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Georg E Mateos
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A child that lost his world of promised smiles in a home which never was sweet, and going on thirty by the age of twelve.
Started as a Navy Radio Operator, through combat Marines, graduating as a Mechanical and Electrical Engineer serving in the Merchant Navy which took me around the world several times (and that's a lot of horizon to cross!)
Probably enabling me to say thank-you and please in more languages that is needed to know.
Fall in love with the gentle Japan when Bushido was honored and the waters in the garden caressed the lotus flowers that held butterflies.
Writing for children by the Institute of Children Literature.
Influenced by Pablo Neruda saying that he could write the saddest poem one night.
By Marquez One hundred Years of Solitude and Orwell's 1984.
Salvador Dalì could have painted my life.
Birth Place: Sausalito, CA USA
Accomplishments: Honor Mention by the 2007 Los Angeles Book Festival.
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Books
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Short Stories
Bouncing Casanova Lover # 9 by Georg E Mateos
Take a bottle of Coors, relax and read this little story about a Norman Rockwell kind of town...and its pets....
Bouncing Lilies # 1 by Georg E Mateos
This short story is dedicated to Mr.Ed a champion for enviromental awareness but not less the guardian of all creatures that we, off hand, see disappearing around us.
This story is of the good hum...
Bouncing Love # 2 by Georg E Mateos
Dinking Coors in my back porch and sitting in his rocking chair our storyteller gives another picture of the uncomplicated rural America that we love so much... ...
Bouncing Weed...# 3 by Georg E Mateos
The old geezer Coors drinker tell us another one from the little weird town where all is mixed up like it is in a Salvation Army holding soup potbelly....
Bouncing Balls # 4 by Georg E Mateos
The neighborhood ain''t that big but is fully of entertaiment, if you are old enough you can even call on your own terms, you only need a little Manuelito....
Bouncing Neighbors # 5 by Georg E Mateos
Only dogs like bones, tiny tiny skinny people are only good for them trying to sell very expensive little pieces of clothing.
Fat have come to stay, don''t fight it, enjoy the view of plenty, you ...
Bouncing Cats & Dogs # 6 by Georg E Mateos
This is another one from the little town living the American life that Norman Rockwell inmotalized on his paintings.
When one talks about the "good old days" we are talking about those days when a...
Bouncing Fish # 7 by Georg E Mateos
We are back on the little town the very day four friends decided go...how can I say it?...well, fishing, because they had fishing rods and a boat and.........
Bouncing Brides # 8 by Georg E Mateos
Theres a man in Authorsden married to a Mean Warrior Woman, he deserve anything bad he got by saying..."I do"
Ain''t that right my bad cheese cave smelling brother?...
To everyone in AD by Georg E Mateos
That everyone feel, in their heart, to be included and cared for in AuthorsDen community of authors and poets....
Nam, a girl named Thuy by Georg E Mateos
Some times war twist your tail for the better, giving you a moment of respite and warmth human contact in an otherwise beastly everyday of get them before they get you....
Nam's old man Walther by Georg E Mateos
Men will survive war as long as their leader on the field really cares about what happen to them and put his life on the line even to save a distracted dumb-ass that could had killed them all......
The Shrapnel & The Medics by Georg E Mateos
This Thanksgiving day will be also to remember with affection the Nam Medics sving my butt in the field despite being under fire.
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The Initiation & Darth Vader's mask by Georg E Mateos
Haze would come when in the military one was tested to no show fear.
When we were children it was called The Initiation, then PacMan arrived and kites were relegated as debris-in-dad's-garage.
Shine the Light in the Pumas Eyes...!!! by Georg E Mateos
When adults talk, children listen, and their fantasies are put in high gear by uncle's tall tales and then.......
Nam, Final Roll Call (1) by Georg E Mateos
New wars, new casualties, more yellow ribbons, more speaches, more flags...
They, whoever they are wanted to delete the Vietnam War from our memory, we will not let them do that, EVER....
Nam, Final Roll Call (2) by Georg E Mateos
I hope that everyone coming back from Iraq has or had this kind of buddies watching their backs......
Nam, Final Roll Call (3) by Georg E Mateos
Another member of the tunnel rats "wet-team" whose memory shouldn''t be forgotten.
"Anyone free of guilt...can throw the first stone"...
Nam, Final Roll Call (4) by Georg E Mateos
Why only this four? because they represent all that is good about the spirit corp which go beyond duty and family ties, no brothers will ever be like this brothers...no way...
Little Holes...Big Death by Georg E Mateos
Sometimes Justice pulls her eyes blindfold up, just a little, to take a good look at what''s happening around? ...
Painting Silence by Georg E Mateos
Millions of years ago, man saw its first rainbow...since then his eyes has been looking for the color of beauty everywhere......
