Zorlone

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 02:57:00 +0000

Eastern Star

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 23:25:00 +0000

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A thousand miles and more - away,
your presence is felt here.
Pictures of you on walls - display,
in this home that you used to stir.

The virtual conversations in cyberspace,
not a mouse click away.
Fills this longing for your avid grace,
sweet laughter brought to stay.

Your million different tasks await,
secluded offices under the desert sun.
Cool precision of your meticulous state,
never fails your industrious reasons.

Missing you here - so far,
with absent tangible kisses and embrace.
My dear sister of the Eastern star,
I send you health and brilliant diamonds - glaze!

Happy birthday to my sister Lorelie

This poem is also featured at Coffeetablepoetry!

Unafraid to love

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 16:53:00 +0000

Image by Google

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Man: What does it take for you to believe
this honest love I offer you - undeceived.

A light in my heart reverberates a song,
only sopranos and tenors dare take on.

Woman: Lies! Lifted from your lips,
my father warned me about your colored aesthetics.

Try you must, to make me persuade,
my tired heart wont make a mistake.

Finish reading this poem HERE

This day is great... (A list poem in the making)

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 01:44:00 +0000

Yup, this time, I would like to ask you to help me write this list poem. For reference, THIS is an example of a list poem.

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This day is great because I have started to write,
a new list poem for everyone's delight.

This day is great I have eaten my fill,1
She took me to lunch and then paid for the bill!1

The food was so rich that I needed a pill.2

This day is great; I won the big prize!2
Two Happy Meals and six orders of fries.2

This day is great because I have written another story. 3
Now, I only have 15 more blogs to worry. 3

This day is great I sang 'til my songs, 1
echoed in my ears like big Chinese gongs. 1

This day is great 'cause I went out despondent, 4
and came back resplendent with the joy of fulfillment. 4

This day is great even though once more, it's raining, 5
will be having a dinner and end the night by singing. 5

This day was great - I looked up to the moon, 1
and whispered, "the sun will rise up again soon." 1

This day is great (now your turn)

Reyjr - 1
Holly - 2
Roy - 3
Jena - 4
Madz - 5

I feel sick (A list poem)

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 22:29:00 +0000

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I feel sick because I have a fever,
do I need to see the doctor the day after?

I feel sick because my throat hurts,
I shouldn't have eaten too much chocolates and desserts.

I feel sick because of body malaise,
geez don't ask me what that means mate.

I feel sick because I am cranky,
or was it because I'm cranky I feel sick and lousy?

I feel sick because I have this rash,
oh my a new symptom, I dare not ask.

I feel sick but I'll stop complaining,
because with some rest I'll be up and running.

I feel sick, but now I'm okay,
because you'll stay by my side for a perfectly whole day.

I feel sick, but now I'll sleep,
knowing you're on the sofa, near me to keep.

I feel sick, but never again,
shall I make you worry about me my friend.

My selfish desire to keep you near,
will not be the cause of your panic and fear.

I feel sick no more.

This is an example of a list poem

1) The writer is telling you something--pointing something out--saying, "Look at this," or, "Think about this."
2) There's a beginning and end to it, like in a story.
3) The list is arranged with stylistic consistency and the words are arranged to create a parallel structure.

Another definition of a list poem

A poem that is made up of a list of items or events. It can be any length and rhymed or unrhymed.

Are you ready to make your own list poem?

The Night Duty

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 06:36:00 +0000

Taken with permission from jerb's flickr account

It was 4am, but patients at the ER (Emergency Room) were still a handful. This was the first time that Madeline volunteered at a referral hospital. The cases ranged from gunshot wounds, heart attacks, stokes, and vehicular accidents. She patiently tended to each one of them.

Every gentle touch eased the agony and pain from each of those patients. Her voice was soothing, her eyes reflecting the fond memories of patients she had generously nurtured within her wings. These evoked a serene countenance on her face. Although her green scrub suit was dirty with blood and sweat, her form blended well in the chaos of the bustling ER.

