tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593697551984871222024-03-13T05:42:04.917-04:00STEVERONI'S BLOGsteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.comBlogger684125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-83643053575592226982011-01-15T01:21:00.001-05:002011-02-24T22:36:17.432-05:00ANNOUNCING NEW BLOGHey, Peeps!
and all the ships at sea!
Any one who might be looking for steveroni blog...
PLEASE be directed to the FOURTH DIMENSION, since this is my active blog for 2011 and beyond...maybe into the--you guessed it--the FOURTH DIMENSION
PEACE, Peeps!
Sincerely,
Steve Esteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-72937401271115567472010-12-31T13:29:00.002-05:002010-12-31T01:42:18.157-05:00I LIVE HERERe-Post from December 31, 2009
HAPPY NEW YEAR! 2011
Frequently, in getting to know blogger-Peeps, I wonder, "Where do you live? What does your house look like? Your yard?" This is where steveroni lives...
WHERE DO YOU LIVE?
And I am so ever grateful to have a place to live. I do know what it is, to stand in the cold at midnight, snow swirling about howling winds. And I am steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-41539636256083887592010-12-14T23:23:00.001-05:002010-12-14T23:29:28.920-05:00LOVE AND PEACE!
PEEPS!It is time for me to sneak in hereTo wish whoever comes by aTOTAL MERRY CHRISTMAS!
It is Christmas in the heartwhich puts Christmas in the air.~W.T. Ellis
A three year old once gave this reaction to her Christmas dinner: "I didn't like the turkey, but I liked the bread he ate."
IMAGE: Christmas by ~kiiwsteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-79103929126754434612010-10-29T00:48:00.005-04:002010-11-16T06:11:11.518-05:00FINAL POSTAmended: There is so much work here in 717 posts. Rather then just trash everything, I decided (during the 30-day grace period given by blogger) to 'undelete' this blog--and to keep it up as a static blog, until such time as.....
BROKEN MAN
Here now stands a broken man--a shellWith countless years strewn wide behindOf broken vows, banished hopes--he fellSearching, seeking promise of a better steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com71tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-29935331093377967602010-10-24T19:48:00.001-04:002010-10-25T07:09:25.328-04:00Micro-Fiction Monday-Where is the party?
Note: at the bottom of this post is my application to "Monday's Child" which Jinksy suggested as a proper second home for this 140-character piece. OK?
Micro-Fiction Monday is hostessed by Susan at Stony River. Go here to learn about and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.
A partyInvitations sentWrong addressBalloonsGiftsSandwichesIce creamCakeCandlesLittle girl waitsMother also&steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-17582114680377842552010-10-23T19:12:00.003-04:002010-10-23T19:20:33.809-04:00WATER EVERYWHERE???To Nature she gave birthIn that Creative moment
Of dancing and mirth
Ah! Nature! See?
Just to be...dancing
She
Takes water from the sea
Filters, clears, makes clean
To return in waves of rainy sheen
Down and back to you and me.
Dance...dance in the rain
It is the grandest scheme
Greater than greatest dream--
This process of extraction
Reconditioning
Using again and again
...while dancing steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-57590635710034348932010-10-22T16:05:00.000-04:002010-10-22T16:05:12.585-04:00FLASH FICTION FRIDAY--MOON ALIVE IN 55
MOON ALIVE IN 55 WORDS
The moon is in fullness tonight Here and everywhere.It is fullAs is every created spaceEvery plateEvery cupEvery heartEvery soul The fullness of life is in The seed, The weedThe flowerIt is in theYearningEarningLearningDesire burningCulminationSalvation All full as the moonAnd soon. If you wish to "55"...post it, then visitMR G-MAN photo steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-15550703579140222312010-10-21T17:54:00.000-04:002010-10-21T17:54:42.904-04:00MAGPIE #37 "Meeeow!"
Here isTess Kincaid
In her blankey laid
She of cat family
Laps liquids wrong way
One paw reaching far out
Makes opening for her snout
She spys one other
Looks like her mother
Head turns this way and that
Other does same. That cat
In the same exact manner behaves
She says, "Like me--Tess Kincaid".
Crack in mirror,
Or crack in wall
Meeow, Meeow.
Goodnight to all.
--steveroni
This was steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-91110480004022214522010-10-20T12:04:00.000-04:002010-10-20T12:04:30.441-04:00WEDNESDAY SOMETHING....
