Thursday, August 2, 2012

Awake in our sleep & Book 'em

Louisville, KY

Awake in our sleep

keep dreams close, mine are
drawn in chalk on sidewalks
bisecting the city of you
into boroughs & bus routes

drawn in chalk, on the side(i)walk
continents shift with self discovery
 in you, burrows us routes
& leaves a map for you to follow me

(un)content to drift, be selfish over me
plant your flag & carve boundaries
 leave a map, let we follow me
 & the sun shiver in our heat

planting flags, carving boundaries
into top down Cadillacs to cruise the
sun, shivering in our heat---
& rain, when it comes, runs colors to blend

anew, in dreams to keep...

over @ dVerse today, Sam has us writing pantoums...which mine vaguely resembles---i had a little fun inside the sand box with my word play today. smiles.

and for my friend g-man, a 55 word story...


Book 'em

Passing the Amazon.com warehouse in Huntington
alight in the pitch, before dawn,
    a spiritual awakening,
    all the books, locked in rows marching
    toward unleashment on unsuspecting masses

ideas, set to crawl into ears & fire neurons
in intentional acts of arson
    their comrades chanting

             'burn baby, burn'

me answering,

            'light the night-
                        lead us home'

90 comments:

Mary said...

One

Mary said...

Ah, I like the idea of keeping dreams close; but if they are drawn on the sidewalk they can easily be washed away by the rain; but that's all right perhaps as one can just follow the rivulets of color, and they will lead you to the right place! Enjoyed this, Brian.

Susan said...

On the side I walk!!! Body art.

'light the night-
lead us home'

A very interesting pairing of paths marked and unmarked with knowledge lying in wait.

Brilliant!

She Writes said...

I love the first one, all metaphor. Really Lovely, Brian.

The second one, more playful, but also very good. The mood between the two are very different for the reader, thus I can't choose a favorite. ;)

Your stuff gets richer and richer. You are a prolific writer and it doesn't seem to drain or ebb. I'm jealous, I believe! Hah! :)

AmyLK said...

Love both offerings today!

Claudia said...

love the drawing dreams in chalk on sidewalks and sometimes they get even better when it rains a bit and they develop and blend in unexpected ways..also the leaving a map i like much..sometimes the other needs a bit of practice to read it properly..smiles.. second poem is cool as well..ah..if books could really talk, if they wouldn't just stand in rows on shelves...but even if they stand motionless..they're so powerful once we start to read..

Daydreamertoo said...

Yes, we have written about some form of dreams, haven't we. Must be a 'thing' doing the rounds which is contagious to poets...lol
Loved both of these, yes, we have to always move towards our dreams.
Loved the 55 too... 'light the night, lead us home'...Nice!!

Laurie Kolp said...

Love them both, but especially can relate to a spiritual awakening in seeing all those books!

Unknown Mami said...

I really like on the side(i)walk.

kaykuala said...

Dreams all to yourself, only you to see but drawn on the sidewalk? Then it's to be seen and shared. Washed by the rain is the risk to take though!

Hank

Myrna R. said...

The first one so good, with ideas of how we imprint ourselves on our lovers, we make maps for us to follow through life.

The second makes me think of how when as a child I was shocked to discover milk came from cows not cartons.

And I guess I never really thought of that huge book warehouse. Maybe I thought books came from cyber space not a real store where people have to package and process them. Go figure.

Hope you're having a good day Brian.

Magpie said...

The first is very sultry.
Your 55 is right up my alley. I would think I had died and gone to heaven in a warehouse full of books. :)

flaubert said...

Beautiful work as always, Brian.

Pamela

Fred Rutherford said...

Very cool. Love the first one, all the wordplay in their is killer. The second is yet another example of just how much you can pack into the short verse, proving there is no limit to your poetical offerings. Great job. Thanks

Travel & Dive Girl said...

They are both fantastic, but the first one is my favorite for sure. I can see the scene unfolding in my mind.

hedgewitch said...

