Eastern Star

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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

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)

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)

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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

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

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

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

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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

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.

Read more of my haiku HERE

Train Heart

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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

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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)

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

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!)

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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

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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

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

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.

Lamenting in darkness

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I woke up broken at the dawn of this day,

like mirror shredded in a million pieces.

news I heard from a mournful Sunday,

as her wedding day swiftly approaches.

Rough wrecked sanity enveloped,

these few lucid strands of my mind.

This lover's hope I clenched and invoked,

mere dusts aching memories left behind.

The day flew swiftly into humorless shadows,

of solemn goodbyes I last remembered.

How you were happy with his faithful vows,

but I shall only be to you - a soul kindred.

The night approached its darkest grief,

as I drown in its fathomless blackness.

A call from friends gave a mere breath of relief,

For I light my candle from their torches.

Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"

This was a poem inspired by the poetry challenge by Jenn Scott.

Use the line "For I light my candle from their torches"

Just another bus commute

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This crowded bus commute to home,
brought me instant irritation.
How I hate this conventional ordeal,
crowd, traffic, and rejection.

Until I sat in a cool and spacious seat,
noticeable instant attraction.
A lovely girl with long straight hair,
also looking at my direction.

I knew chemistry ignited the air,
electricity somewhat overflowed.
Sparkles of magic out of nowhere,
ire gladly departed with sorrow.

At a moment's rush I walked towards her,
as the bus gradually halted.
Inches away, her eyes summoned,
yet I slipped through the door and departed.

picture courtesy of Google

Blank page

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I sit,
blankly staring in a screen of hope.
Pondering over,
endless inspiration for one.

This hum,
a soft mechanical allure.
Lingers freely,
they shout into my deafened ears.

Mixing madness,
a solid array and blissful thoughts.
Vacuous disarray,
in a semi darkened room of abstinence.

A prose,
gently undulates the reverberation.
Inside me,
this absent confusion writes.

WOOF Contest – Top Picks for July 3, 2009

It was a difficult week since there were so many entries to choose from the talented writers out there. Again, I would like to extend my sincerest gratitude to PlotDog and to the participants.

Prose / Fiction

Jennifer M Scott – “Dreaming of Eve” – This story is for mature audiences for strong language. sexual situations and violence just wanted to forewarn you. a woman is haunted by her former boyfriend.

H. Benjamin Petrie – “Is this Love?” - A stream-of-consciousness piece aiming to combine a Raymond Carver-style relationship story with James Joyce-style internal monologuing.

Webbielady – “Blue Moon” - At last!

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “Who Will Make Coffee” - Funny and humorous poem about a volunteer brewing a pot of coffee.

Zorlone – “Untamed beauty” - One cannot claim full knowledge behind a woman's smile. "Looks like the girl is full of mystery..." - Snow

Free Spirit – “Armageddon” - When earth is too filthy to live in...

(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 3, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends July 10. 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 07/03/09

Prose / Fiction / Novel Excerpt

Jena Isle - “Chapter 1Umma Ayam Sinsana (Where are you now?)” - A true to life novel about Kalinga.

Jena Isle – “Chapter 2- Umma Ayam Sinsana (Where are you now?)” - Chapter 2 of the story of the Kalinga man.

Redrogue – “My Antipatic Colleague” - She is on the verge of hating her until the reality comes into view... What she's going to do now?

Poetry

Jennifer M Scott – “Candlelight Red” - A poem inspired by the words candlelight red.

Zorlone – “Last night” - "Without pain, can there be any real sense of joy? Without darkness, would we even understand the concept of light? This is a writer's curse and blessing, to feel things deeply and to make others feel them through our words." - Holly Jahangiri

Dragon Blogger – “Hurt Lives” - Poem about difficulty and staying the course in ones life.

Dragon Blogger – “Lost Drug Addict” - Random word poem including 19 random words about someone who slips into drug addiction.

In unity

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Anxiously waiting along the isle,
footsteps of the bride to be.
All eyes upon the lovely bride,
for all the family and friends to see.