Read the complete story HERE

Haiku: City tour

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:21:00 +0000

Train ride

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Contradicting scenes,

shanties and mansions in view.

This ride shows the truth.

Hitchhiking

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Hitchiking in vain,

heat radiates on my skin.

Nimbus cloud passed by

On finding your way

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Landmarks were mixed up,

confused in a fray of streets.

Bystanders helped out.

Taken with permission from deyedoctor's flickr account

Parade of statues

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On historic streets ,

frozen prisons - ancient times.

Snapshots in frenzy.

For more Haiku click HERE

Filipino poem "Sinta kong tren"

A Hermit's Reward

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 12:26:00 +0000

Taken with permission from jerb's flickr account

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The hermit on a hill spend days just "to be,"
mingled in a mirror that time and space scribbled.
A barren gift of sweet filled candies,
rewards received from prisoned warmth unshackled.

Luminous lights of halogen fireflies amuse,
silly thoughts of impulsiveness to write.
Clear and infinite kaleidoscope ruse,
often seen stolen from a cold rainy night.

To continue reading, please click HERE

Malicious Appetite

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 11:48:00 +0000

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In dark alleys, they lurk,
like baits for hungry fishes.
Beautiful, alluring, and provocative,
you can't help but stare.

From a lustful craving, you come.
Borne upon a titillating desire.

To continue reading, please click HERE

Random Haiku made while working

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 11:34:00 +0000

Taken with permission from jerb's flickr account

Leaves
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Playing like ribbons,
floating in air - like bubbles.
Dried leaves of summer.

Afternoon heat
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Grains of liquid salt,
stick to newly ironed suits.
Streets melt in the sun.

Siesta
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Lazy sticky lids,
on a fat atrocious pig.
Afternoon stood still.

Train Heart

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 11:04:00 +0000

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A fond memory of a recent past,
I spoke to you again.
This queue of faceless crowds,
bewildered, but not forgotten.

You took me to my school,
to my date, and to my gimmicks.
Your rustling metal wheels,
helped me silently think.

To continue reading, please click HERE

First Step

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 14:39:00 +0000

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I used to sit and ponder
of what this life would be.
A solid look, an easy smile,
with songs from different voices.
Post it covered walls
define a day of a busy bee.
Few hours infront of a laptop,
to update twitter, plurk, and facebook pages.

To continue reading, click HERE

Number one at Woof! (Again)

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Mon, 10 Aug 2009 23:48:00 +0000

Taken with permission from jerb's flickr account

Best wishes to Rose's daughter who recently got married! I hope that helped explain why the tally just came out. I am sure that the readers also have families and would appreciate the dedication of Rose to attend to her daughter's special day.

I must have done something right this time to get the top spot again. Thank you my fellow WOOF participants for voting me.

Congratulations to the top winners at woof namely, JenaIsle, Dragon Blogger, and Jenn Scott.

WOOF Contest – Top Picks

Poetry

Zorlone – “Three hours” - A poem about getting stuck in traffic on a rainy night.

Jena Isle – “You” - A blog - to truly exist - needs other blogs to survive. You is a poem dedicated to those who believed in my blog.

Dragon Blogger – “Twisted Creatures” - Rhyming child like poem about the insects of the night.

Jennifer M Scott – “Aurora of the Damned” - A surreal poem on life.

Fiction

Dragon Blogger – “Kendrick's Story” - A fantasy short story I wrote last week, my first one ever submitted to WOOF.

(WOOF participants should re-post all the links above by next Monday. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

Presenting the finest of the writer’s blogs by the bloggers who write them. Highlighting the top posts as chosen by the August 7, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends Aug 14. Submit a link to your best writing post of the last 3 weeks using the form on this page. Participants, repost the winning link list within a week and you’re all set.

Other WOOF Contestants for 08/07/09

About Writing

H. Benjamin Petrie – “New Yorker Fiction Podcast” - A short description and recommendation of the New Yorker's fiction podcast.

Fiction

Webbielady – “A Warm Encounter Under the Cold Rain” - No one could imagine the warmth under the cold rain until she met him!

