Tuesday, April 20, 2010

i, romulus

we wrote songs,
one, while reclining
in the graveyard,
in green magic marker
on a large torn
piece of paper,
with only the stars
lending light
to guide us,

(eccentric, i know,
but those were the days.)

about a man,
homeless and destitute,
who falls in love
with a prostitute
and wishes she would
just notice him.

maybe we felt
far from home
or that we did not
have what it took.
maybe we were
in the song
somewhere.

this was before
i met you
and realised
i don't have to
deserve it to
receive love.

but i still try.

romulus was the name of the band i was in (with this guy) when we were in high school, that never made it too far out of my basement. i like to think we were figuring out how to pull the splinters of love out of our hearts with tweezers. or maybe...

98 comments:

Meeko Fabulous said...

In a graveyard? Creepy! LoL We went into a graveyard one night after a few drinks . . . Creepy to say the least.

Cloudia said...

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secret agent woman said...

I have always loved graveyards - so many hidden stories there.

JStar said...

:) I had a group called Obession LMAO...and the funniest part is...that I couldnt sing LMAO...But I did write songs back then...I wish I still had that song I wrote called "Chain Reaction" I would love to read it and see how cheesy it was ha ha

Titanium said...

You found the best realization of all- accepting love is often harder than giving it.

subu.ps said...

lots and lots of beautiful poems. from where do u get the idea?

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Cop Mama said...

The wonder and innocence of youth. The first paragragh...writing songs with magic marker under moonlight...I want to be that young and carefree again!

evalinn said...

Nice!

Jingle said...

about a man,
homeless and destitute,
who falls in love
with a prostitute
and wishes she would
just notice him.

this mention is very classical in movies or novels, I watched some of the movies who has such theme...

smooth fall of the writing,
hope that you receive what you deserve but you may not realize or know you deserve!

Best!

Little Ms Blogger said...

Okay, graveyards remind me of college. End of comment.

Love the name of your band.

Goofball said...

I really wonder what you've not done in your life yet

Eva Gallant said...

Such a romantic; you fully deserve all the love that you get.

buffalodick said...

My wife loves me, and I still don't know why...

sheri... said...

when will it ever end, brian? you completely fascinate me with your golden words, spun craftily and with skill and clarity...who amongst us could resist the love you speak about??
sir, my hat is off to you :)

Maggie said...

Nooo graveyards for me! lol

mo.stoneskin said...

I love the eccentric line. Eccentric days of the past always are "the days" to look back on!

Tom said...

of course this prompted me to explore the name Romulus, and via wikepedia i have become educated...interesting stuff; some i knew, some i didn't.

Mighty M said...

I like the name of your band. It makes me think of Star Trek. Which makes me think of red shirts. Which makes me think of your last post.... :)

Wings said...

Quite a peek into your past!

william said...

yes a glimpse into your past, cool, this was brilliant :)

Magpie said...

We all get our inspiration in different places and in different ways...but a graveyard does seem like a "gothic" place to inspire a love song. Did you keep the words to the song about the prostitute and destitute?

Bridgette said...

In a graveyard? Seriously? Thats too creepy for me! :)

Cabo said...

"Hot Sex, Flavored for your oatmeal..." Grammy worthy lyrics if you ask me... ;)

CherylK said...

That's an excellent poem - one of my favorites, so far! I can just imagine the whole scenario.

Captain Dumbass said...

Romulus as in the co-founder of Rome or as in the home world of the Romulans? Cause that's important.

Brian Miller said...

it actually was based ont eh founder of Rome...funny i was just coming to say that after Tom's comment...

Brian Miller said...

long time readers may remember i grew up with a graveyard litterally in the back yard...well maybe down the hill about 100 yards...complete with open empty graves too...yeah, hide and seek was always fun at my house...and that boy that fell in one and could not get out...i still think about him...

natalee said...

lol!! I used to hang out in grave yards too.. my best friends and I would lay on tombs and smoke cigarettes..lol....

lakeviewer said...

Ohhhhh! Romulus was the other brother too, probably inherently wanting more attention than his twin. WE don't admit a lot of our emotions. Glad to know you and your friend in the band face up to what was eating you two.

