(Delilah, the Silver Princess, is a work of art - a collage -- featured at the Dogs of Bark City fundraising campaign http://dogtime.com/dogs-of-bark-city.html Awesome art--obviously created by someone who has a lot of patience working with small trinkets. Imagine the amount of glitter needed to cover Delilah's coat--plus "composing" the collage of bits and pieces all around Delilah's body. She sold for $12,500. Good job!
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keys, coins, pieces of brass pendants, chains, that shine like glass
belt buckle and brooch, a lopsided earring a thimble it is, not a tiny bell ringing
a Christmas tree beside a symbol of infinity odd shapes and sizes, trinkets blinking at me. i see a letter J, and a padlock do you see? pray tell, where to find the lock's matching key?
flowers and leaves, no they are not green because they are coated with metallic sheen
a bolt, where's the nut?, an upholstery tack is that a wagon, maybe there's a grass shack?
hoops and buttons and an artist's brush i bet the brush would make the hound dog blush
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
being ill makes it so easy to fall deep into depression
[B]Yesterday as I looked out the window, I caught a glimpse of the sky at dusk. There was a sudden pang of sadness that flashed --there was a cool breeze blowing....and an inspiration for a poem came through. I wrote two within a few minutes of each other. It's amazing how inspiration comes and goes.....
there's something about dusk that brings sadness to me it brings back time in the distant past of how things used to be
i don't know why it reminds me of sad Christmases and new years too the childhood that still haunts me the vivid faces that make me blue
why is dusk sad unlike dawn that seems to carry hopes and cheer at times, this grief that dusk has spawned brings me closer to the point of tears
i wish i know a time and place when and where dusk is instead happy i'll go there once, create my space draw inspirations for cheerful poetry
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Remember December
i smell the scent of Christmas air in cool and chilly December it's not as cold as where there is snow no need for crackling fire or ember
the Christmas air that i know of is fragrant like fresh flowers sometimes it smells like freshly baked bread i crave for coffee, jam and butter
in December is when i hear the church bells at 3:00 in the morning from 3:00 am till 4:00 am Christmas carols,Ray Conniff's playing
these Decembers of my childhood are gone and fading from my memory but there are times they flash like lightning leaving me happy, smiling and dreamy...
I was browsing through blogs sometime last week and saw the picture accompanying the blog, "Jack and his Toys" and I just couldn't resist saving the picture--immediately forming a little poem in my head about it. But I didn't get the chance to write the words right away. Today, Valentine's Day here in the Philippines, I woke up to a nice morning and felt inspired to pen down that poem.
I hope ms ConeyIsBabe wouldn't mind my borrowing the picture. I hope you'll like my little poem too.
today's a hot and sunny day a perfect time to go out and play
so off i went to my basket of toys oh no! they're all gone! 'must be the boys?
round and round i looked and looked saw the empty basket, am i spooked?
i miss the birdy, the bear, the duckie, oh where oh where is my favorite bunny?
i walked around and surveyed the place is that a shadow of a bear's hairy face?
my gaze went up and what a joy! pinned along a clothesline are all my toys!
now i still walk round and round, my heart's excited can't wait to touch them when they're dried and dusted
oh great Sun up above continue shining see you again around, on the next washing and drying.
Who would have thought that a correctional institution such as the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center (CPDRC, Cebu, Philippines) could rise to fame via youtube? But no, it is not the means that they rose to fame that is phenomenal but the fact that these are inmates dancing to different popular tunes with the choreographic moves of professionals.
Their latest vid -- a tribute to Michael Jackson featuring the MJ song, "They Don't Care About Us". The inmates in this maximum security prison was visited by no less than Michael Jackson's long-time choreographer Travis Payne and dancers Daniel Celebre and Dres Reid to learn performances from THIS IS IT.
This is not their first vid, they have had several other performances before this which have caught worldwide attention when these vids were uploaded to the biggest and most popular video website, youtube.
It all started with an attempt to diffuse a volatile situation with a full-blown prison riot brewing. Extracting the idea from another movie that the warden, Byron F. Garcia, had seen previously, where an inmate walked into the warden's office and spoke via the public address system which created a huge impact bringing about a positive change --but that's scripted because it was in a movie, while the CPDRC case was real-life.
