Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Wanderer Thoughts Vol. 1 Poetry Book Review

Hey there.  Do you know why poetry is so awesome?  I'm certain that the question may be answered with many different responses.  And that, my friends, is the reason why poetry is so awesome.  Poetry is art as words.  The same way a painting can have different meanings to different people, a poem can convey that same effect.  Words can be a powerful medium.  The author can use a set of words to not only create a meaningful composition but use those words in such a way that the meaning can be whatever you interpret it to be.  That's pretty awesome, if you ask me.  But what if the author is restricted by certain words?  Can you imagine an artist creating a beautiful visual using only a set amount of colors?  Justin Germino, the author of Wanderer Thoughts Vol. 1 did the equivalent of that.

Justin collects words given to him by his Twitter followers to create poetry.  Twitter users provide Justin with words during his daily Random Twitter Poetry Game and he creates a daily poem using those words.  He has amassed quite a few words and has created well over 600 poems.  Vol. 1 takes some of those poems and gives us a glimpse into some of the poetry that Justin has created.  Some of the poems may be whimsical while others are more dark.  Personally, I love the first poem in this volume, The Lust Queen.  It flows seamlessly and paints a clear picture.  It's exactly what I would expect from a well versed poet.  But don't take it from me, go and check it out!  If you have a buck to spend, go ahead and get the book and check it out.  If you are part of Amazon Prime, go ahead and borrow the book.  It's a great read and something that every poetry enthusiast will enjoy!  If you are interested in checking out some of Justin's this and other poetry, make sure to check out his site of poetry, Wanderer Thoughts.  Later!

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Loss of a Baby Cousin

Hey there.  I've been kind of missing this past week.  I found out this Monday that my baby cousin (2nd gen cousin) passed away recently.  It devastated me.  Especially since my little baby cousin's dad (1st gen cousin) and I grew up together and I've always felt close to him.  It's tough to have to bury a child.  It is the most devastating thing that a parent would ever have to endure.  While at the viewing, I couldn't but to get choked up.  A small angel... lying there motionless is not what a baby should be.  A child is the epitome of life, the essence of joy, and the very definition of a growing family.  To have a young one be taken away from you before he had a chance to experience the outside world, shattered those thoughts for my cousin, his wife, and the whole family.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Metallman: The Committed Blogger

Hey there.  I'm ready to declare myself back!  I have been MIA for the last couple of weeks and I have been doing some on and off blog work while I was off but I am on step 1 of getting back into blogging form!  It's been a rough, few weeks and I think that the rough patch is now in the rear view mirror and I'm ready to devote more time to my blog and other commitments that I have made online.  I've slowly been inching my way back into Twitter and Facebook and now I'm ready to continue with my daily posts.  I've been a while since I've done a personal post and I have a few lined up.  I have my son's B day post, my wife's b day post, my dad's B day post, and several others that I have started and hope to have up in the coming days but first I want to discuss getting back into writing form.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

A Little Poem for the Wife

A feeling of love, it can't escape
A feeling of joy, you can relate
An intertwined heart has taken shape
and it's because I want you.
With highs and lows, no question, endured
With faith ever waving, no doubt it's obscured
Our love everlasting, that is assured
and it's all because I need you.
As heaven shines down, light from above
While birds cannot sing, not even a dove
While words cannot say, how much I love
and it's all because I love you.
Circa 2009, when I had a long goatee and the wife was a semi-blonde. (Wife approved pic.  lol)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Ode to Brownies

Hey there.   I haven't done one of these in a long time and I need to bring them back!  After chatting it up with a friend about how awesome brownies are and how I have some and she doesn't, I decided to share my love of brownies to the world.  So here's the latest entry in my "Ode to..."  series.  Enjoy.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Artz Painting - War

Hey there.  I want to show off a few more pieces of my comadre's artwork.  Check out this bad boy and the Aztec poem that inspired it.

There is nothing like death in war,
nothing like the flowery death

so precious to Him who gives life:

far off I see it:
my heart yearns for it!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Artwork by my Comadre, Artz

Hey there.   Last Saturday, we stopped by The House Lounge where my comadre was asked to showcase some of her artwork.  It was a neat experience, considering that other artists were there showcasing a similar style of artwork.  After touching base with her (and getting her permission to post her stuff) she told me that the paintings were actually inspired by Aztec poetry.  Interesting, no?  As she continues to produce artwork, I'll try to get her permission to post it here.  The below is my personal favorite so far.  Just below, is the poem that inspired it.  What do you guys think?  Later!