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “Soul Purpose” - Sad depression poem about soul searching in the aftermath of divorce.

Jennifer M Scott – “Rainbow in Night” - A poem of hope.

Jennifer M Scott – “Tainted Hearts” - A poem of wrong love.

Jennifer M Scott – “July” - Everything great about July in a poem.

Gradual Move

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 15:38:00 +0000

Picture was taken with permission from jerb's flickr account

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Even a slow transition to a new house,
may seem like an overwhelming spouse.
The change has not been smooth,
for much had been lost with such a move.

I thread the water so slowly,
this heaven on the ground - velvety.
Such carpentry ingeniously mastered,
this tranquil poet - encountered.

The bright luminescent flames,
set aside in a fireplace's name.
Have been the warmth and glow,
of this new home I would call my own.

Welcome to my blog's new home

WOOF Contest – Top Picks July 24 (Late, but worth it!)

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 15:20:00 +0000

This post was a week old late, but, it is so worth it. The poem of yours truly was the top pick followed by my dear poet buddies online Dragon Blogger and Jennifer Scott.

Congratulations to the winners of the Woof (writer's offering our finest) and more power to Plotdog!

Poetry

Zorlone – “After Thought” - A poem of regret.

Dragon Blogger – “Sweet Songs of Youth” - Poem about childhood love and innocence.

Jennifer M Scott – “Among Lilac” - A poem of decisions.

About Writing / Creative Non-Fiction / Non-Fiction

Greg Freed – “Garden Part One” - A story about a man and his dog and a question about animal ethics.

(WOOF participants should re-post all the links above by next Monday. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

Presenting the finest of the writer’s blogs by the bloggers who write them. Highlighting the top posts as chosen by the July 24, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends Aug 7. Submit a link to your best writing post of the last 3 weeks using the form on this page. Participants, repost the winning link list within a week and you’re all set.

Other WOOF Contestants for 07/24/09

About Writing / Creative Non-Fiction / Non-Fiction

Writing Nag – “7 Questions for Creative Writing Accountability” - Are you achieving your writing goals? Why or Why Not? Questions to ask your self and a freewriting prompt.

Greg Freed – “What we talk about when we talk about the economy” - Opens with a short essay about how we divide numbers from stories, so that it's "9.4% unemployment," not "Mr. Soandso, father for four and devoted husband for twenty years, got laid off." Moves into a narrative about how the economy is impacting my family, an attempt to reinject personal stories back into newsworthy topics.

Poetry

Jennifer M Scott – “Morning Minuet” - A poem of weird surrealism.

Yellow Ribbons: A Sonnet for Cory Aquino

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 06:02:00 +0000

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Faith - such an eloquently righteous human trait,
these divided souls of chaotic worldly cry.
What have been a momentous lucent losing state,
yellow color that alone symbolized your smile.
Weight of a nation once on your broken shoulders,
left scars - distasteful garish attacks and disgrace.
Losing a hero - who wanted you forever,
a father of this country with a gun betrayed.

Now you lie in peace, this country beckons,
our prayers adrift through yellow ribbons - unite.
A call to the people to make an impression,
these questioning times of desperation and strife.
Hoping for a miracle of voices pray dear,
that smile on your face that would never disappear.

Picture courtesy of Barrio Siete
I would like to personally thank Reyna Elena and the Barrio Sietezens for this campaign

Random Haiku

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 11:59:00 +0000

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Crazy weather falls,
dark clouds with holes of sunlight,
umbrellas flew by.

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I taste the sweet air,
berries and mint with frosting,
I salivate now.

Three hours

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 10:16:00 +0000

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8:44pm

Inching my way through dreaded traffic,
on a Sunday night, weary and rain-sick.

Rain fell like lemon drops on my windshield,
smearing the transparent glass with a taste - sour-filled.

9:35pm

The lively sounds on the careless radio,
contradicted the atmosphere's depot.

Wild horns of angry cars prepared to fight,
while my mind was preoccupied with the urge to go home tonight.

10:57pm

The procession of commuters simply continued
as the cars behind me deliberately counter-flowed.

