10/29/2006

Sunday Scribblings : Hot Bedtime Stories

Believe it or not , to me bedtime stories mean x rated stories. . It's the kind that you keep away from your parents and teachers . I guess it's because my parents are not storytellers when were were children . It's straight to bed , lights off and complete silence until the morning . Fables and fairy tales were done as part of the school stuff .
The first time I heard ' bedtime stories ' was in school. There's this enterprising classmate of mine that went around during recess time to peddle a pamplet size materials containing naughty stories that titilated us young boys . He called 'em ' bedtime stories '.
' It's only for a buck ' Mr. Hugh Hefner Jr. would say while he showed the b.s. to us . He normally provided us a slight peek into the banned stuff .
One time , the teacher noticed the commotion and asked ' What's happening over there ?' The issue shown that day was really ' hot ' that the usual recess time was not enough to satisfy our curiosity whichwas carried over to our English class .
' Nothing , mam ' said Mr.Hefner Jr while he concealed the stuff in his jacket . Our teacher , not satisfied , approached him and demanded that he revealed what he placed inside his jacket .
He hesitated at first , then finally gave in ' Here , mam ' Mr. Playboy answered cooly . ' It is just a copy of Moby Dick ' he added as he pointed to the cover .
Just about then , the teacher was called by the Principal . ' OK class '. ' Bring out your book and read page 55 ' she said before leaving the room .
' Whew ' was our collectively sigh of relief. You see, Moby Dick may be the title but it's not about a certain whale and Captain Ahab .
From theneon , we boys called each other , dickheads !

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10/26/2006

Poetry Thursday : Inspirayshun














Yes . It was NK statement before KU- I want to be swept off my feet etc.-
that led me to write my so called poems . Bear with me please .

I was reading one day,
About the plight of poor children today .
Then I came across a story
Of Nicole Kidman , it's light reading really .

It seems as a rep of Unicef
She's doing something worthwhile herself.
I thought , she's finally happy .
After a long time being alone and lonely .

Remember that she's loveless .
After Mr.Tom Cruise left her clueless.
Why is she still alone ?
She was asked 'like a dog without a bone .'

' No one has done the feat ' .
'A man who will sweep me of my feet .'
She likes that feeling ,
We all felt when we were still in our teens .

Don't we all remember .
When we first fall in love 1 day in September .
It sounds so cheesy now .
But then , it was all so classy and wow !

I want to recapture that feeling
Of one's youth that once was like magic.
Then , I was like Superman .
To all of the girls like Nicole Kidman !

Naah , It's all gone now .
It's time to take a well deserved bow .
You can still write poems 'tho.
Something romantic or contemporary, 'bro.

Maybe you'll be like Shakespeare ?
No . Big words drive most women to fear .
Then write ala Nei Galman !
I told you , I'm happy to be like Superman !

So I'm writing once more.
Simple poems that's never left one bore .
I like it really that way .
Being straightforward to a woman always pays !
xox

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10/22/2006

Sunday Scribblings : Good . Satisfyingly Good .

The 1st time I understood what the word good means is outside the home or school . Let me clarify that . I fullly understood the meaning of the word . It was in an athletic competition . We were practicing for a high school basketball tournament . I was in my first year then , so you can say I was a neophyte . I like that word rather than rookie or newcomer . There's a lot more fight in neophyte . Surely a lot was needed then Our new coach , Mr. Martin , was the ultimate disciplinarian . My gosh , we were playing for fun but he made us do drills as if we were in the NCAA Final Four . The guy was really stingy in his praises too. As if any positive word that comes out of his mouth was worth millions ! You really have to earn it . This ' marines in training ' conditions continued for us for more than a month until our first game . ' Boys , you are not worth the uniforms that you are wearing ' he said in his usual put down manner ' But play anyway, and we'll see what happens ' . This guy was really anti Dale Carnagie , I said to myself . What do you know . In our initial game that summer , we walloped our opponents by a wide margin . The suceeding games were ' walks in the park too '. We won the trophy and only then we heard Coach Martin say something nice about our performance . ' You played good , boys ! ' That's it , but it sure was satisfying .

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10/19/2006

Marilyn Meets Vincent In Heaven















This poem was made for a friend who idolizes MM .
I was a VVG devotee . I dreamt I introduced
the two icons somewhere in heaven.


Hi there Norma Jean . How is it there ?
Have you found the peace of mind dear
That was denied you here on earth
& was missing in your life since birth .

Hi there Norma Jean . Where's Joe D. ?
Since your death , he lived so terribly .
Did you get the flowers he left daily ?
On your grave he arranged neatly .