All the earth is a grave and nothing escapes it, 
nothing is so perfect 
that it does not descend to its tomb. 
Rivers, rivulets, fountains and 
waters flow, 
but never return to their joyful beginnings; 
they hasten on the vast realms of the rain god. 
As they widen their 
banks, they also fashion the sad urn of their burial.

Filled are the bowels of the earth with pestilential dust once flesh and bone, 
once animate bodies of man who sat upon thrones, 
decided cases, presided in council, commanded armies, 
conquered provinces, possessed treasure, destroyed temples, 
exulted in their pride, majesty, fortune, praise and power. 
Vanished are these glories, 
just as the fearful smoke vanishes that belches forth from the infernal fires of Popocatepetl. 
Nothing recalls them but the written page.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Ode to Rain

Ode to Rain

O water from the heavens
How I love the grace in which you fall
You quench Earth's thirst
You bring us life
Droplets dancing in the sky
Partnered with neighboring winds
A ballet, nothing short of divine.
O water from the heavens
How I love the music that you create
You bless us with your symphony
A gentle splat for woodwinds
A heavy pound for brass
Your good friend thunder joins in on bass
Adding lightning's flashes, the concert is complete
O water from the heavens
How I love the serenity you create
You wash away the stress
You cleanse out the soul
Carefree and without worry
While you gently kiss our skin
A total state of bliss to contemplate our lives

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Getting the Creative Juices Flowing

Hey there.  You know... it's been awhile since I wrote any poetry or composed a short story.  I remember a time, back during my elementary and JR high school days, where I would spend most of my free time writing.  Whether it be some pretty half assed poem or a quickly written story.  It was something that I liked to do during my free time and it's a skill that has definitely been placed on the back burner, along with writing music, drawing, and other things.  Well, I saw a pic of a friend today and captioned that she was handling her very first short story.  She commented on how she has these ideas but never had a chance to get them on paper.  That seems to be my story as well.

Well... actually... I do start some of them, but never had the time to finish them.  I've gotten to the point where I had the story planned out, I've had the characters mapped out, and I've actually had a chapter or two finished, but I never got over the hump of actually finishing the damn thing.  Well... this time I'm determined to get it done.  There are no excuses as to why it can't be accomplished.  No more are writers bound to pencil and paper.  There are laptops, computers, and mobile software that allows the potential poets and authors of the future to get those ideas written before they are lost to obscurity.  It's happened to me many times before where an idea comes to me but is gone before I've had a chance to write it down.

Today, I feel inspired.  I'll be posting a poem later today and hopefully, get started on a new story.  Starting from scratch.  We'll see how this goes.  Thanks D!  Later!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Ode to Chocolate

Hey there.  I think I'll start making a "Ode to ..." series.  Why not, right?  I did one for coffee awhile back and thought it was fun.  Just a spur of the moment type thing and decided to write something down.  Well, earlier, I was chatting with a friend and then she stated that she wanted chocolate.  At that moment, my wife comes in and gives me chocolate!  =oP  Oh sweet, sweet chocolate.  So, because I'm obviously a "jerk", lol, I decided to rub it in her face that I have chocolate and she doesn't.  And then decided to write about my love for chocolate.  So here's to you, my creamy friend.

Oh dear chocolate
Soft, creamy
Dark, or hard
You never cease to amaze
You never fail to satisfy
You lift dull spirits
And brighten the mood
Such delicacy
Should not be prohibited
Oh dear chocolate
I cannot contain
My love for you
I'll enjoy you privately
I'll enjoy you publicly
I'll have you wherever
Your thought entices me
Oh dear chocolate
You never judge
I'll share you with family
I'll share you with friends
You'll make all smile
All the same
So here's to you
My delicious friend
Which I'll enjoy
Until my end

Monday, November 30, 2009

Happy Anniversary, My Dear

Hey there. Today marks our 6th year anniversary! Not to be confused with our marriage anniversary. That's coming in July. lol 6 years ago, I asked the woman of my dreams to be mine. She is my angel. She not only took me in as her significant other, but took on 2 little ones as well. In an instant, my 19 year old girlfriend had a family of 4. That's a lot to handle for any young woman, yet, there she stood, by my side, ready to take on the challenges of motherhood and family life. It hasn't always been easy, we've had our rough patches like anyone else would, but we got through them and it's made our relationship just that much more stronger. So here's to you, my better half, the love of my life, and my best friend. I love you.