When the jail warden played the song "Another One Bites the Dust" which was stored in his USB flash drive along with two other songs, the volatile situation was calmed and the riot did not happen. It's been three straight years now that this maximum security prison has been riot-free.
It wasn't overnight success either, and the inmates did not right away welcome the choreographers. When they eventually agreed to participate, it took a long while to teach them the moves but everything paid off well. They now have numerous dance performances captured on video and uploaded to the internet.
There are various concerns as to the possible misleading effect of the popularity of these inmates against the concept of correction and rehabilitation but who would argue with the positive effects it gives now? Physically healthy inmates (what with all that physical exercise they get from dancing), mentally healthier inmates that are veered away from boredom inside the institution and a generally happier and more cheerful environment inside the confines of maximum security.
It is absurd to think that one would intentionally commit a serious crime to join the dancing inmates (I personally don't think one would do it intentionally) but for those who are already committed there, it is a relief to know that they are in one of the safest prison environment in the land-- where they dance their time away. Whatta whole new way to DO TIME.
While you were sleeping, I made a thoughtful wish Then, an angel came to tell you and said "wish is granted, go in peace!" The angel in her radiant blue glow, Leaned over, this I saw She held your hand and before she flew, left a gentle kiss on your brow..
“It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.” ~ Kahlil Gibran ~
My answers to a set of questions asked of me by a 55 yr old male in California:
dear guy_whose_name_must_never_be_mentioned:
No special reason I don't have a pic in my profile. No special reason my id is namelessfaceless No special reason why I blog here~~ I blog in other places too.
Yep, I am quite comfortable in my own skin. Yep, I am quite comfortable with the way I express myself in YOUR language...No, I am not thinking I am superior, far from it. And yes, I do speak my own language well -- I can write well in Tagalog too -- and not the annoyingly popular text message format lyk d 1 styl u cn c me typing here now n dis part of d blog. Let me know how u r8 my English and Tagalog (di me getz wat u mean, pde b pkiulit ung msg mo?)
Yes I have a life outside FFF although a big part of that life is spent on the internet too. My social life is not in any way nearing the boundary of zero because I still see and talk to my neighbors here -- I hope they count as "lifeform" for you? Maybe I should ask if my friends from some parts of Roswell also count as a lifeform for you? They are only in my imaginations anyway.
Oh yes, I did go to school. Not in a nipa hut school house though, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Last time I checked, the number of concrete buildings in the campus of UPLB (let me spell that out for you, University of the Philippines at Los Banos) has doubled from way back in 19(bleep) when I was there. Too bad, my beloved campus has lost its "natural" feel to it -- the price of modernization, I'm afraid. I'd still choose the old campus any day. I'm sure that everyone in my school today would be ecstatic to be holding classes in nipa huts, if at all possible.
I don't see a relevance at all about digging into my family tree to find out if I have relatives who are "famous" ( I really wonder why you bring that in) but again, i am sorry to disappoint you but I do have one famous relative, a local singer/composer/actor/comedian married to an international beauty contestant~~don't bother to ask him, he'll disown me for even responding to your blatantly nosey email here.
Lastly, if you reached this part of my blog, I know you are wondering why the title, "22 years apart" -- you'd say, no connection at all, right? Exactly! And I know that. Your questions have no connection to my blogging here, either. But I know a gem when I see one -- I immediately saw a gem of a hilarious post as I imagined myself replying to all your questions
You are welcome to send another email anytime. Who knows what kind of masterpiece I might be able to come up with writing my reply to your next email. A piece worth near a Nobel or a Pulitzer (yeah, of course I am kidding! I am not, in any way near the likes of Patricia Evangelista)
PS No. I don't have any idea whether you're an American or a Pinoy. Are you starting to have self-doubts?
and by the way, yes you do look 40 in your picture although your age is listed as 55 -- that's probably because that picture was taken when you were 40. I have a point there, don't I?
(Delilah, the Silver Princess, is a work of art - a collage -- featured at the Dogs of Bark City fundraising campaign http://dogtime.com/dogs-of-bark-city.html
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