LOVE the 55, bri--slammin it home, and burning hot in a the best way--your first was contemplative and wavy for me, and the journey metaphor really was richly worked--beautiful, and a knock-out combination.

^.^ said...

Interesting how different dreams are and what they mean and what if they are medication introduced ... Constantly thinking about the latter case ... I wish you had more poems about dreams, B ... maybe that's all this stupid life is made off ... dreams, because meds we are taking ... and, by the way... why do we sleep away so much precious life time, hmmmm?

You dunno ... I dunno ... We dunno ... when what then, for heaven's sakes, B ... I am truly scared ... (Firstly for my spelling, secondly for me and you, and thirdly for all mankind) .... sorry, I shouldf have just shut up long time ago ... but am I the only one that thinks that way?) Okay, I'lll shut up now, B ... promise. Love, cat.

Gloria said...

Hi Mary:)

Nice:) keep on your dreams, I still try to care mines LOL
is not easy dear!

Wander said...

Haha!
Brian the line "bisecting the city of you" is soooo good!
I prefer the second poem...good 55

manicddaily said...

Well, I'm a little unnerved by the 55, so I'm going to focus on the pantoum which I thought was very successful. Love the use of homonyms here - the borough and burrow especally and the city of you and all the shifting continents and discovery. It is really very lovely. And as I said, the idea of a rule is to be broken a bit - the point is to write a good poem not a perfect pantoum.

k.

Geraldine said...

I like this pairing too. Thanks for sharing your interesting journeys in reality and in your thoughts. You have a unique gift Brian.

Happy Weekend, G

PS: Amazon warehouse, my kind of heaven!!! LOL

John (@bookdreamer) said...

Definitely a play with the form

Susan Daniels said...

Love how you played with the form.

ladyfi said...

Wonderful writing.

Linda Kruschke said...

Brian, Your take on the pantoum reveals the nonconformist that you are. You and Claudia make a great "nonconformist" pair. And your take is perfect for the topic of dreams, which rarely conform to anything we expect. Peace, Linda

Monkey Man said...

(un)content to drift, be selfish over me
plant your flag & carve boundaries
leave a map, let we follow me
& the sun shiver in our heat


This verse (all the verses) is amazing, it catches you off guard just a bit, then draws you back in, leaving you to exhale. BRAVO MILLER

Lady Nyo said...

Maybe I am making more of this than I should...but it is very layered to me..this poem. Prhaps it's the pain meds that make it so here....but you are quite the poet, Brian.

Always enjoy your work.

Jane

Archna Sharma said...

Lovely, your dreams have such a conscious sense. I like them "drawn in chalk on sidewalks", as though you are sharing and fortunate ones follow throughout your discovery. This piece is beautiful, especially the wave at the end and waking up anew. :)

And the other wake, inside of books, other realms we open and close and place onto selves. Great story, I like the voice you've chosen.

Frank Watson said...

I like the wordplay and there's something about a Cadillac on the highway that's pretty cool.

Goofball said...

drawn in chalk on my childhood sidewalk used to be boats...maybe also ready to drift along the continents on the map

Sue Judd said...

I like them both - and keep dreams close chimes with me.

vivinfrance said...

Great wordplay, burrows and boroughs! Your poem cheered me up.

ayala said...

Love them both.... Holding our dreams close ... drawn in chalk on sidewalks...love it :)

Jannie Funster said...

The first one was dreamy and mysterious. The second one was cool steel blunt and brittle.

Loved the mini vacation in each!

xo

Annmarie Pipa said...

lose your dreams and you will lose your mind...that's what the rockstar said.

Pat Hatt said...

Keep those dreams close
Unless you aspire to be a mouse
Then sidewalk or not
The cat would snack a whole lot
And burn rubber home
To where you roam

Daniel said...

I read both pieces today, but the second one pulled me in and forced me to read it a couple of time. Thanks.

henry clemmons said...