A Path of Love

Through thick and thin
We've walked a path
That together we have blazed

Though fire and ice
Have littered our way
We continued, hand on hand

With love and passion
We carried on
Through our trials and tribulations

As demons come
we've marched on
And slain them with conviction

As angles fly
We've been blessed
With our own kin to carry on

The unknown path
We'll follow thruogh
Together side by side

What crosses our way
We'll not yet know
But together we stand strong

Our path is young
We have yet to see
What the future has in store for us

Let's walk together
My love, my life
And continue our walk to bliss.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


I sit here in wonder
In awe and disgrace
Of terms and my trials
That I cannot embrace

My life has passed by
It burned up in flames
All faces and characters
Lived on with no names

No sense of my pride
All down the drain
No wine and no blood
Will flow through these veins

As god as my witness
And cherubs as jury
My days will come pass
I'll full their fury

A life has been wasted
Time has ticked by
Remorse and disdain
I won't fly to the sky

I sit here and wonder
Sullen in rain
As minutes turn to hours
I live on with this pain.


Friday, October 9, 2009

Happy Birthday My Dearest Wife

Hey there. Today is my wife's birthday, two days after my father's and 3 days after our new born son's. I have much love, respect and appreciation for her. So here's to you, beautiful. Wishing you many, many more wonderful years.

To My Dearest Wife

To my dearest wife
The mother of my children
The voice of reason
The heart of gold

To my dearest wife
The definite better half
The compassionate soul
The loving companion

To my dearest wife
I love you dearly
I love you madly
I love you wholeheartedly

To my dearest wife
You mean the world to me
You are my everything
You bring me to my knees

To my dearest wife
I'm fortunate to have met you
I'm lucky to have you
I'm grateful to receive your love

To my dearest wife
Words cannot express my love
The above is a weak attempt
Know that my heart will always be yours.

Thanks. =o*

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Back to School Night

Hey there. Last night was back to school night. It's usually a huge snore fest since it's the teachers going over the student's learning plan for the year. The highlight of the night is always the one piece of work that they showcase for their parents. Our daughter showcased a poem and our son went with a drawing of himself. Check em out below:

Our boy is always drawing stuff and our daughter is always writing so it doesn't surprise me that this is where they headed towards their one piece of work. I love the drawing, it resembles our boy and the poem is off the charts. lol I substituted her name with "Metallman's Daughter". I don't have her permission to post it, but because I'm daddy, I'm sure she wont mind. This was definitely the highlight of back to school night. Later.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

The Perfect Man and Woman: A Poem

A Woman's Poem:

Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray for a man, who's not a creep
One who's handsome, smart, and strong
One who loves to listen long
One who thinks before he speaks
One who'll call, not wait for weeks
I pray he's gainfully employed
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed
Pulls out my chair and opens my door
Massages my back and begs to do more
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind
Knows what to answer to, "How big is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end
And always be my very best friend.

A Man's Poem:

I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with
huge boobs and a nice ass who owns a bar on a golf course
and loves to send me fishing and drinking
This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a sh*t
The end

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

To all Parents and Demons in Training

Hey there. I was going through my Emails for something funny to put up today, since I'm not much in the mood to do a "thought invoking" post. lol So I dug up this set of poems that my wife sent me that I thought was hilarious. This is for you, The Mad White Woman! lmao Since I know your "demons" could be a handful. Hope it brings a smile to your face. Later!

Poem to MOM

My son came home from school one day,
With a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough,
To put me in my place.

'Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'

It says I need not clean my room,
Don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
Or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion,
And regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
And I sure don't have to pray.

I can wear earrings if I want,
And pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
Get tattoos from head to toe.

And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
With the marks on my behind.

Don't you ever touch me,
My body's only for my use,
Not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.

Don't preach about your morals,
Like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

Mom, I have these children's rights,
So you can't influence me,
Or I'll call Children's Services Division,
Better known as C.S.D.'

