Thursday, July 14, 2011

55- butterflies with broken wings

"smell good in here,
like a hospital"

bleach, to sterilize
but her eyes wide wait
eager for a plate, meager
donated, out-dated
leftover

beef stew
fruit
salad

we sit, i listen around
bites, re-fill her thrice,
she, me, with her story
before a smack lip sigh

"well gotta go, almost time
for the bed line"

Tell a story in 55 words. Give it a try or just read more, go see G-man.

Spent the morning at the soup kitchen down town, making friends.

96 comments:

5thsister said...

You make the most unfortunate of situations beautiful by your word paintings.

Titanium said...

You gave her the ability to fly, if only through your words and the time well spent.

Thanks for bringing it here, for taking us there.

hedgewitch said...

Life is a very simple thing--we spend a lot of time breaking our own wings on the hardness. Liked it much, my friend.

Scott said...

That sterilized smell makes me nervous. "smack lip sigh" nice detail.

Ruthiey said...

It's scary to think how that could so easily be any of us. You captured it, dancing around the edges, yet painting the whole picture.

David Allen Waters said...

I work at a shelter sometimes, the stories are always heart wrenching...

and is it weird i love the smell of bleach, lol

lori said...

the master story-teller strikes again :) Ugh. that last line kind of punches you in the gut. it's a sad reality. i'm sure you brightened her morning...

Heather said...

a day well spent...good for you! the title says it all....sad....but true -

Claudia said...

i wish she could fly again..and just love that you go there

Mighty M said...

I can smell that hospital smell. Hard way for some to have to live, but glad that there is food to eat and shelter to sleep.

Daydreamertoo said...

This made me think right away of the wxpression: 'There but for the grace of God, go I'
So true.
She may not know it but you have given her a voice today, smacking lips together, or not.

Heaven said...

Sad and touching... specially this:
eager for a plate, meager
donated, out-dated
leftover

thanks for sharing this~

And yes, I will post something for G-man too!

snowelf said...

those less fortunate than the rest of us truly do have an innocence all of their own.

--snow

kaykuala said...

It's heart rending most times but certainly most fulfilling.You have your hands full and still time for the unfortunates. Bless you and bless them all!

ayala said...

I wish she could fly again....nice, Brian.

Suz said...

survival

Fred said...

Brian, wonderful thing you're doing helping out. Really enjoyed this piece, however the cynic in me may have interpreted the piece a bit different. I think you make some great observations on lifestyle in here as well, and perhaps are sharing a similar view here. But however intended, it worked for me, and quite brilliantly might I add, thanks

Steve Isaak said...

Good read. =)

Daniel said...

You see what most purposefully turn to avoid. You have taught me much even though most of our relationship has been through blog comments.

liza said...

you're amazing...you write beautiful poetry and volunteer to help the most needed in society. you have a place in heaven, friend.

ed pilolla said...

i like eyes wide wait...

Help! Mama Remote... said...

Brian, I may be way off, but this sounds a bit like my house. Leftovers....bedtime line.

blueviolet said...

Sometimes broken wings can be healed. Sometimes.

oceangirl said...

who are you?

nance marie said...

good

Tara Miller said...

I like your title as well. And sometimes a simple ear to listen is all one needs in the moment to be an encouragement. Listening is showing respect, showing that you care and giving the other person a sense of self worth. I hope she flies again one day....

lynne said...

My favorite time @ work is when I get to volunteer @ our Metropolitan Ministries.. good times..

so enjoyed this write..

lynne said...

My favorite time @ work is when I get to volunteer @ our Metropolitan Ministries.. good times..

so enjoyed this write..

lynne said...

My favorite time @ work is when I get to volunteer @ our Metropolitan Ministries.. good times..

so enjoyed this write..

Monkey Man said...

That sounds like someone making lemonade out of lemons. Nice read.

tracy said...

Nice. God bless you, Brian.

Linda said...

This bitter-sweet story told fully in such few words. You have a unique gift Brian. Thanks for sharing it.

Leslie said...

great to work with those who are struggling gives so much perspective to life as well as gratitude

thanks for the willingness to do that - know those boys are learning

Pat Hatt said...

Few words yet deep meaning
You always take situations and give them a great screening
In your own little way
Just as you did today

G-Man said...

I happen to like hospital food Son.
Loved your 55 as well.
Thanks for your awesome support week after week.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End!!

oceangirl said...

brian, i just posted a post. i want to come along.

Pat said...

Tight and compact, yet tells a whole story. Great!

Helena White said...

I agree with 5thsister...You create Word Paintings...♥

Mama Zen said...

Oh, I could see her! Well done, Brian.

Who Is Afraid Of Miss Lovett? No, Mrs.Lovett... said...

Hi! Brian...
Once again, what a very vivid picture you "paint" in just 55 words you described such a
"heart-breaking" situation that so many people are "living" and "dealing" with in every part Of this world we inhibit today.

I almost don't want to say "Thanks, for sharing," but I have to because it's..."real."
deedee :-(

Me said...

i've read whole books that didn't say as much. Excellent 55, Brian.

Kris said...

I hope that they were not broken on the wheel!

Vodka Mom said...

sigh.




your talent with words is truly inspiring, and amazing.

magiceye said...

this is wow!
so visually evocative

Cloudia said...

you captured the life of the shelter-
and the fellowship there.



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Stranger said...

You have superhuman empathy, sir, and the world is greater for it.

Chocolate Covered Daydreams said...

Sad, yet beautiful, Brian. Thanks for your sweet words. I'm happy, I truly am...but exhausted!

Olivia said...

Life!!!!!
Whenever you become enlightened; let me know. I am stick stuck resolving it.. :)

Many smiles xoxox

Reflections said...

Fabulous reflection! Thanks for spending the morning there.