Witnesses of an undying love,
rebirth of a relationship for three.
A husband and a wife's commitment,
with God as witness to their eternity.

All ears eagerly waited to hear,
the resounding words of I dos.
Ever the faithful hearts bound together,
the matrimonial celebration anew.

As witnesses of this glorious day,
of dear friends finally united.
Forever shall their love remain,
and start the memories tonight.

Congratulations and best wishes to Abbie and Reynold!
Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"

Untamed beauty

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The sunrise avoids your stare,
for she looks less graceful in your presence.
The morning sun is subdued - it's bare,
she glances away from your radiance.

A breath of your puzzling innocent style,
hides the thoughts within your lovely eyes.
What secrets lie beneath your meek exile?
What truths abound in your silent goodbyes?

Even the songbirds come to admire you,
but you are always ahead of their disguise.
They hum, they sing, they even coo,
try they can, but you are no prize.

A gentle smile, a watchful look,
choosing to be the exquisite wife.
Your soft lips tease, yet in your book,
you are the mystery in their lives.

Picture courtesy of deyedoctor

Last night

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Last night was a bliss of possibilities.
What ifs & what could have been.
The fresh memory of your presence,
seated gracefully and lovingly in front of me.

Last night was a burden - unloaded.
Issues - uncleared, unspoken, and unmentioned.
Though questions lingered and waited,
in my mind, I did not dare ask.

Last night I said goodbye, but admired.
You who were there, you who let me in.
I stood up, fumbled with small words - departed.
Resounded - I left with would and could have been.

Last night I missed you as soon as I left.
The thought of you was held constantly in my mind.
I liked you so much, these feelings flung in the open.
To know you, to see you again, and to wish for you.

Last night I prayed to dream of only you,
and of possibilities I knew I hoped.
There in my dreams I heard my self spoke,
"I love you," softy and gently I whispered.

Image courtesy of "deyedoctor"

Number one at Woof!

WOOF Contest – Top Picks for June 26, 2009

It was a poem inspired by the words of a fellow poet that made the top pick of this weeks Woof Contest! My sincerest gratitude to the participants and more power to PlotDog Press!

Poetry

Zorlone – “Under the pale moon” - Events that occur to our mortal lives have been witnessed by the light of the pale moon. A poetry challenge to myself, inspired by the words of Robin of Robin's Nest.

Dragon Blogger – “Doggy Day Dream” - Whimsical poem about what dogs do when left home alone.

Jennifer M Scott – “Wicked Victory” - A surreal poem.

Jennifer M Scott – “At the Lake Haiku Series” - A series of haikus about swimming at the local lake.

Fiction

Romeo -“ Memories in the Shadows” - A short story about the past, the love one can recieve from a loving mother, a caring sister, and the onset of a terrible medical conditon- all linked together by a river flowing freely through an open field.

(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 June 26, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends July 3. 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 06/26/09

About Writing

Writing Nag – “How Else Could We Discover the Stars?” - What is story and how can you add the elements of good fiction to your writing. A short piece of fiction is discussed.

Poetry

Zorlone – “I am my father's son” - "This little tribute, to one of such great importance in your life, points out many things that you must have been taught from his word and deed. Such as the connection that you have to your ancestors, the responsibility that you feel towards upholding your family name, determination and education and perhaps you hint that life has made difficult the upholding of his ideals, yet he has persevered to be a great man and a great father." - Strawberry Girl

Romeo – “Memories of the Past” - A elderly man recalls the love of his youth, battling the ever-present loneliness that comes with age.

Dragon Blogger – “Rescue From The Witch” - Fantasy poem about hunters rescuing a girl.

Poetry Friday

Puddles

I
Splattering traces of brown and black,

against the white and pink of your dress.

Your feet landed on puddles of mud,

the rain spits out hues at your gaiety.

II

Footsteps of a ballerinas' accolade,

pirouettes and fouettes executed passionately.

