Wednesday, March 9, 2011

seed to shining seed

i walk, bare feet, souls to the earth, thirsty grass crinkly beneath, here between winter and spring, peeling peaches in sticky, sweet fingers, undressing tender flesh, pressed to my lips, a small sun, radiant with energy, then suck clean the seed, cleave earth's womb and drive it deep.

i am not naive, pride hollow, enough to believe it will grow just because i laid my hands to it, birds wait in the trees, worms turn and some just die, despite our efforts, because that is what we do, in light of life's menagerie. adorning my head in ash to remember those fallen, unborn, stolen, because it wont weigh me down, i hear them already, watching from perch and dirt, waiting for sleep to overtake, but i keep moving.

its raining, puddles patter, symphonies streak windows, natures modern art festivals where i want to walk, bare feet, mud between toes, eating peaches, resembling suns, we revolve around, planting seeds, souls pressed to the earth, getting sticky.

written for imperfect prose

update on my foot....healing nicely, i over did it a bit yesterday and it made sure i knew it last night. been resting it this morning and will give it another bit of exercise this evening.

97 comments:

Meeko Fabulous said...

Awww, walking around barefoot eating peaches. Reminds me of my childhood. Hope your foot gets better soon(er). :)

Who Is Afraid of Alfred Hitchcock? said...

Hi! Brian...
Nice play on words in the title...What a beautiful poem that sounds as if you are preparing for spring and summer...
...I'am glad to read that you, are on the mend...Unfortunately, I wasn't aware that you injured your foot...I must admit that I did "overhear" something about your injury.
However, I'am so glad to read that your foot is healing too!
Thanks, for sharing...
DeeDee ;-D

CM said...

I long to walk barefoot in the grass.

Nice tribute to Ash Wednesday. Hope your foot continues to heal.

Sue said...

Somehow I missed that you had injured your foot. Hope it's back to full strength soon!

(We all need some mud between our toes.)

=)

Shewriting said...

this is beauty in rare form. the connection to nature, our powerlessness, being humbled. the line, "bare feet, mud b/w toes, eating peaches" made me smile - sweet visual.

Heather said...

ahhh, "symphonies streak windows...barefoot in the grass..." you've got me wanting more spring...this whole piece is earthy...and very cool!

- so sorry about your foot. take care of yourself!! xo

Betsy said...

Here's hoping for a peach tree. :)

Vicki Lane said...

Very nice Ash Wednesday piece.

David Allen Waters said...

nice write my friend...heal well :)

deb colarossi said...

wonderful , Brian.

peace to you in the Lenten season

Mama Zen said...

Beautiful imagery. This feels peaceful.

Daniel said...

Love the meter on this piece. You have indeed captured a bit of sunshine and shared it with all of us. Bravo!

budh.aaah said...

sticky connect barefooting through the soul..twas delicious

It finally registered that you hurt your foot, what can I say am too slow nowadays. heal well and fast buddy.

Mighty M said...

Hope your foot feels better soon - but so glad the injury didn't involve your hands - would make it harder to write!! :)

Shanae Branham said...

What an interesting writing piece. Thank you for the supportive words you left on my blog about my blog.

liv2write2day said...

This is wonderfully earthy and the sensory details just explode. Makes me want to go roll in the grass or something!

Lord Thomas of Wellington said...

Nice; brings back childhood memories of about 60 years ago. Thanks, Brian!
:)

Cloudia said...

Spring is the sticky season!





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Debbie said...

Barefoot walking is the best!

Tracy said...

"getting sticky". love it. take care of the foot, Brian.

rhymetime(aka Pat) said...

Oh your poor foot, did you try soaking it in soot?
Then it at least look different to you, maybe getting you your own cage in the zoo.
Oh that was another good one and I'm not even done.
Enjoy your reads at waystationone, as coming here is such fun.
But now I must go eat or I might hurt my feet.
Oh got you once more, owwwwe don't hit me with the door.
That wasn't nice, damn you did it twice.
I'll get you for that, signed the cat.

gayle said...

Take care of your foot!! Hope it feels better soon!

Carrie Burtt said...

Glad your foot is healing....take it easy now....love the imagery and beauty of life and spring in this piece Brian! :-)

Amy said...

Makes me long for spring!

JennyMac said...

These words created such great imagery. You never disappoint!

Dulce said...

that 'imperfect prose' should give you an award for this... i love walking bare foot through puddles, but not mud...:_)

souls pressed to the earth...ah- i love that, Brian...
now how come- preaches already ?

PS.
FYI I answered back yesterday and TODay to your comment.( just 4 u 2 know)

Hugs and smiles :-)

DJan said...

Glad to hear the foot is better. And that's a fine prose poem. As usual.

Craig and Bethany said...

Brilliant imagery. Sticky, sweet, and pressed.

Old Ollie said...

A cool vision. And all too rare.

Nancy said...

This old gal, formed of dust, likes your pairing of ashes and mud. And I, too, long to walk barefoot.

secret agent woman said...

