mobile blogging

Hello all,

I'm having internet problems at home and the only way I can blog/read blogs/check FB is through my new phone (no, NOT an iPhone) and I'm still getting used to its QWERTY keypad so I'm terribly slow. I don't watch t.v so feel very out of sorts without the internet. Ah, I can't wait for the technician to arrive tommorrow and fix it.

On the bright side, being offline gives me more time to read and scribble. Paper and pencil has never looked so good! Time to start poeming...

Can't wait to catch up with all of you soon.

poem notes

After the rain
sky is washed-out blue
I gaze up, seeking permission
to write.

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Valentine's Day, Morning Due Cafe
She sits at a table for two
Dressed in black
High, high heels
Hair the color of ashes, short and spiky
Large hoop earrings, bright red lips
Long, manicured fingernails
Sweater draped like a cape
over her wide shoulders.
She stares ahead,
rubs one hand up and down her arm,
remembers her runaway lover,
while her glass of white wine sits
like a lady-in-waiting
at her now empty court.

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At the Ferry Building
Children run in and out of stores
Touching everything
with their sticky fingers.

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These are some pieces from my daily 15-minute freewrites (thanks January for the idea!)

confession tuesday

'Tis that day of the week again. Time to confess. And if you so incline, head on over to the confessional at Poet Mom's and share some snippets of your week with us.

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Blame it on Facebook. This is true for so many of us lately. I think it's gotten so bad that a lot of companies have blocked access to Facebook and other social networking sites already. Its gotten so bad that I know of a marriage on a verge of a breakdown because of Facebook. And yes, they are people I know and are in contact with. Which really got me thinking: how is my own personal relationships affected by the amount of time I spend in the virtual world?

To be very honest, blogging has really enhanced my writing and my willingness to share a part of myself to others. I used to be (and still am) very shy about my writing and other creative pursuits. In fact, only few of my friends know that I have a blog and that I write poetry. And I don't have a real life writing group to share my writing with, so it really means a lot to me to get feedback and advice from other writers and poets that I've met online.

However, Facebook does take away time that I should have spent doing things that I ought to do. Things like writing, making a phone call to a loved one, reading a book, sorting my stack of papers here and there, etc. Yes its good to "find" people on Facebook, those that you haven't seen in ages, but I must admit that I sometimes look at their pages and secretly compare my life to theirs. I am not proud of it but its the truth.

All these led me to a decision not to get an iPhone. I've been agonizing over switching to AT&T for the past month or so, held off getting a new (free) phone from Verizon, because I was still on the fence about buying an iPhone. But I know myself well enough to know that if I get an iPhone and have constant access to the internet (and Facebook), it will be very hard for me to limit my time in the virtual world. Its bad enough now, I can only imagine if I have it with me 24/7. I might change my mind about this, because I am silly and fickle and I do want that iPhone, but for now this is my plan.


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So how about you, what do you think about Facebook and other social networking sites? Does it affect your personal relationships at all?

confession tuesday

Photo by irenesuchocki

It's been awhile since I've done Tuesday confessions and I have a lot of things to share. I'm sure you do too, so if you decide to spill the beans head on over to the confessional at Poem Mom's.

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As you guys might have noticed by the scarcity of posts here, I've been really uninspired lately. I started the year so excited and then by late January, despite our insanely beautiful summery winter, everything became so blah. I don't even know how it happened, I guess it all started with my constantly aching TMJ and my anxieties of going to the dentist, work being crazy, my dysfunctional cellphone, etc. Of course, there's also that thing about my writing. I constantly find ways to procrastinate on writing because I'm not even compelled to write. I've only written one poem last month. Sigh.

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With work being stressful, I often find myself daydreaming about other places. Okay, I must admit, I've been only been dreaming about Paris, especially after looking at these pictures and watching The Red Ballon again. I can't really afford to travel anywhere right now but a little bit of magical thinking doesn't hurt, right?

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One of my goals this year is to dress up more. That is, wear more dresses and skirts instead of my usual jeans and top. Because while its initially flattering that most people think that I'm 20, its gets really annoying when you have 18 year-olds flirting at you in the subway. Besides, I do really want to wear dresses I'm just too lazy to dress up and put some make-up on.

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I spent the weekend in Sacramento to celebrate a friend's birthday. She lives right in the heart of the city so we walked everywhere. It was great to get away from my usual routine for awhile. Of course, since we were all girls, there was a lot of picture-taking and shopping. I must say, I was really good because I only bought 2 things and even then I was using a gift card. Yay for self-control!

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We watched the movie Revolutionary Road and was so moved by it that we ended talking about it for hours later. Sam Mendes did a really good job at portraying a young couple trapped in the illusion of a conventional marriage in the 50's and the acting was superb. In fact, I even forgot that they were Leonardo diCaprio and Kate Winslet, but just Frank and April, the main characters of the movie. A word of caution though, don't expect a romantic love story. This movie will make you think about marriage and really look at it in the eye.

found this written somewhere in an old notebook

Poetry is hard to come by. You have to write it like you owe a debt to the world. In that way poetry is how the world comes to be in you.
--Alan Davies

Hope you have a wonderful weekend everyone!

girl with the colorful shoes


This was photo taken last summer. One of those happy accidents, she somehow showed up on as soon as I pressed the button. I've been wanting to write about her ever since.