THE CAMERA SHOOK
CHANCE MEETING? This day I met an old man sitting on a huge rockHigher up than the lower mountains. With clouds below us so beautifully formed, I asked him if he might take my photo. He agreed, and I held out my camera. So I was thinking...better not do this.As he was ready to focus, His arms from all up to his shoulders Began to shake in a near-violent manner. I steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-81296247818304892010-10-12T17:53:00.001-04:002010-10-12T18:13:53.601-04:00ONE SHOT Wednesday--CHAIR IN THE WINDOW
Boats on Naples Bay
One gigantic mirror
Smooth, clear, unruffled
Every sound muffled
Overcast day, bit of fog
Unusual for sunny Naples
A Fish jumped, making waves
In ever-outreaching circles.
THE BAY:
Naples bay is Gulf water's extension
Which is reaching out to all, even me.
Nestled In sweet right arm of the sea
Is south-most of this peninsula.
Olde City of Naples:
And it issteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-61846300347446759862010-10-10T08:00:00.000-04:002010-10-10T08:16:36.246-04:00SUNDAY 160 CRASH
FLY AWAY TODAY?
Four engines
Fuel-mega-drops spew
Off-and up we flew
What sweet memory
The view
Moon above
Sea below
Chaos reigned
Water's cold
Stomach of mine
Full of brine
--steveroni
written for Monkey Man's
Sunday 160
Graphic: DEVIANT ART airplane_by_elena1150-d2yeog5.jpgsteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-31114428299297506232010-10-07T15:39:00.004-04:002010-10-07T17:22:36.263-04:00It's Friday '55'--"BLIND WILL SEE--DEAF WILL HEAR"
THE TELLATOUCH
Children loved him And his 'talking machine'. Around himThey gathered...On beaches, piers, islands, mountains--In warm Gulf waters. They typed letters, Learning to spell. His finger On opposite sideRead braille symbols Which corresponded To bright-keyed alphas. Children adored my father--Deaf-blindWho gave them always A story--and a smile.
--steveroni
Write steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com41tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-68744781991231869542010-10-05T10:01:00.003-04:002010-10-05T17:22:28.897-04:00THE SEA...AND ME One Shot PoetryThe Sea and Me
One Shot Wednesday is where We gather to speak poetry. Write a poem. Join us. Fun begins Tuesdays at 5pm, EST.
DANCING DOLPHIN
THE SEA...AND ME
Light peeped once from clouded eastern skylike a blink Day had just awakened.
Miles stretched each way From proud, quiet bayTo immensity of sea.THIS! for lone Peep--me
Barely discerned, that flash of steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-13935878294486694592010-10-02T23:00:00.001-04:002010-10-03T11:19:49.578-04:00MAGPIE 34-- WHAT REALLY HAPPENED
This was inspired by Willow's Magpie TalesPlease visit HERE for more creative poems, stories etc!And JOIN US for simple, almost rule-free FUN!
NOTE PLEASE:The following short lines were derived from H. W. Longfellow's MIDNIGHT RIDE OF PAUL REVEREWhich you may read...FIRST
MY "PIE"
"One if by land
Two if by sea
Three if by air
(And that would be ME!)
And on the opposite steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-53617891842482880272010-10-02T13:24:00.003-04:002010-10-02T20:00:04.430-04:00MICROFICTION MONDAY #51 LET'S GO FLYINGMicro-Fiction Monday is hostessed by Susan at Stony River. Go here to learn about and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.
ONCE UPON A TIME
OK. Slow down, 'Peg'.
Let's look around.
There are the Twin Spires.
Can you spot Starbucks down there?
COFFEE first-THEN the oats!
... steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-51220339553219484442010-10-01T00:52:00.001-04:002010-10-01T01:03:22.773-04:00FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55--ARE YOU BUSY? YES!Write any kind of story in exactly 55 words. Comment on G-Man's BLOG and he will respond. Visit other 55-writers! C'mon, it's kinda FUN!
The phone call is between one man (whose words are bold font) and a woman, who (PLEASE IMAGINE) speaks in a sultry, sexy, very audible whisper:
CONVERSATION?
RING!.....RING!.....RING!..
Hello?
Are you busy?
Yessss...