Waltzing drizzles of steady drums of thunder,

soaked your lavished hair and your pale skin.

To read the rest of the poem, please visit A Blinding Heart by Julia Ward. She has been keeping Poetry Friday alive. I also entered this poem at Helium.

Another guest poet is Deeptesh Sen.

Under the pale moon

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Under the pale moon, magic erupted,
legends spoke of new life.
Sorcery and trickery reigned
from this cold and dark strife.

Shakespear's immortal story,
fell under the pale moon's radiance.
A myth of generations once told,
love story of endless essence.

Heroes shed blood, tears and sweat,
in the dimmed sky with a lone light.
that came from the pale moon,
losing and winning battles delight.

A father's eternal promise to his son,
that he shall return from a bitter war.
Returned lifeless - a ghost of heart,
pale moon witnessed memoir,

Sacrifice to pagan gods of the pale moon,
for harvest, fertility, and for wealth untold.
Only sorrows were earned - loss of souls,
repentance from darkness that unfolded.

Inspired by the words of Robin of Robin's Nest, a superb poet, her "Moonwatchers" brought forth to this poem. A sort of poetry challenge to myself using the words "pale moon."

I just heard that Robin will be gone for a while, so I rushed to post this poem.

Come back soon with more poetry Robin. Take care!

Random Haiku

Sex Appeal
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Your kitty cat walk,
alluring soft temptation.
Stunned - I followed.

Acting out
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Tactless act of note.
Blazing stormy confusions.
Falling on your butt.

Misdemeanor
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Touch of cold shoulder,
arrogance flung at its best.
regret is too late.

WOOF Contest – Top Picks for June 19

About Writing

Izzy Daniels – “Improving Your Writing Through Article Elements: How to Make a Good Title” - This is the 1st entry in my series about improving more of the elements in your post. In this post I cover the impotance of a title and you can change it to get more readers.

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “Death of Beauty” - A dark poem artistically rendering a woman’s murder.

Zorlone – “Creature of the Night” - "...this has excitement, darkness and a touch of sensual longing..." - jodapoet

Fiction

Webbielady – “A Poor Boy's Memoir” - He was born poor but he had fun. See how this young son worked his way to childhood enjoyment despite his situation....

Memoir

Jennifer M Scott – “Twister” - A short remembrance of a tornado I saw when I was a kid.

Brought to you by PlotDog Press with the Serial Suspense Screenplay "Intervention"

(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 June 19, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends June 26. 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 06/19/09

Poetry

Zorlone – “Memories of you” - "A heart-rending poem... the anguish and feeling of loss is palpable to me, even across the distance. The lines are reaching out and mercilessly striking me, like vicious streaks of lightning." - JenaIsle

Dragon Blogger – “The Broken” - Poem about a broken heart.

Dragon Blogger – “The Next Morning” - Comical poem about the aftermath of a night spent partying. Crafted with random words included.

Fiction

Jennifer M Scott – “GI Blues Song Chapter 1” - A completely revised chapter of GI Blues Song a story about club singer and the fast romance and marriage to Jason, a man who will be sent to Iraq to fight. There is a link to the original chapter, the story was started in 2005 and ended in 2006. I think my writing has improved over the years what do you think.

I am my father's son

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I am my father's son.

His ancestors live in my blood,
the root of who I am today.
His legacy of time foretold
future of generations someday.

His strong adamant will,
determined calculated mind.
His eager child of education,
offspring of a covenant - twined.

I am my father's son.

I wish of honor to his name,
justice to this life's ideals.
Enigmatic walls only exclaim,
for they tore asunder from his ordeals.

With me is the family's repute,
my strength comes from this power.
Unafraid of mistakes - trivial pursuits,
lifeless sorrows shrink and wither.

I am my father's son.

Top Ten Emerging Influential Bloggers 2009

I give to you my nominees for the top ten emerging influential bloggers for 2009

Jan
(Carpe diem)
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Illustrious with words, few on pride,
he's out there, braving this journey called life.