The volume of vehicles spilled over,
while water spew out of manholes' fervor.

11:53pm

The slow crawl of unhappy crowd ceased intently,
flying past the remnants of the flooded streets hungrily.

A sigh of relief brought home, yet less vigor,
this tired and worn out lonesome driver.

Picture courtesy of Zorlone while driving last Sunday night

Rush train-ache

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 23:36:00 +0000

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Rush hour has given way,
for my desire to come home.
This jam packed train has beckoned,
to relive these fond memories alone.

Ignoring the sweaty perfume,
of passengers tired and worn.
The soft beeping doors reminded me,
of your melodic voice of tone.

I squeezed inside to make way,
witnessing a rare lover's kiss.
Reminded me of our youth together.
Oh, how immature were us kids!

These billboards spoke of memories,
of our dear romantic bliss.
Each landmark planted glimpses,
miserably stored inside - amiss.

As I left the train, I found the familiar smell,
our long embrace when we parted.
Everyday this train ride reminds me,
the pain of your absence, my beloved.

Picture courtesy of Dr. Alvin Mercado

Flipping channels

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 15:10:00 +0000

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Channel surfing on cable TV while procrastinated on life,
Smallville or Discovery, the latter station sufficed.

When National Geographic appeared, featuring trendy Asian fashion,
I just flipped the channel again, opted to watch a UFC countdown.

On ANC, just more breaking news about a mudslide in Japan.
While CNN had a different view, it featured a total eclipse of our sun.

At Studio 23, there was basketball, while Donald Trump was on Starworld,
Oprah talked while Michael Jackson had a tribute - alas, moonwalked backward.

Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon, showed my favorite animations,
Ben Ten and Avatar Ang saving lives and nations.

ESPN showed Wimbledon, Federer reigned as king,
Indiana Jones was at Cinemax, I was going crazy on tv listings.

Infomercials everywhere, I could have almost dialed.
Remembering my last list poem, so munching chips is what I tackled.

Too bad for re-runs of my favorite serial killer,
Dexter would have gotten them all, those heartless evil doers.

Breaking the magician's code, was not made with just some wild guesses.
It was more like Mythbusters at work, with lots of music and dances.

Fox Crime showed Bones and Fringe, even an episode of CSI.
Hallmark ran an old movie, I didn't get the title - maybe later online.

A night alone with TV and cable, never was a hateful activity,
Relaxing this tired mind, to entertain this midweek's insanity.

After thought

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 05:40:00 +0000

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Shredded clouds lay on earth,
like solemn mournful pleas.
Anxieties and enemies hurt,
this concealed war driven slurry.

Illusion of a threatening cry,
never was a good invitation.
Sharing pieces of deep seated sighs,
words used shamelessly for attention.

A certainty of indecision passed,
unwilling sadness was awakened.
This truth of a half hearted lass,
was never in the right place to mention.

Only when the after thought came,
sorry for one's actions.
Lesson learned for what might become,
a lonesome memory - abandoned.

Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"

WOOF Contest – Top Picks July 17, 2009

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 05:34:00 +0000

Only three top picks were chosen for this week's Writer's Offering Our Finest (WOOF) contest. Dragon Blogger placed number one followed by Jennifer M Scott. I was lucky to make the third place.

Congratulations to the winners and to the participants of the woof contest and more power to Plotdog!

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “The Adamantium Lobster” - A story poem about a lobsterman who finds a magical catch.

Jennifer M Scott – “Calm Bequeaths me Solitude” - A poem for my poetry challenge 'For I light my candle".

Zorlone – “Lamenting in darkness” - "I feel anguished by the sad intensity of your poem. But it's better to feel something than to be numb - as in frostbite." – JenaIsle

(WOOF participants should re-post all the links above by next Monday. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

Presenting the finest of the writer’s blogs by the bloggers who write them. Highlighting the top posts as chosen by the July 17, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends July 24. Submit a link to your best writing post of the last 3 weeks using the form on this page. Participants, repost the winning link list within a week and you’re all set.