Can I talk?
steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-59964809385742738862010-09-28T17:32:00.000-04:002010-09-28T17:32:06.670-04:00ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY -- SEA-LOVE
ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY
LOVING THE SEA
LOVE THE SEASea of blue-hued beautyStanding here before you With respect, admirationTo give you, and loveYes, loveIt is said peace and happiness(Sometimes warily sharing),Are those keys toThe door of fulfillmentWhat of love?Constant flowing of giving, GIFTING the unsuspectingThis is the clueI give youIt's called loveThank you, oh ocean-bodyHuge of steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-86054415875347916572010-09-27T15:22:00.000-04:002010-09-27T15:22:15.199-04:00MICROFICTION MONDAY #50Microfiction means the shortest of short stories. For MFM the limit is a tweetable 140 characters or fewer. Hosted weekly by SUSAN
"WRITING"by http://little-devianty.deviantart.com/
MICROFICTION #50
What to write?
Something trite?
Maybe Lite
Tonight!
After a bite
(How SO right)
Of HERSHEY BAR!
--steveronisteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-33650736823087141272010-09-26T20:39:00.001-04:002010-09-26T20:40:40.032-04:00CANDY IS DANDY
HERSHEY HAIKU
I shiver and shake
Until my craving is slaked
With sweet Hershey Bar
Oh! Chocolate, my lover
One I cannot bear without
Let me taste you once more
Just one little square
Which I can melt on my tongue
That's all I now dare
Lick and suck and smile
Every thing is OKAY
The rest of today
I hear you say what?
Body, are you telling me
Now you want some more...?
--steveroni steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-81918631263812747392010-09-24T22:04:00.001-04:002010-09-25T00:44:22.193-04:00MAGPIE 33 BODY SCENT!Go to MAGPIE TALES for more, and/or to take part in the 'nearly-no-rules' fun!
FOUR HAIKUFOR YOU
what beautiful tones
this violin, only when
played by a violinist
the mighty old oak
no longer is so great if
no one is to see
A poem utters
only its nonsenses when
nobody to read
Parfum-- is useless
to the sweet loveliness of
your body so bare
--steveronisteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-5553226442900227482010-09-24T00:01:00.009-04:002010-09-24T19:10:22.288-04:00FLASH 55 FRIDAY--TAKE MY EVERYTHINGA WORD OF EXPLANATION
THE FOLLOWING GRAPHIC IS
AN AIRPORT BAGGAGE SCAN
TAKE MY RUBIES AND TAKE MY PEARLSTAKE MY CAMELS AND ALL MY GIRLSRhumba lessons I want them for
The Rich Maharaja of Magador
(MY '55')
Give up your money
Line up over here.
Yes, you too, Honey
(Wipe off that sneer)
Empty your pockets
Take off your shoes
Hand me the locket
Talk, and you lose
Also your belt
Ooooh! I'msteveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-46635063592067863942010-09-22T07:02:00.003-04:002010-09-22T07:07:16.488-04:00SwallowedThis is my part in One Shot WednesdayPlease visit some of these beautiful Peeps
BECKONING SEATAKE ME
Gazing at the water's swirl
I see the paths of the world
This way...maybe that
Up, down or maybe not
Where do I look to see
You. Which direction to
Face?
Around my ankles the water
Seems to race
And begin
To drag me in
Are you in cold or warm?
Only could I take your arm
And with you steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-44839703536006658682010-09-21T23:05:00.001-04:002010-09-22T07:52:12.717-04:00Random Love PoemThis is my part in One Shot WednesdayPlease visit some of these beautiful Peeps
RANDOM POEM FOR LOVERS
WHAT THEN?
So, the meeting takes its place
Planned long ago
Concocted, contrived
To be face-to-face
Either none...or
One-on-One.
This is not longer fun
As was the intention
Almost it seems to run
As just something to mention
By-and-By.
"Ya, I done dat
Even been dere
Und ya, ve sat
steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-36209713414770005372010-09-21T09:20:00.000-04:002010-09-21T09:20:52.870-04:00PICTURES WORTH MORE THAN WORDS
WORDS AND PICTURES
IN BRILLIANT COLOR
"TOWER, HAS ANYONE FOUND MY PURSE YET??"
SHOCK AND AWE
BUDDIES
THE END
steveronihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498524940140288735noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359369755198487122.post-39746354944369296072010-09-19T21:19:00.001-04:002010-09-19T21:38:49.234-04:00MICRO-FICTION MONDAY "LOVE"
Micro-Fiction Monday is hosted by Susan
at Stony River. Go here to learn about and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.
TWO IN LOVE
Greater than any known forceIs that which binds together
Two living souls
LOVE
God is the source
Did you know His
Real true name Is
LOVE? steve E
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