Dreams in chalk on sidewalks like police chalk around murdered/dead bodies. Dead dreams maybe. Have to safeguard them, keep watch on them, nurture them, keep them alive. I like this.

Heaven said...

I like the creative touches in the form... running colors to bleed and dreams to keep.

I like the burning of ideas into ears and your response of lighting the night ~

Happy day to you ~

Nara Malone said...

Loved your journey through the city. Nice job on the form.

And Amazon. Full of burning ideas and burning hopes of authors. :)

G-Man said...

Brian...
Your 55 is so very Smoke On The Waterish...:-)
Or Farenheit 451'ish, I can't decide...Hehehehehe
Thanks for always offering Top Notch Entertainment, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Margaret said...

books ... marching, burning of ideas. Never thought of books that way before, but I love it!

Semaphore said...

Well, that's a very, very good resemblance to a pantoum indeed. I really like how you broke the form deliberately, yet kept the phonemes very close. If someone were lip-reading this poem, they might not see the difference. Outstanding!

Bodhirose said...

I loved the exploration of the very personal, dreamy city-scape in your "resemblance" to a pantoum (to quote Sam). Also felt fired up by your excitement of spotting an Amazon warehouse packed with books...yeah, fire up those neurons!

KB said...

Love both :)

izzy said...

I do like the chalk- and :

On an unsuspecting world-& so much
that could be unleashed. I would hope
books would have good to great influence, but we know differently.

sage said...

Okay, that last poem is interesting... Amazon has been boom to those of us in the boonies, but I miss making visits to bookstores when I go into cities.

Teresa said...

Amazon.com warehouse would be like a dream come true. I could get lost and never come out!

Mama Zen said...

That is one fabulous 55!

JANU said...

My head is reeling...both are awesome! Donno if I can get this form for dverse.

Alice Audrey said...

Somehow this brings The Hunger Games to mind.

cloudia charters said...

"The city of you"


very cool work, B



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Bodhirose said...

P.S. Been thinking of you and hope things are looking a bit promising for you by now.

Slamdunk said...

Maybe a book or two ordered of mine waiting in line there. You do well bending the rules Brian.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

The pantoum is such a heartfelt one...I loved each line..felt a nostalgic touch......

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Brian, your pantoum had an air of mystery... the chalk was my favorite part. The Amazon piece was startling; I remember being in a Barnes and Noble when the neon sign caught fire and we had to evacuate. I took a pic and posted it on Facebook with the caption, "Every indy bookseller's wet dream."

I would never want to see books burn, but I would not mind seeing
Amazon go under, as well as all the big box book stores, and we could get back to supporting the locals! And the library... Peace, Amy

Wyeth Bailey said...

I love the opening stanza, the temporary feeling of dreams written in chalk

Valerie said...

Had to google pantoum... my knowledge is appalling. Better now that I know... smiles. Loved the 55, one day I might have a go.

adan said...

absolutely loved that first and last stanzas!

and that ending, bringing so much together,

"sun, shivering in our heat---
& rain, when it comes, runs colors to blend

anew, in dreams to keep..."

really nice brian, thanks! ;-)

SueAnn Lommler said...

I like when you play in your sandbox!
Hugs
SueAnn

Steve E said...

Bisecting cities,
shifting continents,
passing housefulls of inked pages and (mostly) ugly painted coverings. WHERE? Huntington?

WOW! You go a long way in a short time. But then what is time--grin!!!???

Dave King said...

Enormous fun, I would have said. It certainly was enormous fun reading these two contributions. And they so much have the same feel and the same excitement.

Most enjoyable.

ccchampagne.com said...

Inspirational, both of them, Brian! Out and about looking to be inspired and this surely helps! Great job!

Lorraine said...

dream on, you ain't destroying no book ;) I like it....

Nessa said...

"...the sun shiver in our heat." Wonderful.

the walking man said...

