quatro

Melbourne, Victoria, AUSTRALIA


Joined January 22nd 2009

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Hilarious Mr. Kite.

March 18th 2010 04:54
Not that long ago I went kite flying with my son, what a wonderful experience for me to see him totally enthralled by the flying kite. Nothing could justify missing out on moments like those. I was there, and I shared it with him. This short prose is about that experience from my son’s point of view.

kite happy child fly


Hilarious Mr. Kite.


Once in the not too distant past, I flew a kite.
It was fun,
a kite kind of fun,
one of those very full,
ever so full, fun filled days.
There were no expectations to dash,
and no feelings to hurt.
It was simple,
a pleasure in my private time with Mr. kite,
fun to see it fly up high with a good strong wind,
but not too strong I think,
running around in the green park,
running around after Mr. blue and white star kite.

How does this kite fly so high,
how does it fly at all?
A magic kite, I think I’m right,
a wonderful joy to behold.

I know I could also fly,
if I tried to fly like Mr. kite,
maybe that’s ok, or maybe it’s not.
Never mind the strong wind in the park,
I’ll just dream like a flying kite,
flying up high with so much flair.

I do after all prefer to run around,
in the park all day,
not so high in the air like Mr. kite,
makes me think sick in my tummy,
and in despair.
I now wish I had a dog!

Original prose
by Alexander Teligioridis
18 March 2010
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I like this one;
A few days ago I saw a young lady, probably about 20 years of age, nothing unusual in that, except she had the saddest eyes I’ve seen for a while. I thought about those sad eyes and decided they spoke volumes about her loneliness. The next step was easy. I decided that those sad eyes were caused by her need to be loved and to love, to not feel lonely any more. I know it’s far fetched, but that’s my poetic interpretation. Anyway, it moved me enough to write this little poem a week later. To make another point about my poem, I am writing this with the movie “a street car named desire” playing in the background. I do not know of any other movie about the complete and utter destruction of a soul so fragile.
Please enjoy.


Your sad eyes are a highway to your soul.


You do not want much,
other than true love,
you long sincerity in its uncomplicated open guise,
but above all else you long for the freedom to be you.

Yes, you have ambitions,
you’re human after all,
the same desires, and inhibitions,
as most people in control.

You often dream a secret dream,
a dream of belonging of being loved,
of freely wanting to devote your time,
in a relationship that acknowledges who you are.

sad eyes love lonely


A monumental task, your prejudices in check,
to look beyond yourself in your world,
to know what is truly of great consequence,
to be you.

Reality is real,
because it’s always in motion,
it’s never to be induced, made to obey,
live in it or die in it, it’s your choice.


Original poem by
Alexander Teligioridis
February 2010.
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HAPPY SAPPY MOON.

February 1st 2010 06:13
A FUN POEM FOR YOUNG PEOPLE THE AGE OF FOUR OR MAYBE EVEN THREE.
SO GET READY AND BE MERRY, FOR WHEN YOU READ THIS POEM OUT LOUD, READ IT WITH A SMILE
AND MAKE FUNNY FACES STAND OUT, BUT ONLY IF YOU WANT TOO.


happy fun child moon


HAPPY SAPPY MOON.


I woke early one morning,
one very early morning indeed,
and to my unexpected surprise,
I saw a big round moon in full bloom,
mourning,
looking very anxious,
skimming for some long lost glimmer,
looking indispensably trimmer,
likened to a kite; flying high,
and that’s when I realized the glimmer was not dimmer,
the glimmer was me!

A big round happy sappy moon,
is sometimes laughing and maybe even playing,
but only when no one is prying,
he has all the time in the world to see,
how beautiful he can really be,
if he just simply stays put,
and hides his uncontrollable glee.

I woke up early one morning,
one very early morning indeed,
spoke to a flower in love with lots of colour,
and we laughed and hugged,
came to mutual understanding,
that even if it was not really at all demanding,
a big round happy sappy moon,
will always be, indeed, overwhelming.



Original work
by Alexander Teligioridis
January 2009
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What do you mean, STUPID?

December 10th 2009 03:23
Well, what do you mean? Are you calling me stupid or are you asking me what stupid is?
Either way I find it abhorrent that you would even consider me remotely stupid, which is not the same as considering me entirely delinquent stupid! I do not understand, in fact I’d be surprised, if anyone has ever understood the true meaning of stupid. I assume off-course that everyone knows and understands the false meaning of that word. There you go again, how can anyone say I’m stupid if they themselves do not understand the bloody meaning of the word in the first place.
I know what inchoate means so who are you to call me stupid!

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The dilemma with loving so complete

November 19th 2009 02:10
The dilemma with loving so complete!


