"We Always Find A Way" by JStergis L.E.S

We Always Find A Way

By JStergis L.E.S 

Every generation

Of every nation 

Eventually faces a challenge or foe

That will forever define them so

And when darkness holds the day

We always find a way

A way to rekindle hope in the night

A way to bring back our soul to the light.

Every woman and man

Has to try to comprehend 

When they must take a stand

When circumstances demand.

For fear will create unlikely heroes 

And fear exposes those driven by weaker egos.

Yet when darkness holds the day

We always find a way

A way to rekindle hope in the night

A way to bring back our soul to the light.

My child hold up your head

Things are not hopeless or sad 

As they may appear to be. 

Remember good follows bad, 

After the tears and blood are shed.

Just like the ebbs and flows of the sea.

Just keep your eyes focused 

Every inch gained a better prognosis. 

Remember when darkness holds the day

We always find a way

A way to rekindle hope in the night

A way to bring back our soul to the light.

"A Tree Grows On Long Island" by John S LES

Painting by Long Island Artist Liv Larocca

*The artist Liv Larocca is just one of many very gifted artists here on Long Island.  Click her link below her work and enjoy her Facebook page.



"A Tree Grows On Long Island" Part 1 of 3 parts

by John S LES

It's time to celebrate - and loudly so - the artistic talents on Long Island!

Five years ago this month, I wrote my first blog post here.  Eventually I ballooned to creating and writing 10 different blogs altogether.  I took a hiatus from this blog to write for my WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.comand post photos for my Instagram and my Twitter accounts.

Just last May of 2016, I wrote that New Yorkers (specifically Long Islanders) should invest in taking more time support and celebrate Long Island's performing arts.  Since then, I have visited, participated and observed a plethora of incredibly talented people here on Long Island.  I am a born and raised New York City native.  However, I am now a transplanted resident here on Long Island.  My childhood views as a city boy was that Long Island was slow, boring and bland.  I may have been correct about it being slower on Long Island, but I was wrong about it being boring and bland.  There are many, many craftsmen, tradesmen and ethnicities of all types emerging on Long Island.  And with these new, emerging cultural turnovers and trends, things are far from boring and bland.  There are wonderful artists and opportunities to grow here on Long Island.

From dancers, to painters, singers, writers, and several cinema organizations here on Long Island, the fertile soil here is vast.  Of the handful of cinema organizations here on Long Island, I have become the closet friends with the staff at the Port Jefferson Documentary Series.  My experience with them these past seven months is that they have an outstanding warm and friendly staff, and showcase top notch documentaries just about every few weeks, which has ended this week.  They restart in September.  I have driven almost a full hour out to view Port Jefferson's exquisitely selected, and critically acclaimed documentary showings.

I am challenging all who read these words to join me here on my blog, my Facebook page, and my Instagram page as I introduce some of these gifted artists, cinephiles, filmmakers, actors and even some local fashion designers and models that work here on Long Island.  There is a tree of talent and gifted people here on Long Island.  Come get to know them.  And while you do, you can watch as I transition from blogger, to free lance photographer and soon movie maker.  Come back for parts 2 and 3!

"A Dream Whose Time Has Come"

Like a dream whose time has come, it was inevitable that my blog here, the blog that started 9 others including WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.com, a blog that has echoed social issues around the world, would have it's very own Facebook page.  A Facebook page to help direct, steer and organize all of best articles from my other main blogs.  But it was here, at this blog that I started it all.  I encourage all who visit to stop by frequently.  Feel free to email or post comments.  For those who have written to me privately, sharing some of your thoughts, feelings and reactions would be a good thing for those out there who also share what you are experiencing.

Thank you to all of my friends, family and secret supporters.  

Let The Show Begin...Again!

Many thank yous to my loyal friends and readers who have been with me on this journey this past 2 1/2 years. For those of you who have been with me, you know that I have been writing and posting mostly poems on my Where Did Our Love Go blog the past 14 months.  It was something that came from out of left field for me.  My poems have touched hearts and helped engage minds on numerous discussions via emails, and chat room boards.  All of my practice and preparation came from this original or "mother" blog.  This blog helped me create all the others.  I last posted hear back in October with the promise that things were going to be bigger and better than ever.  I did not lie.  My poetry writings have helped pick up many new friends and fans, from Twitter to Instagram, Facebook Chatimity and simple Google searches.  I welcome you all.  My other blog is doing so well with people, that I can now spend some time back here...where I started.  So...sit back and let the show begin again!  To all my new friends, readers...just scroll through the archives.  There are plenty of fictional short stories, humorous bits, life stories, and even poems on here too.  Soon you also will discover what others have known here for the past 2 1/2 years.  This is my effort to entertain, educate and bring positive minds togther!  Not only that...but the new stuff coming is going to be just as good!

Let the show begin...Again!

Sincerely,

John S LES

"Who I am" by Jenny Cando

This brilliant and original poem was written by a reader who has now become a good friend the past several months.  Here's another great poem for breast cancer awareness month.  Please do enjoy.

"Who I Am"

by Jenny Cando


After my shower I got again depressed.
I need to tell this to get off my chest.

I don't like the reflection in the mirror.
Each time I see them, my pain becomes clearer.