I still carry the flag they told me to plant...just waiting for the right place so when we get there you just let me know and I'll look around.

Yeah on the 55 that is one huge TBR pile.

Natasha Head said...

Third attempt at commenting...phew, this is a work out! Awesome play with the form, Brian...while maintaining that voice that so many of us have come to love (and lean on!) And the 55...double the fun today...but I'm sticking to dreams and sidewalk chalk...

Akelamalu said...

Great writing, as always Brian.

glittertheair said...

I love the second one and how books can have such an affect on people. The first one is beautiful as well. I love your work!

˙·٠•●❤Sh@KiR@ ❤●•٠·˙ said...

I love both but I love the first one more as I do keep my dreams close to me too.Bravo Brian! Superbly done! Have you a blessed weekend. hugs shakira

Grandmother said...

I love the first poem intertwining dreams and the exploration of lovers. And to see how loose you were with the form and just made it work for you made me laugh at my compulsive self in staying so rigid!

Sue said...

You are dang good with this form!

=)

Tara Miller said...

I enjoyed reading both of these but liked the first one best. I like how your dreams are on the sidewalk...in many places. There is so much to see and do in this world how can we not follow our dreams...

Melissa Bickel said...

I loved your abstract poem, your use of words and images they bring to mind make for an interesting read.

Same for your 55.

Have a great weekend.

Polly said...

I like the way you appear to conform and then don't ... quite a rebel ... cleverly departing from the brief ... quietly doing your own thing ... I like it

Doctor FTSE said...

A tricky form well handled.

RMP said...

One of the things I have learned about writing in form is that, while it has its structure and its rules, by knowing what they are it is easier to break them. It took me some time to find this truth--to break away from the strictness I saw in structure and play. (I curse my left brain at times.) You, however, seem to see the lines and the joy of coloring outside them.

Very nice exploration of pantoum.

Other Mary said...

The chalk lines on the side walk made me think of when the cops outline a body. Maybe because of the title of the second piece. Both strong poems, as usual Brian.

Wander said...

Thanks Brian, my poem was just dark mental creativity :-)

Joanna Jenkins said...

A two-fer! What a treat.

Dreams in chalk on the sidewalk-- That one made me smile.

And I read your 4 previous posts- You knock me out. How you manage to come up with such amazing words strung together day after day-- WOW.

Happy weekend, jj

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

I like both of these for very different reasons. The first sounds like a love poem to a person or a place. The second speaks of a love of books. In both, the love of words is strong. Nicely done.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

I did wonder if the restraints of the pantoum would contain you. Clearly they couldn't! :-)

lucychili said...

beautiful.
dreams to keep.

lucychili said...

(un)content to drift, be selfish over me
plant your flag & carve boundaries
leave a map, let we follow me
& the sun shiver in our heat

yes.

CiCi said...

I buy most things from Amazon. There are probably lots of people like me. If I need something, the first thing I do is look on Amazon.

I think the favorite state park for camping that my kids and I remember is in Kentucky. So we also enjoyed the state.

lifeisaroadtrip said...

Another Brian Miller double shot..what a treat for us! The first poem reminded me of Rod McKuen (he was way before your time but not as way as Whitman). Louisville is not too far from where I grew up. They have a giant baseball bat there. :-)

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

"Awake in our sleep

keep dreams close, mine are
drawn in chalk on sidewalks
bisecting the city of you
into boroughs & bus routes..."


Hi! Brian...What a nice shot Of Louisville, KY...Tks, for sharing the pantoums poem and what a great use Of 55 words... too!

[In which you, appear to be conjuring up Bradbury...Hmmm]
deedee :)

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

I enjoyed both poems, and thought your second was was amazingly effective.

daydreamerdreams said...

Funny, we wrote on sidewalks all the time as a child and never realized that the rain would one day wash it away. I loved both pieces!

Syd said...

Dreams are kept close wherever they are.