TechnoBabe said...

The house we live in and have been renting the past two years is behind a cemetery. Can't find a more quiet area than by a cemetery except when the military gun salute goes off. I like in your writing today that you tell you know you are loved just because of you. The name of the band is pretty cool too.

Luisa Doraz said...

Rock on! :)

LadyCat said...

The green magic marker was cool : )

Tracy said...

Oh, you were in a band? My, but you are an interesting one! We bought a house last year with a cemetery on the other side of the back wall. It's very peaceful and quiet. I'm learning more about you all the time. :-)

deb said...

Graveyards are intriguing really.
That's a cool image.

and that you found real love. Very . cool.

CottageGirl said...

I loved your poem, but in your explanation, you blew my away with "we were figuring out how to pull the splinters of love out of our hearts with tweezers."

WOW!

THE BEATY said...

nice my band is probably gonna end up the same way...

Jingle said...

I love going to concerts, both band and orchestra concerts are cool.
I am thrilled that your band experience inspires you and fine tuned your logic about love in life.

Way to go,
Keep Rolling!

blueviolet said...

I'd be writing freakish lyrics from a graveyard. That's dangerous territory in there.

Green-Eyed Momster said...

You were in a band? I didn't click on the "this guy" link just in case I knew him at one time...
You never cease to amaze me.

Maha said...

you just surprise me everyday! What instrument were you playing?

Christina said...

Pictures! Pictures! I want to see pictures of the basement band!! I'm digging the name.

Beautiful piece Brian. So easy to visualize.

Jen said...

Stop asking why and just accept it. Of course you deserve it.

Hilary said...

I quite like graveyards. And of course your way with words.

TALON said...

I love that you're still friends with someone from high school. And I love that you wrote songs with magic marker -- permanent as opposed to the transitory nature of pencils. Ah, the angst of teenagers...and the beauty of being able to look back and reconnect with those parts that make up the sum of who we are this minute.

I find graveyards peaceful.

Pat said...

I guess wherever the inspiration hits you! Good imagery! "I like to think we were figuring out how to pull the splinters of love out of our hearts with tweezers." Where the heck do you come up with this stuff? Amazing!

AngelMay said...

"destitute" and "prostitute" in close proximity. A natural. Way cool.

Ronda Laveen said...

Are there basement band pictures lurking around in some shoe box somewhere. Great post and thanks for the point to Cabo.

järnebrand said...

Romulus... yeah, I have heard of them before... :) Someone asked for pictures... I do too... Pictures would be nice. :) /Jo.

Matty said...

There are so many songs about anything and everything, that one like this isn't far fetched at all.

Zuzana said...

Great name for a band.;)
And a great recollection of emotions and moments captured in time. And in your writing.;)
xo

Jingle said...

Enjoy A Very Merry Wednesday!
Your words engage,
You are the major role on stage.
Cheers!
;)

otin said...

I used to write songs. It led my mother to question my sanity! LOL

California Girl said...

oooh nice.

you should hop over to Art Spark Theater and write a story to go with the big yellow bird creation she posted several days ago.

sheila said...

This brings back memories...not of being in a band, but of sitting and writing as a teen. Ah the torment that I just do not remember anymore,, lol.

btw, no you didn't miss my birthday, I never mentioned it until my post today. you are not nuts. :o) lol.

Daniel said...

Sounds typically Brian. Sitting in a grave yard creating life. Nice juxtaposition.

Vicki Lane said...

Wonderful poem, Brian! And what a great image in your comment -figuring out how to pull the splinters of love out of your hearts!

suryagni said...

so very true, even undeserving people receive true love. it happens so often.

in your case i know you are being humble.

the romanticism of youth is always sweet and stays forever in heart.

:) just loved it.

AmyLK said...

I like the stories from your youth! SO cool!

Lorraine said...

Yes a poet, a musician, a writer, a philosopher, and historian, an angel, you are a lot :)

JennyMac said...

all of this talent AND you are a former teen rock star?

the walking man said...

At the very least the words have come out of the basement.

Mrsupole said...

Seems to me that you spent a lot of time in that graveyard. But that is pretty cool for you all to be so brave and do that.