Dove to fathom the vast oceans,
jumped out of mountaintops without reservations.

In twenty four hours, his influence kept growing,
His creative and unique style - appealing.

All it took was a breath of ideas, writing to exhale
tomorrow is a timeless work his pen drew today.

Carpe diem
Latin expression that means 'seize the day.' Carpe diem poems have a theme of living for today.

Dee
(Free verse)
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Latticed love in a five walled house,
brought summer from a winter's drought.
Cool words of a whisperer's tale,
from the mom's side you hail.

Your honor is the lady's palace,
of sweet love and a radiant fragrance.
All eyes shall we leave a graceful plea,
to join your domain so willingly.

Free verse (vers libre)
Poetry written in either rhyme or unrhymed lines that have no set fixed metrical pattern.

Roy
(haiku)
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Thirteen more crosses,
owner of a challenged past,
rise again and walk.




Haiku
A Japanese poem composed of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five morae, usually containing a season word.

Silver
(Free verse)

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Courage of a worthy knight,
sharp skilled mind and brave true heart.
No sweet talking can ever force her,
bend these iron will of art.

Awake all hours of the day,
armed - a ready pen at hand.
No distance shall impede her wit,
tell the news across the land.

Fedhz
(Cinquain)
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Home,
unconventionally solid,
writing walls of experience,
warm and fuzzy contemplations,
family.



Cinquain
Poetry with five lines. Line 1 has one word (the title). Line 2 has two words that describe the title. Line 3 has three words that tell the action. Line 4 has four words that express the feeling, and line 5 has one word which recalls the title.

Irene
(Couplet)
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"Lifelots" came alive with inspirations,
Humble words met mature wisdom.

Tactful phrases sung lovely tunes,
warmed up hearts from this cool June.

Painting rainbows across lines of freedom,
ever wonder where they came from?

Charitable soul, selfless child,
A divine inspiration, a guiding light.

Couplet
A couplet has rhyming stanzas made up of two lines.

Snow
(Quatrain)
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Fair as white as the snow in winter skin,
her fame has welcomed all of her readers.
Building friendships and lasting bonds of new,
a household name, so sweet and so tender.

Quatrain
A stanza or poem consisting of four lines. Lines 2 and 4 must rhyme while having a similar number of syllables.

Kelvin
(Tanka)
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Youth inspired writer,
creating themes from his eyes.
Eager pictures - blaze,
to follow crystal shadows,
daring intentions.



Tanka
A Japanese poem of five lines, the first and third composed of five syllables and the other seven.

JeDChan
(Acrostic)
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Juvenile thoughts encountered,
endlessly questioning thirst,
doorway to ascension of spirits,
chosen to represent.
Here he stood awaiting judgement.
A worthy son of patriots,
no righteous man opposes.

Acrostic
Poetry that certain letters, usually the first in each line form a word or message when read in a sequence.

Angel
(Rhyme)
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Passionate father, blogger, and writer,
his advocacy is keep families together.
Armed with numerous trials from the past,
his shield is God's grace of strength and steadfast.

This modest hero with his heartfelt sword,
face this sometimes demented world.
A cross tied firmly in his fair heart,
withdrew disarray from this troubled art.

Rhyme
A rhyming poem has the repetition of the same or similar sounds of two or more words, often at the end of the line.

This is a writing project that aims to identify new and emerging blogs that are making an impact to the readers of 2009. For the rules and blog qualifications, please visit Ms. Janette’s original post.

Thank you to the sponsors that made this project possible: Absolute Traders, My Brute Cheats, Business Summaries, Fitness Advantage Club, Events and Corporate Video, Events@Work, Dominguez Marketing Communications, Red Mobile and Blog4Reviews.com.

I hope you also learned some of the forms of poetry. I tried my best to give justice to the styles each nominee was classified under.

A plurker friend of mine Earthlingorgeous is looking for her own top 10 nominees. So, please let us help Earthlingorgeous discover emerging influential blogs to finally complete her list.