Hi there Norma Jean . Did you see your mom ?
When she saw you did she say ' my baby , come '.
Did she recognized you outright Norma Jean ?
The baby was who taken away and has not seen .

Hi there Norma Jean . Do you know Vincent ?
He's the one with a brush who likes to paint.
Vincent's life here was so beautiful yet brief .
He left so suddenly with so much grief .

Hi Mr. Van Gogh. Meet Miss Marilyn Monroe.
She lived her life like there's no tommorrow .
While you lived yours without a dime .
No one cared then , it's such a crime .

So long my friends , Marilyn and Vincent
The two of you were really heaven sent .
We just don't have the real understanding
Of how to make your life here everlasting.

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10/15/2006

Love Has Its Limits

The initial title of this poem was Alone Again , Unnaturally because that's what happened to me . All alone in a hotel room somewhere . But it's not about me . It's about what leads us to be all alone in this world.

I'm in our room all alone.
Still trying to figure out what went wrong .
I'm like a prisoner on solitary,
Until the phone rang , it was my secretary.

' How are you , sir ' she said.
' Not so well ' I replied with voice so sad .
' Why sir ' she asked worried.
' It's nothing ' I said . ' I really have to hurry .

She gave me my itinerary .
But my mind was in something more scary.
I can't erase the picture.
Of what she did the day of my departure .

' I'm leaving you , Nike '
' I took all my things, ready to take a hike .
I asked ' Why so suddenly ?'
She gave no answer and took off brazenly !

So I am really shocked.
I got my bags & left too, never bother to lock .
' To the airport ' I said.
To the taxi driver who just want to get paid .

My heart was so heavy.
Much heavier than the bags I had to carry.
I have to drag my feet .
Towards the big airplane to take my seat .

It's not the first time .
That she said she's leaving, it's such a crime .
But this time it's true .
Our life together is really done and through .

I never listened to her .
When she said that she could no longer bear .
That love has it's limits.
So handle my heart 'with your hands with mitts'.

I am afraid of the future.
Living alone in this world is not my nature .
One day without her is hell.
I am ready to beg her to come back, oh well !

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10/08/2006

Warm Embrace


Everybody needs love and affection.
She more than anybody I know for inclusion .
The fact that she is the hugging type.
Who loves to be embrace plus all the hype.

She likes to feel the warmth of one's body.
She always gives a hug to a man like nobody.
So that she feels protected from all harm.
What happens around her, she gives no damn .

She needs one beside her like security.
As if guarding the President 24 hrs. for safety .
She's happy when one's there everytime.
Bodies rubbing against each other at all times.

But alas , she wants somebody's arms.
Not this man who's love for her forever burns.
But I am willing to wait no matter what.
Until the sky hugs the sea you remember that !

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10/05/2006

Autumn Of My Life


To you autumn is nice
The cool breezy wind one is entice.
Leaves are a changin'
To different colors these are turning.

It's a joyous season
Autumn or fall for different reasons
To me it's all sadness
I'll tell you why just bear w/my madness.

Autumn is parting
The leaves from branches separating.
Like that fateful day,
You suddenly left me and went away .

Fall is hopeless ,
Compared to summer full of happiness .
That is my life,
When you decided not to be my wife .

Autumn is silence
Lacking the sounds of the season's hence .
All voices are muted.
Like me on the day when we first dated .

Fall has no love.
All that are left in me are sighs and sobs.
I just can't go on ,
Continue living this life on my own ...

The Autumn of my life
I'll forever remember until I'm alive.
Your image slowly fading,
As the day's darkness starts appearing...
.


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10/02/2006

Where Love Has Gone


It was one specially vibrant day
When I decided to surprise you and greet you ' hey '
With flowers in my hand I came
All dressed up , sporty and sure not looking lame .

I hurried up to reach your home.
Hoping to catch my sweetheart , home alone.
Your mom said ' she left this morn '
She thought ' she's going out with you as norm '.

I excused myself to look for you ,
In some cool places like Starbucks and Blue Bayou.
You're not there , so I parked my car .
And walked to the mall to see if you're in the bar .

I searched there and everywhere .
I'm confused and tired so I sat down in a chair .
Then I spotted you in a theater w/ a beau .
Holding hands , laughing as you walked pass through.

I can't believed what I saw that day.
No way this was true no matter what my eyes say
And so I started asking & walking.
I confronted you right there so there's no denying.

Face to face , you replied somehow.
'Our love was long gone , it does not matter anyhow.'
You added ' I don't love you anymore '
' My heart has flatlined and you're really a bore '

And so I left the scene a broken man.
Not truly understanding where our love has gone .
Today . I'm still nursing a broken heart .
I often wondered when this wound won't hurt ..

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