Monday, April 18, 2011

fireflies in our eyes

we gather, young and old,
at a roadside park, to play in the dirt
amid the Sunday evening
laughter like we once
did as kids

a ball, some bases, friends,
and some just yet to be met & made, all
answering the siren song of spring & the smell
of hot dogs on the grill,

we play kick ball
so fierce, we miss tagging
the young ones & cheer louder
based on the amount of white
in your hair, until the sun goes down or
we're tired & wander
on home &

tomorrow no
one will remember the score
to the game, or who missed
a catch or even who
was the hero, if there was
just one,

& we may be a little tight
in the leg from using muscles
we haven't in a while
but we'll smile
cause we played
like we once did as kids

and look forward to doing
it again.

This is my ticket on the poetry bus  this week.

89 comments:

LadyCat said...

The boys of spring out for a game...sounds fun. You captured it well.

Ocean Girl said...

Didn't they say an hour of playing is worth more than a lifetime of conversation, or something like that ;)

slommler said...

"Like we once did"....ahhhh is good to reminisce!! The thrill of the game and the therapy of the fellowship!! 'Tis good to let go and just play!!
Loved this! Brings forth happy memories for sure!
Hugs
SueAnn

Ami Mattison said...

Sweet! Took me back to those days when kickball was a favorite past time. I love the title! You've managed to capture the good feelings of communal play. This leaves me smiling!

Heather said...

Great way to spend a spring day- kick ball was my favorite game growing up. i like the feeling this conjures. thanks! xo

Valerie said...

Happy days! Nice piece, Brian.

G-Man said...

Kick The Can
'500'
Basketball
Football
The quiet of the dusk being broken by your Mom calling your name from the front porch?
Nice job Son.....

Bonnie said...

...the special times... evocative Brian.

ayala said...

Love, love, love this! Great, Brian.

Birdie said...

I 'feel' the excitement and it's contagious :-) what a fun way to let yourself to feel like a child again ... sending love.

Gaston Studio said...

Awwww Brian, you've done it again, spreading the prized memories with elegantly chosen and written words.

Cathleen said...

wonderful piece ~ lovely visit to forgotten memories

Kate Hanley said...

My kids just discovered kickball which was my favorite game growing up. I think it's awesome when the generations play together. Nice piece.

TechnoBabe said...

So funny, I have been thinking of playing kick ball for a couple weeks and yesterday was thinking I want to talk to hubby about us getting a large ball so we can play kick ball in our large back yard. I used to play with my grand kids and liked the energy.

A gathering in the park is a wonderful way to be with friends and friends to be.

Spot on about not remembering the score, just the fun and to heck with the sore muscles.

Brian Miller said...

smiles. we had fun with it last night...actually it felt really good to play...it had been far too long...and we actually only knew one family but there were about 20 there...that get this, all met through facebook...ha.

annell said...

A pocket full of memories. Very sweet, we are all just fire flies in the big picture,

Colleen said...

I love the sense of twilight (time of evening not the vampire books...so sad that has to be explained these days:) anyway, I love the sense of twilight nostalgia.

Very nicely captured Brian.

Stacy Uncorked said...

That was absolutely beautiful, Brian! :)

A Daft Scots Lass said...

Stunningly written as usual.

DJan said...

Feels like summertime when I read this. Lovely and well written, as usual, Brian.

Mama Zen said...

Absolutely!

Liza Ursu said...

ntil the sun goes down.
yep, and we walked EVERYWHERE, no matter what the distance.
I've given up parts of that now, but playing, never!
this made me smile, thanks!

happygirl said...

My husband's office still has mandatory kick ball games in the early summer. Esprit de corps!! Gotta have it.

Selina Kingston said...

We live near a park and I love how, at this time of year especially, as people venture out again to enjoy the longer evenings, we can start a game of rounders or football or frisbee and loads of people just join in, including strangers. I love that.
Thanks for writing a poem that captures that so well x

Laura said...

How I love this! My youngest has recently discovered badminton and no one but mom is willing. I am having the best time. You captured it well here.

Barbara said...

Oh yes. I remember those lazy days of summer too.
Nice that you could spend a day like that. Those aching muscles remind us of our age! :)

Suz said...

I love the ordinary
extraordinary
captured in a poem
I sit back in my chair
and sigh "yes"

PattiKen said...

The sirens of childhood always sing loudest at dusk at the end of a beautiful day. Mine yearn to play hide and seek in the deepening shadows.

Daniel said...

I look forward to doing it again ... just give me a couple of weeks to heal up! (smiles)

Lori said...

We live across from a ball field so we get to see this quite often...and we have the conveinence of partaking in this fun ourselves. I love listening to the laughter and cheering whether it's a kickball game or a ball game...such fun.

I sure have missed visiting you here...I hope all is well with you and yours. Happy Monday.

Pat Hatt said...

Yes so much fun to just play
Although I must say
My muscles don't ache just yet
Maybe in another 10 years I'll start to fret
Always good to just let go
And have some fun don't you know

Eva Gallant said...

Oh, I loved this! I think it's my favorite of all your poems.

repressedsoul said...

Sounds like something you can do with your boys Brian! I'm always saying "when I was young" lol you'd think me much older than 33 lmao, roll on 66 eh?

Little Ms Blogger said...

Very true. Although, I'd substitute "kick the can" with baseball. God, I loved that game because it was all about summertime.

trisha said...

thats life!

you captured the spirit perfectly brian. lovely.

TALON said...

Sounds like perfection!

