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
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heartfelt, touching...
the stories in the scars... yes
and to rejoice in them... amen again.
You are so beautiful scars and all!
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.
ah.... I'm sure she immediately adds: 'but you already are ...'
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!
You and your way with words.. so beautiful.
more than enough, more than beautiful brian...you are more...we all are.
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....
what a gorgeous and tender set of words admitting to human perfection...wonderful wordsmithing, brian.
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.
this was lovely as the rainbow... nice one
Each scar is a battle won.
Rejoycing scars? you can
OH!!!!!!!!!!!!
I always say "I've earned every one of these wrinkles and gray hairs, and I wear them proudly."
kaleidoscope bones - what a fascinating image!
(And thanks so much for visiting my poem and leaving a comment!)
Violet (http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com)
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.
Yes.
Yes, scars and gray hair and wrinkles do tell stories--and some of them are hysterical. Blessings.
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.
"As I twist so will the view" -- I must remember to twist when the view gets old...
...and all our scars good and bad when woven together help to tell our life's journey. Each a unique and beautiful life.
...in the eye of the beholder it seems...perception is a funny thing.
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. :)
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.
Wow, the whole kaleidoscope analogy is amazing!!! You are twisted - but in a great way.
"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.
Pure excellence
I've said it before and I'll say it again. Your "imperfect prose" does not live up to its name.
=)
Beautifully done.
Wonderful heart-warming and beautiful writing!
Love how the kaleidoscope is the focal point for the change
excellent mi amigo
Scars, wrinkles, signs of a life well-lived, all individual stories - I love that! Also the idea of the kaleidoscope... Great writing! ☺
Beautiful , dancing in the rain, the many stories and lessons in the scars, that make us really live.
Tender kaleidoscope of thoughts and wounds that are healing in the fresh new morning sun... the imperfections turn to perfection.
Joanny
Naked with scars blazing, that's the challenge of transparency...I like this picture of a soul, of a life.
Really Touching lines.. A good flow of thoughts, I enjoyed the read.. My wishes
now may we all learn to transform just like this...
I love the imagery you use to describe the scars.
A beautifully written poem.
Completely stunning...touching...beautiful.
Really touching, Brian.
I have to join in with everyone else : I too love the idea of smiles tucked inside scars.
Too many raindrops quench a fire.
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.
i can't explain just how much i loved this one ...
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.
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/
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
The words flows so well that I get lost in the meaning never hung up on phrasing. Well done.
it is very touching...very beautiful as you are
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.
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!
beautiful...captures eloquently the common in our experiences!
i loved this. beautiful words.
they are bones of
the kaleidoscope
i have become
That is so gorgeous and so moving.
Our imperfections make us beautiful...
This was tender, Brian.
Wonderful, Brian.
Scars (and wrinkles) tell the story of our lives....
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.
I should spend more time sitting with your poetry. Far more depth there than a casual reading affords. You are gifted, friend.
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
brilliant write, whichever way you twist the kaleidoscope.
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.
That is cool!
you kaleidscope you!
hee, hee, on scars with smiles tucked inside. I'll never tell mine, either. :)
xo
scars and stories... Definately beautiful! Can't wait for the next twist! :)
"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
So? WERE you the reason for the tears?
Good enough, scars and all, and yet we yearn for perfection..
sometimes it's all in the lighting!
Ahhhhhhhhh. :)
bones of a kaleidoscope. Like that!
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.
and as i
twist so will the view
What a great line.
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
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.
oh you...perfect.
Life is a story told in scars, some seen while others remain buried under the skin.
Beautifully written.
this is beautiful brian.
trisha
http://etherealheights.wordpress.com/
Very nice Brian. I really like this one with the idea of the kaleidoscope and the changing view.
LOVE this one...xo
would that we could all feel as beautiful as we deserve.
we will give you all the time you need
Those scars may not all be visible.
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.
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.
Wonderful...as I twist so will the view....just love it ...thank you bkm
and just like you...when you put pen to paper....
breathtaking!
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