I have a visceral positive response to ripe peaches, having spent much of my growing up years in Georgia.

ayala said...

Beautiful.......makes me feel like walking barefoot and eating peaches :)

Vodka Mom said...

i walk, bare footed, through this forest of heartbreak. I search for slivers of light, pockets of warmth, to ease my weary bones.

elizabeth said...

word art, as always. :)

blueviolet said...

It's almost time to indulge in all the freshness from local farmers.YUM!

PS. Heard you want a night of passion kit somewhere. A little birdie told me, lol.

tattytiara said...

And yet sometimes we're amazed by what does grow just because we laid our hands on them. My boyfriend stuck some date pits in a pot of soil he had kicking around about a year ago - now he needs a bigger pot!

Smashed up a foot, did you? Heal quickly my friend!

Lolamouse said...

Beautiful piece. Lovely tribute to the whims of Nature and the changing of seasons. Thank you for visiting my blog and for your kind comments.

The Retired One said...

Very passionately written...loved the imagery in this, Brian.
And I am behind..I did not know you hurt your foot, what happened?
Take care!!!

Elaine said...

It's good to bare your soul.
Blessings.
(btw...It is well, with your sole?)

nic said...

lyrical and stunning. i love this fresh take on ash wednesday.

kkrige said...

We are still pretty far from grass in my part of the world. I will have to walk with you in your painted footsteps and believe that Spring shall arrive. Right now, it is still winter boots and coats and snow banks, but rain might change that by the weekend.

Plant a peach for me!

Joybird said...

Mud between your toes,:) One of my favorite memories from my Southern childhood is cavorting in Carolina clay.

Little Ms Blogger said...

I absolutely LOVED this piece!

I could picture every word.

Hope the foot heals soon.

Jodi said...

I like this. It's what we're supposed to be about. Seed planting, isn't it? And even when we don't see it, nothing is wasted.

TALON said...

After reading this I can't wait for summer showers, august's beautiful peaches and bare feet on dewy grass!

Didn't know you hurt your foot, but glad it's feeling better, Brian.

Margaret said...

A lovely way to start lent and spring. beautiful.

imoomie said...

I always plant, hoping with a child like belief it will surely grow!

Hope your up foot is back to normal soon.

ds said...

Souls to the earth...nice--and peaches like suns, could practically taste them. Gorgeous piece of prose poetry.

What did you do to your foot? Hope it heals quickly!

Rachel said...

May your Lenten season be blessed.

PattiKen said...

So how is it that you can make eating a peach and planting the seed so... um, earthy?

Meryl Jaffe said...

Great post. I am getting the hand of the imperfect prose!

Thanks for your visit and kind words to my blog. I look forward to more visits both ways!

All the best,
Meryl Jaffe
http://www.departingthetext.blogspot.com

Magpie said...

Your titles have been so clever of late. Life is sticky work.
Thank you for "adorning my head in ash to remember those fallen, unborn, stolen,"

Kay Irvin said...

The imagery is great. Really nice.

ladyfi said...

So very beautiful! And such a metaphor for life.

Zuzana said...

Sorry to hear about your foot, what happened? I keep missing all these updates.
Loved this for so many reasons as I can relate to everything so strongly as my life keeps playing out in the most unusual and surreal way.
Get better soon and have a great day dear Brian,
xoxo

KB said...

I'm barefoot most of the time. Sometimes I think I'm the only girl in the world who HATES shoes.

Raven said...

This is amazingly vivid. I could feel the mud squooshing between my toes. I loved it!

P.S. I'm happy to hear (read) that your foot is healing. Now I have to go back a post and find out what's wrong with it, I think I missed something.

kenny said...

Oh my goodness, you're astonishing! I read it again, and then again, and only THEN did I realise it was you.

...undressing tender flesh...

you are formidable indeed.

Relished.

slommler said...

Barefoot and peaches! Sigh! Can't walk around barefoot here...too many cactus and such. Ha!
Such nice images you made in my head!
So glad you are doing well with your foot!!
Try not to overdo!!!!
Hugs
SueAnn

Me said...

Really like this one.

First paragraph, the peach a small sun...love this part, especially. Read the whole thing three times...

Take it easy on your self, Brian. Let that foot heal and don't push it, if you can help it. Hope you're back at 100% real soon.
-C

the walking man said...

Mud between the toes sounds peachy about now.

TechnoBabe said...

You make eating a peach an experience. Exquisite experience.

adeeyoyo said...

Owwoww! The change of seasons has begun here too... and this summer hasn't been too severe at all in my area. It is lovely to notice the changes in nature though. I, too, found myself thinking of nature's art - wonderful!

Everyday Goddess said...

it's so good to be moving, and enjoying the feeling of being alive.

Jill from Killeny Glen said...

So sorry about your foot! SPEEDY healing for you.

Trying hard to stay CLEAN is no way to live...getting sticky is true (and oftentimes tough) LIVING. Wonderful piece.