Mom's Reply and Thoughts

Of course my first instinct was
To toss him out the door.
But the chance to teach him a lesson
Made me think a little more.

I mulled it over carefully,
I couldn't let this go.
A smile crept upon my face,
he's messing with a pro.

Next day I took him shopping
At the local Goodwill Store..
I told him, 'Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & pants galore.

I've called and checked with C.S.D .
Who said they didn't care
If I bought you K-Mart shoes
Instead of those Nike Airs.

I've canceled that appointment
To take your driver's test.
The C.S.D. Is unconcerned
So I'll decide what's best. '

I said 'No time to stop and eat,
Or pick up stuff to munch.
And tomorrow you can start to learn
To make your own sack lunch.

Just save the raging appetite,
And wait till dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
A favorite dish of mine.'

He asked 'Can I please rent a movie,
To watch on my VCR?'
'Sorry, but I sold your TV,
For new tires on my car.

I also rented out your room,
You'll take the couch instead.
The C.S.D. requires
Just a roof over your head.

Your clothing won't be trendy now,
I'll choose what we eat.
That allowance that you used to get,
Will buy me something neat.

I'm selling off your jet ski,
Dirt-bike & roller blades.
Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights',
It's in effect today!

Hey hot shot, are you crying,
Why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
Instead of C.S.D..?'

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Happy Birthday Young One

Hey there. Today is our young one's birthday. We've decided that for her 8th birthday we would get her a set diamond studded earrings. We're getting a little bit of a backlash in regards to that gift. Some say that she's too young for that as a gift, considering that she turns 8 today, but we feel as if she's a big girl and can take care of them. But as an insurance policy, we're getting the screw back earring so there's no way that they will fall off or whatever. We've noticed that she doesn't play with "little girl" stuff such as dolls and what not, even though she has a pretty big collection of them. She prefers to read a book (Judy Bloom or the Junie B Jones series seem to be her favorites) or what music specials on Fuse. lol

Went haven't decided on where we are going to take her for dinner. We gave her the choice of selecting the spot. As I walked the kids to the school this morning, I told her to think about it and let us know. The birthday talk also brought up "party" talk. We're not against parties, or anything of that nature, but we believe that the kids are getting used to the idea that "parties = presents". I briefly explained that a party is not necessary to celebrate a birthday. We celebrated our son's birthday this year at the Rain Forest Cafe and had us some cake. I used that as an example of us having a special outing as a family and celebrated a birthday together. They seemed to understand and after discussing my talk with them to my wife, she really wants to make sure that they understand that. Mainly because we were at a birthday party this weekend where the "birthdayee" was practically kicking everyone out after presents were received because the birthdayee wanted to celebrate in their own way. Seemed extremely ungrateful to me and this person is not considered a young one...

Anyways, I wanted to write a little something something to her so here goes.

June Gloom Nevermore

They say that April showers bring May flowers
and that June is full of gloom
Today is a day that we celebrate
Another year that we've watch you bloom
No blackened clouds or darken skies
Can deter your sunny smile
You brighten a room with such grace
And always in your style
Your song and dance makes us grin
Full of adulation
A voice full of angel's choir
Always bringing admiration
So, to our young one we dedicate
On this blissful day in June
All our love and so much more
As you emerge from your cocoon
Gloomy days are done and done
As we watch you, our butterfly
We love you lots and always will
Even after you take off into the sky.


Monday, April 27, 2009

Star - A Haiku

Hey there. I love the Japanese art of Haiku and love me the heavenly bodies. Check out my Haiku on stars. Later!

Star - a Haiku
A haiku of the beauty of stars.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Deliverance: A Cinquain

Full of worry, full of sorrow, a life away makes sense
In this feeling, always reeling, no more options left for me
A fallen angel, an archangel, no one to my defense
All sullen lies, as I do cry, death is all I see
I can't recover, as souls hover, no chance for deliverance


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Dragon's Knight

Hey there. I have a dragon statuette that I obtained a while back. It's sitting there on my desk, protecting my desk from any evil doers that wish to do harm. I love me some dragons. I think they're bad ass. I have one tattooed on my arm. A great symbol for strength, power, protectiveness, and best of all, fearsome. It's basically my guardian, in ink form. So here's a little something for you, my dragon king.