You run the chance of succumbing,

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He started to convulse, he lost all colour in his skin, and his eyes turned white.
All of it happened in seconds and in front of me. I had thoughts of the darkest place you can imagine, I went somewhere that I do not ever want to go again.
A fear so extraordinary that it engulfed my body totally and sent me uncontrollably

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Complex Regional Pain Syndrome

July 14th 2009 11:34
Complex Regional Pain Syndrome

I do not suffer from C.R.P.S. but I have experienced severe prolonged pain a number of times and have a glimmer of an idea at what sufferers of this chronic and debilitating condition must go through. I know about the shadows that lurk just out of reach and the feelings of hopelessness. I saw a program about CRPS on “ABC 2” a couple of days ago and was immediately drawn to the young lady featured on the program. My heart went out to her and her plight. I dedicate this poem to her.
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We lose ourselves in ourselves

July 10th 2009 04:38
We lose ourselves in ourselves.
A poem about the relentless truth; how we can lose, or more apt forget about it, by hiding it somewhere in our lives and living a personified lie. A slow deterioration is all that is left if we do not correct it because the truth must be and always is relentless.


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Secret writers business

June 23rd 2009 12:13
To all the visitors of secret writers business,

My name is Alex Teli, I am the proud father to a wonderful son and I love my partner very much and am also loved.

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How to reply to comments received

June 11th 2009 22:52
How can reply to individual comments received when I've received more that one comment for a post?
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Recent Comments

Comment by quatro
on The Wolfman

March 18th 2010 23:15
Hi David,
prolific I tell you, simply prolific. Glad to see you're back.
Catch you soon
Alex

Comment by quatro
on Around the Blogosphere: Great Advice for Writers

March 18th 2010 23:12
Hi Jeanne,
Glad to hear your fine with your health issues.
I find your blog very informative and as usual have bookmarked a couple of links to venture in at a more appropriate time.
Please keep up your good work
much appreciated
Alex

Comment by quatro
on Your sad eyes are a highway to your soul.

March 18th 2010 11:42
Hi Dianna
thank you for your comment. It is interesting that a simple glimpse can trigger such emotion to want to write a poem or to be reminded of long past happy moments.
Thanks again
Alex

Comment by quatro
on Up in the Air

February 1st 2010 08:48
Hi Dave,
I might want to watch it. Clooney is a polished performer.
Don't you think?

Comment by quatro
on Avatar

December 23rd 2009 20:13
Hi David
You exemplify the art of critical opinion.
I too was fortunate to watch this movie in 3D and to say I was mesmerized and taken to a level far beyond anything else I have ever been too in cinema is a true statement.
You mention this was an all out assault on the senses and that is also true.
I am in awe of the mind (James Cameron) that envisaged this world and had the prowess to bring it to life.
LOVED this movie like no other, due to its encompassing and usage of the latest technology in cinematic magic.
I also agree with you about the cinematic evolution as we are truly witnessing its next phase.
Thank you Mr. Cameron and many thanks David.

I still think however that Lawrence of Arabia is one of the all time best movies ever made.
Quatro

Comment by quatro
on A Christmas Carol

December 4th 2009 04:15
Hi David,
you do keep yourself busy.
I for one can not go past some of the Christmas classics.
I have not seen any recent movies let alone any Christmas movies.
Keep up the great work
Alex

Comment by quatro
on 9 Writing Markets That Accept Reprints

September 29th 2009 23:10
Hi Jeanne,
very informative, I for one will be reading your article in depth.
Sounds very promiosing.
many thanks
keep up your good work
Quatro

Comment by Anonymous
on Monkey Puzzle

September 29th 2009 06:19
Hi David
you do keep yourself very busy.
Keep up the good work
Alex
aka quatro

Comment by quatro
on I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU

September 17th 2009 11:04
Hi
I can relate to your loss and can only say that you need to stay strong for your friend's daughters.
She's gone and you miss her terribly and will never forget her, and her children need to be reminded how great their mum was.
I guess love is the answer and don't stop flaunting it, even if they sometimes may not get it.
Don't forget your loss is as much for you as theirs is for themselves.

I don't know what else to do in my situation, but i will continue to tell the children that I love them and will never forget their mum as she is in my heart till I die.
I lost my sister in-law one year ago and miss her in much pain as she was also my great and loved friend. She was only 44.
Be strong.
Quatro

Comment by quatro
on Let's talk about fathers

August 14th 2009 04:16
These is an extract from a poem I wrote to my father.

From a very young age I remember how tall you stood,
standing so proud and so fearless,
you were always there to extend your hand when I stumbled,
and you were always there to guide me when I veered,
I enjoyed watching you from afar as you worked quietly,
always thinking of your family,
always determined in your endeavours,
I am sure your tasks were colossal but your needs somehow diminutive.

To Sum it up I love him with no compromises.
I hug him and kiss him every time I see him, which unfortunately is not as often as I like due to the distance of travel.

thank you for giving me this opportunity to mention my father.
Alex.