This is not how my breasts are supposed to be.
They don't look like those on the magazine covers I see.

They are not full and plump, and they are not round.
They are not the perfect pink, tan or chocolate brown.

I worry they're not symmetrical or spherical
So I press them in a bra that promised some miracles.

For the lady on the magazine cover that bra looks fine.
But oh my God, not on mine, oh mine.

I put on a shirt big and that's nice and wide
Not because I like it, but so I can try and hide

These clothes that are suppose to make me feel...
feminine and desired...
Instead make me reel...their designers should be fired.

No matter where I look in the media I can only see
Those perfect breasts...they just keep haunting me.

Billboards, newspapers, movies or TV - society is so mean.
Even the on my phone and laptop - they shake and titillate on my screen

No, I don't look like that at all.
I'm not that poster on the wall.

The media is telling me how I should be
And if I am not, then do I need surgery?

But does all of that and all of this - make me who I am?
No.  I'm so much more than just these two mammary glands.

Then who am I - no - WHO I AM?
Today I am a woman who is now taking a stand.

"Mirror Mirror" The Message That Will Change Everything For Women!

Coming October 1st, 2014!

on WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.com

So many of you who have followed me the past two years know the passion that I have for my various projects on my blogs.  Many of you know that I have worked vigorously on my other blog www.WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.com this past year as well as spawned four new others.  Do not think that I do not love my audience here at NYEastsideEntertainment.blogspot.com.  You folks who have read my work here have made everything that I've done on all my other blogs possible.

However, I have reached a point wherein I knew that I had to make signature writings projects for all who follow me.  That is why I concentrated so heavily on www.WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.com.  It was through that blog that I could create some signature writings about love and our human condition.  Well, my effort to create signature pieces has reached a milestone.  I have created a poem entitled "Mirror Mirror" that will be posted up tomorrow, October 1st, 2014.  As some of you may or may not know October, is breast cancer awareness month.  This poem, "Mirror Mirror" deals with not only with breast cancer awareness for women, but it also deals with female body image issues.  I strongly urge you all to tune into www.WhereDidOurLoveGo.blogspot.com and look for "Mirror Mirror".  When you find it, share it - tweet it, text it, Facebook it, email it, Google it, Instagram it, or Vine it.  Whatever you do - make sure every woman that you care about, reads it.

"Mirror Mirror" is going to deliver not only a message for all women, but also for all men.  Look for it, enjoy it, pass it over to someone else.  This is the one writing from NYEastsideEntertainment.blogspot.com that you do not want to miss. 

Cellular Phone Etiquette 101: The Commuter Train

Two Fridays ago I took the Long Island Railroad commuter railroad into New York City.  I was going to see an off Broadway play.  I sat next to a husband and wife, both in their late 40's and they were sitting across from one another.  The train ride was only about 40 minutes long.  I didn't have much eye contact with the couple sitting next to me outside of a our initial friendly "hello" when I sat down.

About halfway through the ride, a woman, in her mid 20's, and who was sitting behind us got on her cellular phone and called another female friend.  She then began talking to this female friend, (rather loudly I might add) about the sale of Victoria Secret lingerie she caught online earlier in the day online.  A female friend later advised me that Victoria's Secret had huge sale for that 3 day weekend, and that if you had coupons and shopped via the Internet, you really could have saved some serious bucks.  However, with all of that being said - this young woman was indeed loud, indiscreet and was explicit about what she purchased, their colors and size and fit.

Initially she only mentioned the sale and her discounts.  Which me and the wife of the couple I was sitting next to overheard and we both chuckled.  It was slowly hitting us that we both heard the same thing.  Then she mentioned more information about the VS items that she purchased, which now caused me and the husband to look at each other incredulously.  Meanwhile his wife continued  to quietly chuckle.  Then the husband and I began chuckling too as the young woman began to talk  more about the sizes and colors and how they would fit her hips.  By now the three of us were building up to a quiet "guffaw" by this point.  By the time the woman closed off the conversation with how she couldn't wait to wear them all (she bought about 15 sets if I'm not mistaken) we were all in tears trying to restrain ourselves as other passengers around us were also listening in and laughing.

I quickly posted the experience on Facebook for which one of my friends retorted "I guess Victoria's Secret isn't a secret any more."   I was quick to share that hilarious, quick witted remark with the couple next to me, for which we all again laugh - but this time rather loudly.  The young woman was clueless as she segued her conversation onto another topic.  She then abruptly ended her conversation as she knew we were about 9 minutes from entering the tunnel and her cellular service would be interrupted anyway.

Later on Facebook, many of my other friends who commute via train or bus commented that this occurrence of people talking loudly on a cell phone while riding on a crowded train or bus has become more of a common occurrence than I knew.  One friend said to me, "I hear about people's personal lives and their life issues while riding the train into the city."  I personally haven't had to commute via bus or train in well over 25 years, so I wasn't aware of how rude people have become while talking on their cellular phones.  But somehow or another, this has become "common".

Hey all of you fellow cellular phone users listen up and listen up but good!  It is rude, stupid and embarrassing to loudly talk about all of your personal issues and business on a crowded train or bus.  Keep a lid on it will ya??