Sometimes the hardest thing about true love is to learn that you do not have to earn it or deserve it, that true love is something to be freely given and cannot be bought. You both are very blessed to have found your true love. Many people search their whole life and never find it.

God bless.

Kim A. said...

I would have been a groupie!

♥namaste♥

Gucci Mama said...

Fabulous!

Jessie said...

"maybe we were in the song somewhere..."
for me, this is the essence of poetry, of writing...

brilliant and beautiful.

p.s. i hope to post something soon. thank you for asking. :-)

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

LOVE THIS ONE TOO!

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

I still try too!

LadyFi said...

Grave music? Dead cool... (smile)

Mama Zen said...

You're kidding! I've done the writing songs in the graveyard thing, too!

petemarshall1 said...

another great poem... loved graveyards as a kid. Matthew Hopkins is buried in one near where i live!!!! boy did we love to venture there for a scary story or two!!!! hey and that was with the boys from my band...cheers Pete

Kathy's Klothesline said...

knew you were a music man.....

sakhii•• said...

nice....specially d last part...!!

Robin said...

We used to party in the local graveyard....and play really loud music...your poem is awesome..your talent ..endless.!

Susan said...

Graveyard... how Goth! nice piece!

Ocean Girl said...

I continue to be amazed by your "past" life:)

Kaylen said...

Interesting that you happen to have a green magic marker while walking through a graveyard...that's a little suspicious. :)

Brian Miller said...

nothing nefarious in mind kaylen, we went there to write songs so we took it with us. smiles.

Jingle said...

http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/04/16/you-are-perfect-poet-at-week-14-award-announcement/

I placed your link in,
the perfect poet award reminder,
thank you for the unique contribution!
Happy Wednesday!

Your poem is fun to read.
;)

megzone said...

aaww...thats a sweet poem..
but in the graveyard brian??
o_O

ah bliss were those golden days...
if only we cud relive them again :(

Blue Bunny said...

oh, how do i loves this pome? i cood nevir kount the ways.

it maeks me feel, and feel and feel.

yoo is sutch a good pome riter!! i liek the line about the green markir on torn papir best. i jist do.

xoxo

oh, sorry, maybee you dont know me. i am my jannie's bloging maniger. nise to meets you!

me

blue bunny

Leslie said...

I will never be ahead of you on Jingle - lol

doubtfulpoet said...

This has a good feeling of song lyrics about it. I love graveyards. Love giving myself the peace that only the dead have. Morbid much? Probably :)

Six Feet Under Blog said...

I hate graveyards!

Grand Pooba said...

Met who?

Valerie said...

I like graveyards, but I never want to be in one! Can we hear more about the band?

Baino said...

I guess in this day and age, we'd call you 'emo'and you'd be wearing skinny jeans and eye makeup!

Anonymous said...

I don't have to deserve it to receive love." Very well put together. This piece doe shave a human heart!

Viny

Ana Goncalves said...

That's very beautiful.
You certaintly have a way with words and expression in story.
Thank you for such an insight, and also for dropping by my blog.
Happy week.

suzicate said...

That brought me back to my cousin and I writing together her house, my house, school bus, and yes the family cemetery..on paper, napkins, envelopes, paper bags...teenagers when we have something to say we find a way!!!!! Loved this!

SandyCarlson said...

I remember those kind of days. I had my graveyard moments, too. Always, they ended with bad poetry.

Unknown Mami said...

I don't know, I believe that if you are loved, it is because you are lovable.

Realliveman said...

How can anyone have such consistant writing talant???

Peter Stone said...

Having a passion for Ancient history, the title caught my attention. Loved the imagery of writing on a torn piece of paper by starlight. And the conclusion left me speechless:
i don't have to
deserve it to
receive love.
but i still try.

tori said...

I still have to remind myself that I don't have to deserve love to recieve it...great post Brian :)

Marla said...

this was before
i met you
and realised
i don't have to
deserve it to
receive love.


I LOVE THIS!!!!

JML said...

What kind of band was it? I was only ever in marching band :( NOT kidding. Anyways, green magic marker under starlight. . . . feels like zombies or something gruesome!!

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