Hmmm, now I am hungry for a delicious, juicy peach!

trisha said...

get well soon. loved the post brian, i too love to walk bare feet, feeling the earth.

AmyLK said...

I love spring time when the farmers plow the fields. So nice to walk through them!

Sorry about your foot! What did you do? You'd better take care of it!

Lorraine said...

I'm happy you feel better, can I have your weather?
Beautiful written

Myrna R. said...

Reading this is like breathing in pure, fresh air. What a lovely scene.

Take care Brian. Let yourself heal.

Samantha Parker said...

sounds like the summers i remember.

glad you're healing nicely.

emily wierenga said...

this has to be one of my favorites of yours. so hard to choose, though. but i love all of the sensory, here... the taste of the peach, the touch of the ground... the symbolism. stunning, brian. (and so glad your foot is healing...)

LauraX said...

loving the sweetness of the images you paint with your words Brian. may your foot heal quickly and completely.

keLi said...

now craving peaches, out of season.

and "souls pressed to earth" ... love the connection of life, death, nature that you make here.

Misty said...

your whole last stanza/paragraph is perfection. we revolve. we eat peaches. there are birds waiting and skies raining.

rhymetime(aka Pat) said...

You're foot must really hurt, or you're away being a flirt.
As you let Captain Dumbass beat you on the comments below, that has to be a low blow.
Natasha made fun of you too, you should go over there and sue.
Gave a good plug and hope your foot is feeling well enough to squash a bug.

Nezzy said...

So glad to hear the foot is healin' take care and don't overdo.

Loved your play on words...now I'm longin' for spring even more!!

God bless and enjoy your day Man!!!

signed...bkm said...

Nice Brian and soon that season will be here...the fruits of our labor and the fields are the sweet juices of life...and rebirth...and well worth sowing....bkm

Kati patrianoceu said...

Amazing description of the seed, the life you are attempting to give :)

I also love the mental image of walking barefoot with mud between toes, eating peaches.

Claudia said...

thanks bri - that's what i needed to hear today...it's not in vain that we sow and plant and work - and even if we know some of it gets lost, it's never really lost..i join you - bare feet in the mud, planting seeds, souls pressed to the earth - yes (have no peaches though...)

Barbara said...

What the heck did you do to your foot, Brian?

And I love the way you wrote about walking barefoot....is that how you injured yourself? I am a big barefoot person and am constantly breaking a toe on something or other!

Those peach pits WILL grow! I insist. :)

chiccoreal said...

Dear Brian: Love the cadence...almost beat. Very nice rhythm! Dreamin' o' the summer too, soon to be again and the fancy free feet and canning peaches and squishy worms!

natalee said...

hope you get better soon......now you made me crave Spring......ps..




(tell your wife you appreciate her because she is probably running around doing double duty ;) (just sayin...lol)

tulpen said...

Cannot wait to run around barefoot again, and a sloppy peach sounds lovely.

heal that foot man.

Shanae Branham said...

Thank you for dropping by and supporting Coreen. I agree with you, she really does rock! Sorry to hear that you trashed a car on ice once. I hope you were not hurt.

only a movie said...

Hope your foot is healing well. Take care.

Dianne said...

sorry about your foot. I love this piece, just the stream of conciousness and reverence for existence that I find when I'm at peace and full of joy, and hints at spring and summer freedoms we miss in winter, seasons return!

Janis@Open My Ears Lord said...

Can picture it totally and I'm there in the mud, squishy toes. Love it and love festivals. Peaches are great, too, in season and tree-ripened.

Thanks for your comment about our son's flight to freedom. We won't fight him by God's grace. It's all about relationship, not control. I'm learning in my old age.

Blessings,
Janis

Steve E said...

I'll call the Blacksmith--time for a ree-shodding, get that hind foot in shape.
...only a matter of weeks before 'Derby' Day.

BTW, you'll never get anywhere writing imperfect prose, Brian. You're too dammmm PERFECT!

Sarath Unnithan said...

adorning my head in ash to remember those fallen ~

very nice!...
must have been written late at night..
that's my time for thoughts that write themselves..

Goofball said...

walking barefoot in grass, that is so awesome in summer, but now....brrr still a bit cold no?

lori said...

This is lovely. "adorning my head in ash to remember those fallen, unborn, stolen, because it won't weigh me down..." - really lovely, and sorry to hear about your foot. Hope it's back to normal soon. Injuries can be frustrating :)

Алиса said...

symphonies streak windows. nice.

Tamara @ Living Palm said...

speaking of "sticky", your words will linger in my mind this week...

Pastor Sharon said...

Incredible story of life, all in one post. beautiful.

Glad to hear your foot is doing better.

Lexi said...

This one filled me. Thank you for sweet sticky imagery...
Shell

Shell Artistree said...

This one filled me. Thank you for sweet sticky imagery...
Shell
*note to self....get off the kids computer when leaving comments;) *

Marla said...

Makes me want to plant a seed.

Glad to hear your foot is on the mend, little bro.