Wednesday, November 3, 2010

spirit~journey

crunch...crunch...crunch...booted feet on leaves fallen, stain glass shattered beneath trees barren, reaching heaven. maybe them, maybe me.

there is a bear in the woods, protecting her cubs, the announcer's voice on the radio, driving up, sounded like he needed more coffee.

tristan wrestles his bear there at the end of Legends of the Fall, mine might be here in the trees, waiting for me. i have no knife, but what a match it would be, head pressed into the fur of his chest, close enough for synchronized heart beats. unleashed ferocity, pummeling. eustace torn deep to the boy within the dragon. jacob limping.

i am here to find you among the wild untamed mountain top, sheared clean by wind to white rock. i sit & wait.

birds circle lazily, round, round, round.
a black ant crawls atop my perch, touching my finger, continuing on its way.
no bear, but you are here.
pouring myself out, i spill across the stone, runnels dripping in puddles on the thirsty ground below.

a cold finger slips my collar running down my backbone & i laugh.

the mountain air invigorates me, drying my cheeks.

i shiver as you hold me, until it is

time to go, but
i look back as i walk away,
thank you.

crunch...crunch...crunch...

imperfect prose

77 comments:

Just Be Real said...

What a blessing you are with your words Brian. Thank you.

drybottomgirl said...

Incredible imagery. From wet cheeks, to dry, tears to laughter...you cover what most of experience. Beautiful......

blueviolet said...

I love nature, but I shall leave those adventures to you.

gnarlyoak said...

This is an incredible prose. If you think it is imperfect, I think you should keep refining it and maybe work it into a more formed poem! Great imagery.

JStar said...

:) Nice visons here...

Thats my movie :) My daughters and I love some Tristen

Myrna R. said...

This was grand. I was in the woods with you, a little afraid of the bear but crunching the leaves under my boots. Your creativity is endless. For some reason this resonates with me. Guess I would love to visit the woods, bear and all.

Mighty M said...

Perfectly imperfect. :)

Steven Anthony said...

thanx for taking me along on the adventure. awesome as always friend

Candie Bracci said...

This post is so beautiful!And I forgot about that damned movie,I was so in love with Tristan when I was a teenager..can you believe it?Yeah,sure you do :P

Melissa Campbell said...

Sometimes the bear is within. :) Wow, I so love the way you write. Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful. And perfect just as it is.

annell said...

Wonderful and powerful write Thank you

Kat_RN said...

I like, again. Your post makes me think of our last trip up to the Blue Ridge. I think I get it.
Kat

She Writes said...

Narnia and Jacob. Is it me, or is there also a bit of Elijah here? Loved it.

Claudia said...

got tears in my eyes...brian i loved it...i shiver as you hold me, until it is...this is beyond powerful..and now i need someone to dry my cheeks as well..

Beedeebabee said...

I love the woods, crunchy leaves and bears ... as long as they're not too close. =o) This was really nice! Paulette

Who Is Afraid of Alfred Hitchcock? said...

Hi! Brian...
What a very imaginative Spirited-Journey that you have taken your readers, on...through your words.
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D

Monkey Man said...

Solitude and the beauty of nature win out again over the bear creeping upon our mind. Great word play, B.

Tom said...

nice back to nature stuff.
but legends of the fall...ack what a longwinded pile of drivel

Heather said...

tears, laughter, atumn, nature, the bear... all wrapped up in this adventure. I like it...!

otin said...

Am I the only stupid one who doesn't know what It means?? :)

Daniel said...

There is an allusion entwined here that I have not understood. A bit of name dropping has me lost. Do tell.

Shadow said...

now this was a perfectly peaceful moment...

Rajlakshmi said...

loved the way you have written it ... wonderful imagery ...

TALON said...

Poetic prose. It took me outside of myself. I like when writing does that. Thank you.

Boom Boom Larew said...

Nothing like a brisk walk up a mountain!

Me said...

I find that this has a different feel from your usual style...I love the new direction. :)
-C

secret agent woman said...

I often find myself whispering a thank you to the natural world.

life or something like it said...

My husband loves this post. This captures his heart.
And I love it too :) Thanks for sharing your shiver

Nezzy said...

Oh how I adore your play with the words...a perfect adventurous prose for the season.

God bless ya and have an awesome day!!! :o)

LauraX said...

Beautiful Brian! You are such a gifted writer...your soul is so accessible through your words. I am truly looking forward to your post on my blog!!!

Jen said...

I love that movie! How did I forget about the bear? He was an important character.

Laura said...

Beautiful, Brian.

Sophia said...

What imagery...what emotion...yet weaved throughout both are some peace, thankfulness, inner smiles/warmth....because yes, even though it was cold there....you were...not...alone...

-t- said...

i hear the echo of our Lord in Jeremiah (again and again)

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the LORD...

and in Kings

The LORD said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.” Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.

an encounter with Him...
sometimes we are as jacob, limping from the wrestling. and sometimes we hear His whisper, feel His presence and crunch...crunch...crunch away in our gratitude

:)

Jill said...

Sweet moments of clarity...

OJ Gonzalez-Cazares said...

