Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Poetry Jam: I'd nap if not for the birds

the actual sky, un-photoshopped

i wipe birdshit
off the bench before lying down

it's hard and dry.
my back stretches flat
pop~pop~pop

the sky, blue
with wispy clouds
breaking like sea foam
on shoreline,
swirls & knurls

everything & nothing
being, all i know
this moment

i'd send a postcard
but got no stamp.

Sincerely,
yours

written for Poetry Jam & said in 55 words for our good friend g-man.

75 comments:

kaykuala said...

#1

Hank

Grace said...

And this moment snapshot is lovely, unadorned in all its beauty, notwithstanding the bird shit on the bench ~

Happy day to you ~

kaykuala said...

The postcard can go later. In the meantime enjoy the tranquility of the blue sky with the wispy clouds above. Nice write Brian!

Hank

Jyoti Mishra said...

Clear sky, chirping birds and a mood to rest :))
this can be called as perfect normal day :)

izzy said...

Good luck, happy nap!
My back wouldn't nap on a wooden bench for long- I love postcards :)

Mary said...

That sky photo would make a fine postcard. Makes me think that we all probably have a lot of post card views as we go through every day. Just have to open our eyes and enjoy them; however, when looking up (or sitting down) we have to keep our eyes open for birdshit. (And our mouths closed...LOL)Enjoyed this, Brian.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

A postcard from the bench! Thank you.

A Daft Scots Lass said...

Love it.

the walking man said...

Wish you here, glad you're not, now I am going back to my bench and let my back pop. No stamp either.

Pat Hatt said...

That stuff can be hard to wipe off
Surely making one scoff
But how free they must be
To go where ever they wish to let it flee haha
Enjoying the moment is grand
Taking in what is at hand

Monkey Man said...

I took this a bit different than the others...to me it has a sadness...I rather felt the plight of the homeless with this one....brilliantly done :)

Hilary said...

Sounds like a sad time. No day at the bench... err.. beach.

Tabor said...

Wish you were here.

martine said...

A view of the empty sky is the best thing to empty your mind and just appreciate existence, perfectly captured.
thanks for sharing
martine

Valerie said...

Sounds like you stole a few minutes of heaven... if only our rain would stop I could indulge in a couple of minutes on the garden bench.

Grandmother said...

Each moment is all we have and you captured it here and let us have a moment. Thanks.

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

"the sky, blue
with wispy clouds
breaking like sea foam
on shoreline,
swirls & knurls

everything & nothing
being, all i know
this moment..."


Hi! Brian...
Tks, for sharing:I'd nap if not for the birds
Once again, you have captured the right poetic words to surround your image: the actual [beautiful-bleue]sky, un-photoshopped...
deedee :)

Day Dreamer said...

Ah those lazy days! Well written Brian!

CiCi said...

The feel of the back popping is such a relief, the sound means the back is popping back in place and will feel so good when you stand up. Sounds so relaxing, looking up at the sky and not having anything you must do at that moment except be in the moment.

Mary Ann Potter said...

Oh, very cool! Perfectly composed with consistent tone as well. That photograph is amazing, too. Thanks for sharing that moment in time!

Maggie May said...

Lifes full of these little frustrations.
Maggie X

Nuts in May

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE this poem-letter!!!!!!! Especially "Got no stamp". In the photo, the cloud on the right looks like a giant wing trailing off the page........wonderful, Brian!

Magpie said...

Ah, yes. One of those "wish you were here" postcards. :)

missing moments said...

A perfect summer day!

colleen said...

Poetry is all the postcard we need!

turtlememoir said...

i felt a sadness reading this & thought of a down-&-outer composing brief letters in his mind while resting on a bench... a beautiful sky, in photo & in poetic description

Daydreamertoo said...

LOL... Birdshit on the bench...Oh well... no stamp either, what is the world coming too ;)

Teri M said...

I'd be more worried about the bird shit that could FALL down on me! My back goes pop pop pop when I lie down too...

Crystal Jigsaw said...

Makes me think of childhood holidays sat on the promenade, listening to the endless seagulls.

CJ x

Lady Nyo said...

a bit different from your usual...but the peace I get from this is very, very welcome. Striped down and simple and packs a wallop.

Lady Nyo

Kristina said...

I got the idea of homeless man too with no stamp. The thought to send a postcard from somewhere most would consider ordinary...interesting. Nice.

Claudia said...

nice...the birdshit gives the anchor in reality but then the soul just flies...love those little moments..just being..no stamp needed...delivered directly to the heart..smiles

Annmarie Pipa said...

they don't sell postcards anymore anyway.

Alice Audrey said...

The picture reminds me of something my dd found on facebook. It's supposed to depict an angel, but no one but the original poster could see it there.

Laurie Kolp said...

At first I thought of you taking a break outside, but then read the homeless comments and can see that, too.

Your bones sound like mine... ahh, the joy of aging.

Daniel said...

In your worry to document the scene, you could miss out. Looking through a camera at a work of art is not the same as viewing it directly.

Tara Miller said...