Nam, Final Roll Call (epilogue) by Georg E Mateos
You know how they lived but they don't want you to know how they died, the survivors need to come forward and tell the next soldier why and for what they are going to die....
Bury my heart in Arlington's stones garden by Georg E Mateos
What will you ask if the only family you ever had was buried there, wearing the name of every buddy that put his life on the line protecting yours, and how you cried when you couldn''t protect theirs?...
The Firemen's Glow by Georg E Mateos
They too put their lives in the line everyday, they didn't deserved 9/11 nor did we.
Now, when they roar by, I feel in my heart the press of a ice hand because I am afraid for their well being.
Cops, what they left behind by Georg E Mateos
I wrote this few words before 2001 Xmas I don't know if was more saddened than angry or the other way around, because I have always taken for granted them, to be there for me and never stopped to say ...
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Poetry
Andre Bendavi ben YEHU gods and muses by Georg E Mateos
In the next years we will know for certain if that long haired man bearing a sign telling us "the end is nite" was just one more of those loonies or a prophet that was trying to warn us, and because h...
The Colonel and a lonely magnolia by Georg E Mateos
In the battlefiel the Colonel cared for the young soldiers wellbeing, fearing writing "that" letter to his family...
Alone, on a strange beach, he walks remembering the words in a letter that some...
Vouch for a friend in need by Georg E Mateos
In the mean time e-mail letters, petitions, comments, character vouch, writer''s outrage should be posted on Abdi-Noor as messages until he gives us an address to send regular mail postcards and lette...
Father's parental love by Georg E Mateos
As nobody has explained what is all about Father''s Day, I will give all of you, spoiled children that you are, my own version of it......
The last farewell... by Georg E Mateos
While trying to resolve a problem for another poem (music background wise) I wish to share with you some thoughts about the future soldiers which will be send to senseless wars, no matter which color,...
Traveler's Time Cavern by Georg E Mateos
The Traveleer continues his journey despite the little angel child warning that nothing is there, where the Traveler was head for, yet......
Poetic Home for Rent Challenge by Georg E Mateos
Ms. Jill Eisnaugle gave us the challenge to try our hand at renting that special home, and there is mine.
Sorry folk, I haven''t got that Realtor''s Diploma, but, what the heck! here it goes......
God, me...and the others... by Georg E Mateos
The traveler is here again to tell you about just a few moments of his long journey, be with him for a short while and try to understand that a few that are blind can see, and many that can see are bl...
RUFUZ ain't no dog... by Georg E Mateos
I haven't got a wooden legs but that mutt keeps trying, stubborn or just as mean as his "Daddy", but to be fair, as his only good uncle (PeeWee just make belive it and Jersey Ed is too lazy as it is) ...
Ed Brothers Wacky Races by Georg E Mateos
OK folks, so we are going all the way from the Klondike to that famous Fee Bath and Massages place way out on some Canada hillbylly's turf...
Did you know that my two trecherous brothers had kept ...
I love the land... by Georg E Mateos
Thousand years ago America hadn't a name, it was a expanse of land without lines of demarcation or barbed wire, the rivers were pristine, the earth fertile and giving plentiful and the people walking ...
Surrender, a naked Colonel by Georg E Mateos
When the uniform is not there to remind of past battles, when petticoats are shed so love can wear bare skin, then, and only then...surrender can be it......
Dead Soldiers Day (haiku) by Georg E Mateos
For my Brothers and Sisters that felt in many battle fields, for all the War Veterans that the Nation forget after Memorial Day...with all my heart, my deepest thanks, because of you I survived....
Cowboy blues by Georg E Mateos
Our Jasmin wrote a piece about things going wrong like that fellow Murphy said in 1949.
But he forgot to mention that it started way way back, long before Murphy's wisdom about the jinx......
Chief Wahktageli, Gallant Warrior by Georg E Mateos
This one is dedicated to all my Brothers and Sisters from the Hundred Nations Tribes from a pale-face poet with a Sioux heart and no two tongues......
Brother's Ed's fool's-gold by Georg E Mateos
As my Brother PeeWee got the little brain he had pickled in tequila down on Pancho Villa''s turf, he got all his wires tangled (lill''brother Jersey been in his limbo before that) the truth most be to...
The Light...is that God? by Georg E Mateos
We wander in a pitch black Universe, alone with our fears, disoriented, lost, open eyes seeing nothing, soul crimping, waning spirit...we are the travelers....
Wheelchairs & Shopping Carts by Georg E Mateos
New elections, new President, new promises, new new new, NEW?
I thought that Nam was the bastard son of a few politicians, but then, we got twice Iraq.
We thought that the Nam Veterans were un...
