Wednesday, February 23, 2011

everything new under the sun

open mouthed
i catch raindrops
on my tongue
roll them around
just to taste
the reason they
fall from your cheeks

don't cry for me
naked in the morning sun
scars puckered white
all the world can see
i wear them well
(even earned a few)
each one
a story to tell &
several even carry
smiles tucked inside

they are bones of
the kaleidoscope
i have become
and soon enough
the rays will pass
through and as i
twist so will the view

not good enough,
just give it a minute
and i will be beautiful,

just like you.

imperfect prose

Also, entering this in Friday Poetically.

86 comments:

David Allen Waters said...

heartfelt, touching...

HisFireFly said...

the stories in the scars... yes
and to rejoice in them... amen again.

annell said...

You are so beautiful scars and all!

Laura said...

a gorgeous image--scars as kaleidoscope...they do create beauty, though the pain difficult while they are being made.

I love to visit you, Brian. Such beauty in the pictures you paint with words.

Bonnie said...

ah.... I'm sure she immediately adds: 'but you already are ...'

Katherine said...

Ahhh Brian ... this could have almost been written for me ... so beautiful & poignant for me right now! The message you so eloquently deliver gives a person hope that there are better days ahead & that is exactly what people need in their hours of despair, a reminder that things will most surely get better.
Hard times bare wounds but eventually with time heal then .. and although you may in fact be scarred, these scars give way to a new & better you!

Hilary said...

You and your way with words.. so beautiful.

LauraX said...

more than enough, more than beautiful brian...you are more...we all are.

drybottomgirl said...

Own your wrinkles, own your face, the lines, the scars, like the rings in a tree trunk have so much to offer, and thank you for the reminder that true beauty doesn't resemble perfection in the least....

becky said...

what a gorgeous and tender set of words admitting to human perfection...wonderful wordsmithing, brian.

happygirl said...

they are bones of
the kaleidoscope
i have become

These words gave me hope that I can still be considered beautiful even though the wrinkles, spots, sags and scars tell me different. I guess it's all in the angle the sun lights my face.

JH_Poetry said...

this was lovely as the rainbow... nice one

Jill said...

Each scar is a battle won.

Dulce said...

Rejoycing scars? you can

rosaria said...

OH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Eva Gallant said...

I always say "I've earned every one of these wrinkles and gray hairs, and I wear them proudly."

violet said...

kaleidoscope bones - what a fascinating image!

(And thanks so much for visiting my poem and leaving a comment!)

Violet (http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com)

Daniel said...

Oh man, I loved this one! For some reason, this one made my mind wrap around it. I guess it just spoke out to me. Solid.

Enchanted Oak said...

Yes.

Nancy said...

Yes, scars and gray hair and wrinkles do tell stories--and some of them are hysterical. Blessings.

Rhymetime(aka Pat) said...

You're scars make me care, but you still don't have my rhyming flare.
You're last comment was nice, but you should have rhymed twice..haha
You have a way with words no doubt, but you make me pout.
With all the scars I want to lock myself behind bars.
Ok not really, but you are touchy feely.
But you do it really well, I just have to tell.
See look at that all kinds of rhymes, I don't commit your crimes.
Keep up the good reads, as I read your blog feeds.

Belinda said...

"As I twist so will the view" -- I must remember to twist when the view gets old...

Tara Miller said...

...and all our scars good and bad when woven together help to tell our life's journey. Each a unique and beautiful life.

Shewriting said...

...in the eye of the beholder it seems...perception is a funny thing.

lori said...

This is really quite beautiful. I especially like, "and as i twist so will the view" - really, that whole stanza is my favorite because it's hopeful. And, our scars do tell our story. :)

5thsister said...

Sigh. Brilliant, just brilliant. This is so filled with strength and hope! And you know what? It is true. Our scars can become the bones of the kaleidoscope twisting, changing into unsuspecting beauty, the mosaic we are when we are brave enough to face these wounds honestly. Thank you Brian.

Magpie said...

Wow, the whole kaleidoscope analogy is amazing!!! You are twisted - but in a great way.

Jen said...

"Just wait a minute" -- this speaks to me, a girl in the process of transformation, all the time. Just wait a minute and see how He beautifies, even the wretched soul like me.

Neva Flores said...

Pure excellence

Sue said...

I've said it before and I'll say it again. Your "imperfect prose" does not live up to its name.

=)

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Beautifully done.

ladyfi said...

Wonderful heart-warming and beautiful writing!

moondustwriter said...

Love how the kaleidoscope is the focal point for the change

excellent mi amigo

adeeyoyo said...

Scars, wrinkles, signs of a life well-lived, all individual stories - I love that! Also the idea of the kaleidoscope... Great writing! ☺

Cinner said...

Beautiful , dancing in the rain, the many stories and lessons in the scars, that make us really live.

joanny said...

Tender kaleidoscope of thoughts and wounds that are healing in the fresh new morning sun... the imperfections turn to perfection.

Joanny

Joybird said...

Naked with scars blazing, that's the challenge of transparency...I like this picture of a soul, of a life.

Pranavam Ravikumar a.k.a. Kochuravi said...

Really Touching lines.. A good flow of thoughts, I enjoyed the read.. My wishes

Shadow said...

now may we all learn to transform just like this...

Suzy Q said...