There is peace in laying down and watching the clouds float by after a long day. Makes me think of the verse in Psalm 46 ...."Be still and know that I am God..."

PattiKen said...

Mmm. Gazing at that blue sky is so peaceful. Go ahead and doze. What's a little birdshit? (Unless, of course, you sleep with your mouth open...)

Rebecca S. said...

I like the intangibility of this one. There's a sense of the wispy and ungraspable here - very fitting.

steven said...

"everything & nothing
being, all i know
this moment"

Lovin' those lines. Hope you're well, Mr. Miller :)

hedgewitch said...

You can always make a paper airplane. This one flies pretty good without a stamp. I do that at night--lay on the hard dry dead grass and stare at the sky--it helps. (Then I crawl to the house groaning. :P )

Gloria said...

love this "post card" Brian; thanks:)

Suz said...

ha, it came postage due

Sue said...

I'm not sure I could have gotten past the bird crap.

;)

Susan said...

I wonder, I wonder . . . Laying down on the dried bird poop bench used to feel real good with the popping and focus, clutching my pack or just using it for a pillow. It has been years now since-- But your poem helps me remember and wonder what bench users think about all day.

Barbara said...

I know that bench! I love the third verse, so descriptive, it took me right there. Nicely done.

ayala said...

I love watching wispy clouds...I wonder if watching the cloud gets old to the homeless sleeping on the bench...watching the world pass by.

ds said...

Don't you hate it when the back goes pop-pop-pop... Love knurl--not a word one sees often, and it's perfect, of course. Wonderful poem, and a great sky to go with. Thank you, sir.

Steve E said...

Age makes bones go pop, pop, pop
OLD age makes sure I don't hear it

Yup, I LOVE the sky...and the bench (except they COULD have made their length 8 feet instead of five!), but I explained all that in the card I sent. Whooops! I forgot the stamp....

PEACE!

Peggy said...

Yes, isn't it great that we don't need a stamp for e-mails. Neat images in your postcard!

lifeisaroadtrip said...

Brian Miller unplugged. Nice.

MorningAJ said...

I just love:
"everything & nothing
being, all i know
this moment"

I'm so hoping I can get to feel like that on holiday next week!

Margaret said...

Longing for summer and the beach doesn't bring it back. (I've tried). 9-5 jobs wear and tear on the artistic mind :). Did you know that with a smart phone one can send a postcard which is your photo and your selected words mailed for you. All from the cell phone. I received one the other day. I scanned a bar code from my iPhone and she was notified by me saying "thanks". Technology is amazing.

Susan Deborah said...

Thanks for the postcard. Loved it. Shall I send one back to you? Send me your address.

Lying on the bench like that and watching the sky -- I can do it forever!

Joy always,
Susan

Mrsupole said...

I think my body pops with just about every move and pops even when I am not moving. So many birds always flying around that there seems to be lots of bird poop around.

Great post card and those forever stamps are great, if only I could find where I put them.

God bless.

manicddaily said...

Ha! Well done. k.

Dave King said...

You capture beautifully the character of the photograph. This is what I call a pocket poem: one I would carry with me like a netsuke.

Kez Shepherd said...

love this ....thanks x x

happygirl said...

Love your 55. I feel like I'm on the boardwalk and some idiot is feeding the gulls. Great capture of seaside peace.

Lolamouse said...

Wish I were there!

Carrie Burtt said...

Dear Brian,
Thanks for the mental postcard. Love it!

Sincerely,
Your Friend,
Carrie :-)

G-Man said...

I'd send a postcard but I got no stamp!!
Isn't that a Muddy Waters blues jam?
Loved your shitty 55 Son...
Thanks for your loving support..:-)
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Helen said...

Oh Brian ... you slay me with the bird shit line!!!

Melissa Bickel said...

This is the sort of poem that showcases how humorous poetry can be and free. I'm a free verse writer myself, though I've been known to write metered and rhymed lines.

Great way to wake up....Homelessness maybe? Even a bum needs a shitless bench to sleep on.

Syd said...

Sounds like a great free moment, even with the bird shit.

william said...

awe sweet, nice normal day, and we only get that if we go out, well said :)

Teresa said...

Love your attention to detail. The popping of the back and dry hard birdshit in contrast to the wispy clouds. Beautiful contrast.

hope said...

Love it...but I have to admit because you mentioned bird poo, the first "pop" my brain read as "Poop-Poop-poop". :)

Linc said...

This is very nice, a complete picture and one I can definitely identify with (especially the pop~pop~pop). Well done!

Goofball said...

oh thanks for the postcard! Glad it didn't bring any birdpoop though


Sunny greetings from Belgium.

Love Goofball

˙·٠•●❤Sh@KiR@ ❤●•٠·˙ said...

No wonder, I never receive my postcard. LOL Great one, Brian.
Mine is here
Have you a ROCKING AND BLESSED WEEKEND!!!
hugs
shakira

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adan said...

those first two lines and last two lines really book-ended the whole poem perfectly, and what a nice pic too, unphotoshoped ;-)

Alexandra said...

...hello! Nice hawk and hope all is going well for you...

Heather said...

LOVE this