Lorraine said...

such a beautiful spring day you shared, it's amazing Brian

Alan Burnett said...

Oh I remember the feeling from playing football on the lawn with the Lad when he was young. And then he had his fourth birthday and I could keep up with him no more. But I still recall the ache of muscles I had forgotten I had.

Raven said...

It's so fun to let go and play like we did as kids. :D

David Allen Waters said...

good times, great memories

NanU said...

oh, I love this one! You've captured those evenings perfectly.

drybottomgirl said...

I can close my eyes and envision it all! Thank you for this sweet memory of spring, and hotdogs, and kick ball. We have two snow storms coming this week so I may be back to read this again and again for hope.....

OtienoHongo said...

Brought some nostalgia ...we might be worlds apart but the experiences are almost the same!

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

beautiful!

ladyfi said...

Oh, I do love the spring and the play it brings... Lovely writing!

Tara Miller said...

I had a great time yesterday evening playing kickball for the first time since probably high school! The kids absolutely loved it too and are still talking about it this morning. We definitely need to do this lots more this summer ;)

I liked reading our family evening fun in your words love....

Sue said...

I need to show this one to my husband. It's us all over.

=)

AmyLK said...

Those were the days!

Helen said...

White in my hair, yes. Able to field a ball, yes. Still love to play, yes!

Lolamouse said...

I can smell the hot dogs on the grill and taste the lemonade! Great one!

Claudia said...

oh nice - makes me think of all kind of games we played as kids - and makes me wanna play some of them again- we used to play rollhockey on the streets in front of the garages (very loud...) LOVED this..

Elaine said...

The young boy in you comes out very strongly in this piece Brian!

Pat said...

This left me with a great feeling in my heart and a smile on my face! I enjoyed it!

Peter Goulding said...

Certainly rings a bell. I love playing football with the kids but oh, my muscles the next day. Siren songs of Spring....

Patricia Caspers said...

I have a few sore muscles myself from the apple trail hike. Your poem makes me nostalgic for family reunions.

Bev said...

i so love this brian...we forget how to play. having grandsons has brought more play into my life again!

Corinna said...

Kickball Rules!

Goofball said...

it reminds me of my childhood games, in the evening, in the dirt until the sun set. I got to stay up longer and hang out with the older kids .


Those were the best nights. Your poem makes me so nostalgic for those magic nights in the sunset and in the dirt

izzy said...

Well yes ! playful and fun even if sore-
great job. HONK HONK - you'll be runnin' for the bus!

Boom Boom Larew said...

Now, THIS is what life should be all about. The joy of play! It's in all of us if we can just look deep enough.

Tracy said...

Thinking about age lately, Brian? This is great. It reminds me of when I was still young enough to get out and play softball. Nowadays if I break something it might just stay broken! LOL

hedgewitch said...

I love playing games, but this poem played none, just a solid simple narrative of what makes life worth living.

Travel & Dive Girl said...

Ahhh, thoughts of simple times. I love the title too...it in itself brings back memories.

Arts web show said...

Ah memories, you just cant beat the fun ones as a child. great poem Brian

Pauline said...

a perfect capture in words

secret agent woman said...

We never really leave our youth too far behind as long as we can play.

Vicki Lane said...

Idyllic!

The Retired One said...

Such a perfect capture of the description of what you did...I can smell the spring dirt and hear the giggles! Wonderful, Brian!

sage said...

Beautiful poem, so tranquil, but I really like the title!

Magpie said...

Love these moments shared by friends - old and new alike. It always reminds me of that episode of "Twilight Zone" called "Kick the Can".

CM said...

Oh how fun! I wish our neighborhood was like that.

nance marie said...

my favorite

Betsy said...

A facebook 'let's finally meet in person' outing! How very fun!

I do the same thing once in a while with tag football. Oh my...so fun but the next day...whoa.

emily wierenga said...

all
answering the siren song of spring

yes. this is perfect. this is what i hear in my soul.

tera said...

I remember playing like that when I was a kid (I'd break something now!)
It's too bad so many kids don't know this kind of fun, when it's all about PSPs and Wiis and so on.
Lovely. Smells like summer :)

Maggie said...

Nothing beats a good gathering with family and friends @ the park.

Who Is Afraid of Alfred Hitchcock? said...

Hi! Brian...
I guess these seven words sums up your poem for me "all
answering the siren song of spring..."

It seems as if you, and your family, experienced a nice day out and about on a nice spring day!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-)

LauraX said...

so much joy in being present to now and reminiscing all at once. Beautifully written Brian, as always.

Natasha said...

Fantastic adventures await on the edges of our memory streams! You took me back with this one Brian...so wish I could go back to when summer meant so much more than air conditioning :) Loved it much...appears I've some catching up to do! Way to write, Poet..

Friko said...

Ah, memories and the joys of recapturing them.

the walking man said...

And a well paid fare it was.

Belinda said...

Oh yes. I had fireflies in my eyes just yesterday as I played with my little boy. Can't wait to do it again!

lorely said...

I think there have been quite a fewwww times I have had my ass handed to me...I finally think I learned. Good write!

lori said...

oh, it is so much fun to play, and it's easy to forget to. thanks for the reminder! :)

Sheila Moore said...

awesome (not the sore muscles the next day) but everything else...awesome

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

A charming verse.

Pastor Sharon said...

This one reminds me of family gatherings in Alabama. Thanks for the memories. There are countless times we did this and included a "dinner on the ground" spread under a big oak tree.

Joybird said...

kickball, I wanna play.

Lucy Westenra said...

Your ticket as well earned as usual.