 17, 2017

Echoes to Every Action Movie Ever 
The echoes of the past come back to haunt him 
The echoes of every action thriller come back to haunt us 


Echoes (transforming poem) 

Echoes from a silent past
Moments that weren’t meant to last
Times that happened by so fast
That my soul is now aghast
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So my life again recast
For the safety of contrast
Far from things I used to know
Where the past is not amassed
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Here I follow promised flow
Past the things I should have asked
Past unknowns that frighten so
To avoid being harassed
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Brand new me again I sew
All old past again I throw
My eyes closed to what I passed
Cut away those things in tow
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There I was this brand new show
With another summer’s glow
Followed by these clouds of woe
Echoes from so long ago


A man tries to put the past behind him unsuccessfully in this transforming poem. A transforming poem is a composition were a constant theme changes. In this case it is a rhyme. The rhyme sound "ast" transforms to"O". Notice that the echoes may have transformed but they haven't "changed".

Arlene passed on in 2002. As one would expect it all was unreal. Through the help of my family, friends and associates I  made it through the horror. To keep my mind occupied I busied myself with more service work. Into my life comes Jeff. Jeff was great. He drove me here and there. He helped when he could. A meal, a drink, companionship and such, Jeff was there. It turned out Jeff had gone through a painful divorce. I had just lost my wife and I seemed to be holding up well. Jeff hoped he could find my secret and that some of me could rub off on him. It took months for this to surface. There was an ulterior motive for Jeff's actions. I sensed one of the causes of his divorce. At the end of the day Arlene and I had a pretty good relationship. One who's joys can overcome any sorrow. Jeff. on the other hand had created a past who's echoes would come back to haunt him. 

As we get older in life, like me. so much disappears. There really were ice cream parlors where one could dance. There was a french bread that was only available in San Francisco. I know, because I enjoyed them. I enjoyed those school days. I enjoyed being 20 (both times). I enjoyed being a parent. Sure, I miss them and those times. But aside from looking ahead and enjoying the present, I have so many good memories it's hard to feel sad. Sure, I had my share of bad times, and when there is some extra time they may get a chance to pop their heads. Plus, I feel it would be disrespectful to the good times to be sad. Let us all live like that. Make good memories. Good moments. They will be a wall against sadness. Make the most of the people, things and places around us now. We never know when or if they'll be gone. Plus every positive memory is a strong, solid step for our future. We truly are wonderful. It all starts here. For a better tomorrow remember this: Enjoy.


Need some more inspiration: Seal "Kiss From a Rose" 

With that said let's go to the movies 


Action Films are a major genre type includes films that have tremendous impact, continuous high energy, lots of physical stunts and activity, possibly extended chase scenes, races, rescues, battles, martial arts, mountains and mountaineering, destructive disasters (floods, explosions, natural disasters, fires, etc.), fights, escapes, non-stop motion, spectacular rhythm and pacing and adventurous heroes. All designed for pure audience escapism with the action sequences at the core of the film. 
Here to give us some idea about action films (or just for laughs) are the folks of Smosh. "EVERY ACTION MOVIE EVER" 


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Stanislaw Jerzy Lec


 

26 comments:

  1. Yes Martin you are so right echos of the past as one gets older,
    This next week in particular will indeed be just that for me.
    Lovely poem and good to read.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Oh Yvonne, don't we know.
      Thank you, Wishing that your Joys surmount your heartbreaks.

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  2. Yep, things sure never last. Seen much disappear around here. The way life goes. Not sure Wal-mart will ever disappear though lol

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    1. There you go. Putting a humorous spin on things. (that works too)
      Thank you

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  3. Approaching seventy-six, with my own history of joy and heartbreak, this poem resonated! I have copied both poem/notes and know I will refer to them often. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you. That is quite a compliment.
      Dream on...

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  4. We all have bad times. Sometimes very bad times. It is our decision whether we want to set up a permanent home in them though.

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    1. Sounds crazy, but there are people who enjoy feeling bad.
      Thank you for calling our attention to this.

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  5. What a beautiful poem. I'm glad you have lovely memories.

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    1. Thank you. I'm sure you have a treasure chest too.

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  6. The past trails and grounds us like a shadow.

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  7. Martin I've noticed myself reading more of your prose parts, very thoughtful, sad... loving heart you have.Blessings!

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    1. Thank you. That is a compliment indeed.
      Blessings unto you.

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  8. I really like your closing stanza, M.

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  9. echoes a beautiful metaphor for memories. You are a great poet. Your stories about Arlene were so touching that it must have been quite hard to go through the loss. You cherish the memories and have become a man full of wisdom and share in your poetry and prose. Thanks for that.

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    1. Thank you for the wonder and warmth of your words.
      Yes. I miss Arlene very much. But the memories we made...
      May your memories shelter you.

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  10. Lovely echoes, the past is the past but filled with memories of those we hold dear. I am sorry to hear about your loss and recovery thereafter, filling the void with sweet memories. Today, you are stronger because of the past.

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    1. Thank you for your condolence.
      We should all use the time we have to make memories (echoes) to carry us through the rough moments.

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  11. Hello, memories are like echoes of our past. I like your poem, it was a sad time loosing your wife. You have become strong and can look back with love. Happy Friday, enjoy your weekend!

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    1. Sounds like you have some great echoes that have carried you over.
      Thank you for your warmth.
      Enjoy your weekend as well

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  12. Oh Martin, it took me many years and many dark nights before I could look at some of my past with eyes of gratitude for the lessons they taught, the strength they build, the wisdom they passed on, but yes, it is imperative to rise from that by acceptance and forgiveness, thAt is where the growth towards light is....

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    1. I did have a LOT of people to get me through the anguish. I am happy you made it through.
      Thank you so much for granting us this valuable insight through other eyes.

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  13. You said "I feel it would be disrespectful to the good times to be sad".
    I always wondered how people get past the loss of a loved one. I want to always remember this quote. Thanks!!!
    Lisa

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    1. Thank you for this sweet compliment.
      Always keep our precious treasures alive and add more to the chest.

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