Jyoti Mishra said...

Loved the way u express your feelings and thoughts !!
First time here, and now I am looking forward to new posts !!

Regards
Random Scribblings !!

Valerie said...

If ever you write a book on phraseology I'll buy it.

Just Be Real said...

Thank you for sharing Brian. Beautifully written.

A Daft Scots Lass said...

amazing what you can visualise from 55 words.

i'm up today too

ladyfi said...

So very touching!

Zeba said...

Ah. So beautifully said. I like. Making friends at soup kitchen. Sigh.

Cad said...

I may steer well clear of a soup plate today...

Maggie May said...

You do write beautifully with insight to so many things.
Maggie X

Nuts in May

WINDOWLAD said...

Hi Brian,

I am probably stranger here... i don't know if you will like my presence here but i just like to read your poetry. This piece reminds me those days i spent in the hospital attending my Grandma who had been confined a few months ago.. definitely, a place she wouldn't want to stay... now grandma was all ok and ready to spread her wings again.. this time wider... thank you for the poem. And good luck!(:

~Kelvin

the walking man said...

Listening without judging is just as important as filling the bowl.

Akelamalu said...

Helping those less fortunate can be so rewarding. :)

CM said...

Sad, but glad there are people like you there to help. I've volunteered at our local shelter and it's very humbling. Makes you think twice about complaining when the dishwasher breaks down or the lawn needs to be mowed.

Sean Vessey said...

Great write Brian. Always a joy to help others. Thank you for sharing.

ayala said...

I am sad that this is the last time that you host OSP. Thank you for all you have done, and thank you for your kind words. I will follow you on this journey.

Lolamouse said...

You are a beautiful soul, Brian. Wherever you go, you make connections with those around you, and that's what makes your writing so powerful. Thank you for a great year!

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Imagine waiting in line for every little thing. Kind of like Soviet Russia back in the day, I imagine.

A compassionate 55, Brian.

Margaret said...

Donated our left-overs... aren't we generous? My daughter was cleaning her room and everything she didn't want (used, broken) she said "I'll give that to the poor people"... quite a reality check...

Is OSP ending or just transferring hats? I added you to my blogs I follow (can't believe you weren't' on there already!) so I will be able to continue to enjoy your talent!

Hope you are having a wonderful summer and thanks for all your OSP effort!

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Nara Malone said...

Why is it some of the most beautiful butterfly minds are found in the soup kitchens? Society's priorities I guess. Loved this 55.

Sue said...

There are many like her, that's for sure. Their resiliency never fails to amaze me.

But I wish it weren't necessary.

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tracy said...

Heading out of town for a couple of weeks. Keep fighting the good fight, Brian!

AmyLK said...

5thsister is right, you can take an situation beautiful with your words.

Laurie Kolp said...

I love this...a tight piece with internal rhyme.

Someone is Special said...

Love your 55 Brian..

Someone is Special

happygirl said...

I used to work at a soup kitchen. All they let me do was wash dishes. :( I did it every week for 3 years. I don't know why they never let me cook? hmmm.

Anthony Desmond said...

aww, very sweet brian.
thats a great thing to do... something I've wanted to do for awhile.

Dulce said...

bleach in a hospital... mixed with food... that's all that remains when the one has to leave... I hated having to leave when my late broter was there..
you...!

Christine said...

Dignity, that's all anyone asks for.

chromapoesy.com said...

she, me, with her story
before a smack lip sigh

"well gotta go, almost time
for the bed line"

Witnessing is often the greatest gift we can give one another. Thank you for the reminder.

Isabel said...

great desciption of your time with her. also the topic is a great reminder to all of us to volunteer and just be grateful.

Quotes,Photos and a little Poetry said...

I really like the title. and your poem rather fits it. Thanks

benjity said...

That's an awesome, quick, compelling, intriguing story! Sometimes I get carried away with my adjective. Love your blog!
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Margie said...

Kind people like you make me happy!
Thanks for sharing your world through your wonderful poetry!
Really liked this one!

Margie :)

hope said...

Times are tough for sure...glad to see nice guys like you still helping out!

Katherine said...

Wonderful words from a wonderful man... "Butterflies with broken wings"... thank the lord their are beautiful people like yourself that are there to tend the broken butterflies. Wonderful people like yourself that care enough to make a difference. :)

Joanna Jenkins said...

You never cease to amaze me.
Wow, jj

secret agent woman said...

Do you know the song "This Old Town," which starts with:
"This old town should've burned down in 1929
That's when we stood in line
Waiting for our soup and
Swallowing our pride."

Lorraine said...

You're the best, you know that!

ScottF said...

touching man... very touching! I was there with you ass I read and re-read that piece.

Syd said...

You are a good man.

Goofball said...

you're such a nice person, making time and giving your love to so many other people..giving attention when most of us walk by absorbed in our own life

you teach me

Steve Piper said...

Profound, and profoundly good.

libithina said...

can just see her with that plate, so moved by your words, you do wonderful things down there Brian. Dad used to go to the League of Welldoers, shared his 80th b/day with everyone, an extended lunch hope they all enjoyed for that short time - cook was an ex navy guy, meal was highlight of many of their days - hugs Lib x x

Susie Clevenger said...

You have shared the pain of hunger in such a beautiful way..she was given sustenance and then was able to use her wings to fly.

Natasha Head said...

Brian...perfect for the prompt...and thank you so much for sharing your mad skills with us this week. You've given us 55 words that force us to consider our entire being...from society to the individual...those that are willing to listen, are priceless...

Chasing Tao said...

Indeed, Brian! Wonderfully descriptive of where many butterflies with broken wings are! Thank you for sharing your composition! Always great to read your words!

Roger ☺

awakenedwords said...

excellent Brian, every bit of it.