Ethereal Lover by Georg E Mateos
The Colonel, leaning on an old oak, with closed eyes, let his thoughts to search in the world of wonders for her, because he can''t believe an old soldier can be so happy just remembering the fragance...
Brothers Ed in Mexico by Georg E Mateos
Dear friend, family and other enemies, I am truly feed up with the bad mouthing of my brother PeeWee (and I am sure Jersey Ed and Rufuz feel the same) telling the world all those lies and don't take t...
Burning Teepees by Georg E Mateos
Everytime I heard i politician say "that land of ours" I remember the Maories thousands of years in Australia, the genocide of the Patagonians, the six thousand years of the Native Americans on their ...
Love, magnolias & gardenias by Georg E Mateos
The Colonel had a troubled time wandering on the gray gardens, where solitude gives birth to many little regrets wrapped with a fog of uncertainties, making the go as heavy as trying to run through qu...
My dead garden by Georg E Mateos
Birds wouldn''t come here to build a nest, nor angry wasp or toilsomely ants, the wind will go as fast as it can and rain, for the dead garden will never cry...
Seeds are like grains of sand, maki...
Liana Margiva from Ossetia by Georg E Mateos
She is one of us here at AD, whom, after reading my "Love is...a mirage" wished I was writing about her.
Well, Mother Russia is a big land and although been there before, walking around the places...
Destroying a Nation by Georg E Mateos
Yes, I categorized this one as a drama, because unlike Wiston Churchill''s words, in today''s America very few did so much wrong for the detriment of so many.
And the soldiers that felt did give a...
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Articles
Obamas fraud? by Georg E Mateos
I wish to answer an AD author: Mr. Burton H Wolfe his "Obamas Stupendous Fraud" in 02.01.2008
An article that only lack that infamous burning cross in Mr. Obamas front yard....
Global warming? gimme a break! by Georg E Mateos
I just read that to stop Global Warming it is needed to pay 45 trillion dollars, to whom?...
Angels of Nykoping Lasarett by Georg E Mateos
If anyone still have the most remote idea of God or His Angels non existence...those ones should take a trip to that hospital......
Polarization in the US election by Georg E Mateos
The 2008 rat race is on, we should be hable to find the maze's exit....
To everyone in AD by Georg E Mateos
That everyone feel, in their heart, to be included and care for in the AuthorsDen cummunity of authors and poets....
Parents from Hell by Georg E Mateos
Ngati and few more other children had come by our pages, most, from Karen Lynn Vidra.
Some read and comment/review the topic, some just read it, a few turn the page because the past come again kno...
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News
Going holyday in Mallorca by Georg E Mateos
For the people one see around this days when in holyday, one doesn't know if one are seeing the Beaches or the Witches or the Bitches by the sea shore.
Lucky for me, I am a poet, and it make me li...
Portrait of a Sad Man by Georg E Mateos
A life travel with 305 poems, from the abused child to the old man waiting for God's final call, with some tears and some laughs, with dreams and nightmares, but not less, with the sincerity of a poet...
Uninteresting Poetry? by Georg E Mateos
Literary Agents and Publishers don''t want nothing to do with Poetry, they say that it cant be sold because nobody is interested on read it......
130.000 hits by Georg E Mateos
One most be doing something good if it took such a short time to jump from 100.000 to 130.000 in such short time....
Books Internationally Selling by Georg E Mateos
1963, Dallas, The Man on the Grassy Knoll got an Honorable Mention at the Los Angeles Book Festival 2007....
Over 100.000 Hits by Georg E Mateos
The wonders of Mystery quality relies in the gnawing strenght of the Suspense....
Please Take a Look... by Georg E Mateos
About a lonely author with some hiccups of insecurity. Please help....
ROAD TO JERUSALEM by Georg E Mateos
Jesus Via Dolorosa couldn't have happened if he wasn't the choosen one.
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Second book of the trilogy published by Georg E Mateos
The Sniper's Song was published by Lulu.com and have a pending ISBN #...
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Additional information
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| Books: IMAGE OF A SAD MAN IN A BROKEN MIRROR (poetry and prose exanding to ones life)
1963, Dallas, THE MAN ON THE GRASSY KNOLL(the alleged "second shooter" tells about the hit)
Honor Mention by 2007 Los Angeles Book festival
THE SNIPER'S SONG (Vietnam War, the man from Dallas, the "second shooter", are spirited to carry the job of elimination of a General)
THE JOB, the third and final book of the man from Dallas doing a double feature in the US and Europe, cutting lose ends.
AS TIME GOES BY (short stories with a twist, as always)
THE 7-ELEVEN OUTLAWS GANG (children mixed together one summer, a book not right for those blinded by PC-) |
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