I can feel his inner peace - after a direct encounter with something grand like nature, a vulnerable heart, crying the burdens out, to feel the touch of an angel at the end...lovely!!

kkrige said...

hugs

KB said...

I always sound like I need more coffee, hehe! Wonderful, Brian.

Jodi said...

stain glass shattered beneath trees barren. loved this.

Lori said...

There is something I love about the sound of leaves crunching beneathe my feet mixed with the cool autumn air. I too, forgot about this movie. Good words Brian.

She said...

sounds like a nice little retreat, if even for a moment...

joanny said...

Brian

Love this poem nothing "imperfect prose" about it,love the line "runnels dripping in puddles on the thirsty ground below."

funny how we both had "spirit" in mind when writing our poems...

cheers,
joanny

Bernie said...

The crispness of Fall, spending time with Nature....ahhhh so very beautiful.....:-)Hugs

Zuzana said...

Nothing imperfect about this one, dear Brian.;)
We all fight bears, at one point or another.;) Glad that you found something much better in those woods though.;)
Have a great day dear friend,
xoxo

adeeyoyo said...

It is wonderful to commune with nature... it does refresh the soul. Tristan and Jacob? Maybe I should read Legends of the Fall.

sheila said...

OOooo, that's pretty! Very easy to put myself in that setting. Nicely done.

Valerie said...

Wonderful imagery, Brian.

Deidra said...

"Jacob limping."
Yes, indeed.

Lorraine said...

Bears wouldn't eat you, they know a good soul when they meet one, but it's ok if you run...it's understood

beautiful verses and story, always

Nessa said...

Yes. That's why you go to the mountain top.

Vicki Lane said...

Happy to see you're a Narnia fan! That was such a good image.

Wonderful piece!

Anonymous said...

this poem was perfect brian. i could feel the atmosphere- the suspense.

trisha
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Bridgette said...

Oh, how I have missed your stories! I am baaack!!!! :)

Tracy said...

Wonderful, Brian. Did you find it or did it find you?

Lisa notes... said...

"eustace torn deep to the boy within the dragon."

I love all your metaphors here. I'm currently reading "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" so this one stuck out to me. You're such a gifted artist.

David N. said...

The return to nature is always poignant for me. Thank you.

Pat said...

the crunch of the leaves, the smell of the mountain air, the cool finger under my collar....just gave me the shivers!

Life with Kaishon said...

Your writing is truly astounding. Truly.

Dianne said...

Ahh you pulled me away there to the chapel in the mountains.

stain glass shattered beneath trees barren, reaching heaven. maybe them, maybe me.

grinning off to work!
Di

ladyfi said...

What an adventure that would be!

Jessie said...

the images, the sounds, lost in the moment...

warm smiles,

emily wierenga said...

he often meets me in the mountains too, friend. i need to go there more often. i miss him. beautiful post... his presence lives here in your words.

Jannie Funster said...

A-Mazing!

Well, at least the bear will hopefully not be too hungry at this time of year?

Just an awesome poem, Brian, that part about the runnels, and such.

You rock!!

xo

Fragrant Liar said...

Fun and lovely. You always capture my imagination, Brian.

Kate Hanley said...

Very nice. My favorite of the past three (it takes me a while to catch up) is the Missing Persons one. I really like that one. Also, your son's poem is GREAT - apple does not fall far indeed.

Captain Dumbass said...

"Stain glass shattered beneath trees barren." Nice.

Magpie said...

Hated it...left me hanging...too short...didn't like the characters...just kidding. You need to hear something different once in awhile, don't ya think? It was wonderful just like always. :)
I, also, loved the imagery of the "stained glass". Beautiful.

Bethany Ann said...

oh, eustace! i will need to read him again, soon, and then to my boys. i think the reading will be much sweeter, what with the years that've passed and learning from prose like yours.

Janis@Open My Ears Lord said...

Amazing the weaving of metaphors that you have done, Brian. Jacob limping-we are only strong in His strength. I liked -t-'s comment about "when you seek Him, you will find Him."
You are a gifted writer.

Blessings,
Janis

Amy in Peru said...

yes. eustace and jacob. a painful yes.

amy in peru

J said...

Close enough for synchronized heart beats. Um, no thank you. But, my, the image it conjures up! Thank you for your expressive nature words. I do so love the outdoors. Blessings!

Caty said...

Nature is a great place to just be...and wait. the imagery, using legends of the fall...all great :)

Tina said...

This resonated with me. Been feeling quite a bit of this myself. Great references you chose with Eustace and Jacob. Being refined is such a painful, but necessary process. From one traveler of the journey to another, here's to the ride. Though tough and painful, certainly never boring :-)

Goofball said...

I wouldn't want to walk into a bear!

Syd said...

I haven't seen a bear in the wild. I am sure that mountain top near you has them.

Marla said...

Boys and their bears. Some things never change, do they?

Birdie said...

you paint with all the colors of the wind Brian! just got back and I started to read this post first as the title attracted me ... and was I right to start with this post! it just totally resonates with me ... Legends of the fall is one of my favorite movies ... I'm so happy to be able to read your wonderful writings Brian!