I love the imagery you use to describe the scars.
A beautifully written poem.

Raven said...

Completely stunning...touching...beautiful.

Valerie said...

Really touching, Brian.

Alan Burnett said...

I have to join in with everyone else : I too love the idea of smiles tucked inside scars.

the walking man said...

Too many raindrops quench a fire.

Leslie said...

I like the idea of us being a kaleidoscope, our beauty revealed as the light passes through...

and thanks so much for your encouraging words over at my place.

Celestial Dreamz said...

i can't explain just how much i loved this one ...

TechnoBabe said...

Really nice. Reminds me that our scars were earned. In the past I would have thought this post was sad, but being in the place I am now I see this as happy.

trisha said...

your soul is truly beautiful. beautiful post brian.

the thursday posts are up if you want to check them-

http://earthinbw.wordpress.com/2011/02/24/starvation/
and
http://etherealheights.wordpress.com/2011/02/24/shangri-la/

Pearl said...

Wow.

"they are bones of
the kaleidoscope
i have become
and soon enough
the rays will pass
through and as i
twist so will the view"

I absolutely love that.

Pearl

Ruthiey said...

The words flows so well that I get lost in the meaning never hung up on phrasing. Well done.

Lorraine said...

it is very touching...very beautiful as you are

Teri said...

What can I say! Another wonderful one. Why am I always so late to get here though? I'm watching my granddaughter today and got up early and STILL I am #51.

Ami Mattison said...

What a poignant poem, Brian! I love the "smiles tucked inside" scars and "bones of the kaleidoscope." But the sweetness of the ending makes a few raindrops fall my own cheeks. Thank you for making me feel this morning!

Cindy said...

beautiful...captures eloquently the common in our experiences!

Courtney Walsh said...

i loved this. beautiful words.

Mama Zen said...

they are bones of
the kaleidoscope
i have become

That is so gorgeous and so moving.

TALON said...

Our imperfections make us beautiful...

This was tender, Brian.

Barbara said...

Wonderful, Brian.
Scars (and wrinkles) tell the story of our lives....

LadyCat said...

Raindrops and tears, both can be sad and cleansing.
And boy, we sure do earn our scars. That's why they remain...to remind us.

Lisa notes... said...

I should spend more time sitting with your poetry. Far more depth there than a casual reading affords. You are gifted, friend.

Claudia said...

many great lines here - fantastic message - but my fav is the first stanza - the catching of raindrops open mouthed - the roll them around to taste the reason they fall...this speaks of an almost overwhelming openness and closeness and makes me shiver

arspoetica said...

brilliant write, whichever way you twist the kaleidoscope.

emily wierenga said...

not good enough,
just give it a minute
and i will be beautiful,



you see the world with his eyes, brian... don't stop, friend.

Jannie Funster said...

That is cool!

you kaleidscope you!

hee, hee, on scars with smiles tucked inside. I'll never tell mine, either. :)

xo

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

scars and stories... Definately beautiful! Can't wait for the next twist! :)

Connie Mace said...

"and soon enough
the rays will pass
through and as i
twist so will the view"...I do, and so it has...until the rays pass through...and then, we'll truly see...wonderful prose Brian

Brandee Shafer said...

So? WERE you the reason for the tears?

Lyn said...

Good enough, scars and all, and yet we yearn for perfection..
sometimes it's all in the lighting!

sheila said...

Ahhhhhhhhh. :)
bones of a kaleidoscope. Like that!

alittlebitograce said...

amazing imagery, of scars forming a basis for beauty. it's hard to imagine that pain will make us beautiful and yet it adds beauty, character and gives us such interesting stories to share. as always, your writing captures my imagination and takes me somewhere new to visit.

Marla said...

and as i
twist so will the view


What a great line.

The Retired One said...

This one blew me away,Brian..."smiles tucked inside"....wow...so many lines were unforgettable.
Now, if I could just think that way about my stretchmarks. hahaaa

patty said...

as always, love your way with words. love this poem... i could replace "scars" with "wrinkles" and hope to feel the same-that they are beautiful in the kaliedescope of what i am, what i am becoming.

ds said...

oh you...perfect.

Cheryl said...

Life is a story told in scars, some seen while others remain buried under the skin.

Beautifully written.

trisha said...

this is beautiful brian.

trisha
http://etherealheights.wordpress.com/

Otter Thomas said...

Very nice Brian. I really like this one with the idea of the kaleidoscope and the changing view.

Heather said...

LOVE this one...xo

mama-face said...

would that we could all feel as beautiful as we deserve.

Goofball said...

we will give you all the time you need

Syd said...

Those scars may not all be visible.

elizabeth said...

Sat here enjoying the reading through several of your pieces...behind on my imperfect prose reading, but couldn't just stop at reading the one of yours. You are an artist.

Ben said...

That's a very interesting idea, assuming I'm taking your meaning correctly. The juxtaposition that popped into my head was the opposing phrases that "There is nothing new under the sun" and God's declaration of "Behold, I am making all things new." Redemption brings something new, beauty being the foremost thing. This one really got me thinking. Awesome poem.

signed...bkm said...

Wonderful...as I twist so will the view....just love it ...thank you bkm

Pete Marshall said...

and just like you...when you put pen to paper....

haikulovesongs said...

breathtaking!