Other WOOF Contestants for 07/17/09

Poetry

Christable Anon – “Three Fold” - Fancies kept in stock for the wee hours when the world grows dry of little comfort to your branched feelings...

Jennifer M Scott – “Independence” - A patriotic poem written in acrostic using the word independence.

Dragon Blogger – “Hallucinations” - A poem about someone going through a drug induced trip.

My pocket is empty

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 13:53:00 +0000

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My pocket is empty, I don't know why,
was it the new ipod I bought last night?

My pocket is empty, so I reached a little deeper,
got a receipt from an expensive dinner.

My pocket is empty, I should not have given in,
to the plea of my niece's birthday gift last weekend.

My pocket is empty, so I checked my wallet,
there wasn't any bills, not even a cent.

My pocket is empty, I went to the ATM,
only to find out that that was a dead end.

My pocket is empty, so I'm working overtime tonight,
even if I get home way after midnight.

My pocket is empty, I am dying in shame,
can you please spare me some change?

Thanks to eyevasco for the burst of inspiration. I was having the same predicament as you.

Could have been dinner

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 05:06:00 +0000

Warning: Not for the faint of heart

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Smooth road brought excitement,
to hungry tires with teeth bare.
Giggles with deafening echoes,
resound from here to everywhere.

Turns and corners,
of unknown uncaring distances,
succumb to the elusive joy,
as this trip - advances.

Pin point colored rays strained,
from thick canopies of clouds,
arouse flapping wings of youngsters,
lurking beyond.

Wakeful snoozing head,
of a tired driver's view,
sudden darkened road,
unnoticed by this dumb sinew.

A turkey abruptly awaken,
these eyes wide open now!
Familiar reflexes blinked,
like a kitchen knife in the hands of a hausfrau.

Half a second too late,
these starving tires satisfied.
The crush of snapping bones,
insides squashed out life.

Oozing blood and juices,
organs flew everywhere,
a flattened wasted mound,
of what could have been dinner.

Mercilessly left,
a roadkill set aside.
This stupid driver left
and lost the view from his rear sight.

A comment several posts back between Roy and Holly about making an ode to a roadkill made me attempt to make this. I just finished editing it, I hope this is close enough.
Picture courtesy of google

WOOF Sandwich - Woof top picks July 10, 2009

noreply@blogger.com (zorlone) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 01:32:00 +0000

picture courtesy of google

Okay, this feels like a sandwich because I feel like the filling, Roy is the bread and Dragonblogger is the garnish on top. Congratulations to the winners and to all the participants of the woof contest.

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “Late Afternoon Nightmare” - A poem about trying to catch an afternoon nap which only ends in a nightmare.

Roy – “unpoetic” - Senseless lines... or are they?

Zorlone – “Blank page” - "Such a true prose, the "process" is as you describe. The blank page a canvas for thoughts and inspiration, ready to pour out from within." Eric S.

Zorlone – “Just another bus commute” - "...That chance may never come again..but then... I'm sure somewhere down the road, you'll finally meet your princess." - JenaIsle

Fiction / Prose / Memoir

Roy – “The Short Story Blogger” - A blogger... his life... his stories...

(WOOF participants should re-post all the links above by next Monday. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

Presenting the finest of the writer’s blogs by the bloggers who write them. Highlighting the top posts as chosen by the July 10, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends July 17. Submit a link to your best writing post of the last 3 weeks using the form on this page. Participants, repost the winning link list within a week and you’re all set.

Other WOOF Contestants for 07/10/09

Fiction / Prose / Memoir

Jennifer M Scott – “Cinnamon French Toast” - How making french toast spawns a memory or two.

Webbielady – “The Fish Is Caught From Its Mouth” - Indeed, the fish is baited in the mouth, thus, to keep quiet sometimes gives us safety.

Roy – “He is still the same son after all...” - Rediscovering my long lost relationship with my son...

Poetry

Jennifer M Scott – “Haiku Series 19” - A series of haikus based on a variety of subjects.

Jennifer M Scott – “Waterlily” - A surreal poem and it includes another picture drawn by me.