Tuesday, September 18, 2012

OpenLinkNight: thrU seasons

found name in the sidewalk, Cleveland, OH


i desire, to be

the love song you sing
when alone, to feel again

fall/autumn

from your lips, round
ear lobes, down the secret place
of your neck, in run-on sentences

it's an act of devotion
to hold back my commas,
in the warmth of your ellipses,
give far off looks

of Time's Square, root
in equations containing no variables

2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's

the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you

regardless the season
tu-lips bloom

keep singing
i'm coming---acorns

brown & shell broken
root, a root
in spring

be-come trees over accumulated moments
without leave-ing, shared, bare limbs ascend
sky creasing, new art forms
& i nestle,
    i nestle

a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming

with desire to be...

It is OpenLinkNight @ dVerse, and I cant seem to stop writing love poems this week---but that does not mean you have to---ha, just write something poetic and bring it to the pub here in a bit when Claudia opens the door for us at 3 pm EST.

116 comments:

Shadow said...

why would you want to stop writing love poems, you do it so well!

Liza said...

"regardless the season tu-lips bloom" ... I like this! Wonderful ode to your lovely wife!

Lorraine said...

Sensational, you are an inspiration, without fail

the walking man said...

Jaysus Brian you make me blush when you talk to me that way. You know a simple punch in the arm and a "love you man" would really be sufficient.

Seriously it is good, great even, but you know me an love poetry--I just adore it snarkily.

Mrsupole said...

Hi Brian,

Love poems from the man who is so in love and loves his family so. You write about what is most important to you, truly an artist of words. Thank you.

God bless.

Dave King said...

There's so much here I could single out, but I'm satisfying myself with:-

2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's

the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you

Wonderful!

Dave King said...

There's so much here I could single out, but I'm satisfying myself with:-

2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's

the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you

Wonderful!

Mary said...

Ah, Brian, now this is what I call a VERY creative love poem. Enjoyed the holding back of commas in the warmth of ellipses! Now that is well punctuated love! Wink!

uneven steven said...

I like how u left the first comma in after desire in the first line. interesting and fun read. thanks

Daniel said...

awesome brother. i see no reason for you to stop. (a little ee cummings style in my reply today)

christopher said...

Excellent...a great read.

Heaven said...

Hey don't stop writing love poems, I love them like tu-lips blooms, never leave-ing, in the psalm of hands ~

Pat Hatt said...

All lovey dovey this week
Surely not up the creek
As you go from Times Square
To places many are unaware
I mean 1 and 2 don't equal three
Damn, the x got me

DJan said...

In the psalm of your hand... excellent, and you are definitely into romance this week, Brian. I am enjoying it very much! :-)

Gloria said...

Lovely poem, lovely Tara; nice!

Tara Miller said...

I always love your love poems! And I love you <3

Very beautiful write.

Laurie Kolp said...

So romantic and beautiful... and reading Tara's sweet response just adds to it.

Annmarie Pipa said...

oh wow! you sentimental man! love it!!

Susan said...

"a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming

with desire to be..."

When I got here all of the other lines I planned to quote vanished leaving only the psalm and the "act of devotion." Very heart-touching!

Myrna R. said...

No need to stop writing love poems Brian. What better topic?
This one felt so sacred and I know it comes from your heart.

manicddaily said...

Ha! Just lovely - I found the beginning actually especially moving.

Now, I have written a bunch of pretty specific political poems - the situation is just a bit too crazy - but I think I may hold back on them - I am concerned that they can be a bit alienating for readers of different persuasions - but love poems are appealing to all - especially yours which are so wonderful. k.

Claudia said...

nah, don't stop writing love poem, they're beautiful..what i like most here is that it reads so slow, that there's emphasis on every image and it's so full of devotion and warmth and comfort, esp. the squirrel in psalm of hand image - my fav in here..

Valerie said...

Brian, heaven forbid that you ever stop writing love poems.

Alice Audrey said...

It's a pleasure to read your sexy poetry. :)

PattiKen said...

Ah, so romantic. I doubt you could stop writing love poetry even if you wanted to. Hooray for us.

hedgewitch said...

You know I love the nature metaphors in this one, bri, but also that lover's wisdom you always show--'pleasure given,' for sure. See you on the trail, boss.

Monkey Man said...

tis melts the heart and sets a fire...well done :)

Marie Nicole said...

I agree with Shadow. Love poems & you = yes. A must.

Hilary said...

Tara is a lucky woman. You express your love so beautifully.

Fred Rutherford said...

Super cool love poem Brian. Filled with tenderness of course, but love the wordplay throughout, some really, really good ones in there, and the small section of poetic prose within, quite the add in. Great piece. Thanks

Jillien said...

very sensual writing! wonderful read :D

farmlady said...

Oh my, Brian...

poemblaze said...

You made mention of arithmetic sound seductive! Impressive. Great poem!

Maureen said...

I enjoyed this, Brian. It reminds me a little of cummings.

Daydreamertoo said...

This is sooooo romantic, sexy, loving...just soooo perfect in every which way.
*sighing happily at seeing how you love each other.
Beautiful poetry

thecourseofourseasons.com said...

in the psalm of your hand - what a beautiful phrase! Just a wonderful endearing poem, Brian. K

David Francis Barker said...

Fabulous poem. Love, at its best.

mrs mediocrity said...

well, don't stop...
your love poems are fabulous!

this is so tender, touching, lovely. your love poems are always real, and that is what i love best about them.

Timoteo said...

Holding back your commas in the warmth of her ellipses...

I believe that is called "tantra."

happygirl said...

I could feel kisses from my husband on my neck in this verse. :)

lookingforroots said...

"psalm of your hand" is just brilliant. What a beautiful love poem. So many little treasures to enjoy here.

Anna Montgomery said...

Sorry, it took me a bit to stop laughing over the walking man's comments. Now I will have to see what else you've been writing this week. Tender and hot, surely the best combination.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Hi Brian,
I just caught up on about 15 of your poems and, as usual, am VERY impressed. How you manage to write like that, work, and live and love full-time is amazing to me.
Wow.

And "the Walking Man's comment cracked me up.

jj

Sharp Little Pencil said...

"A squirrel in the psalm of your hand." Speaks to the shelter you find in her and the trusting way with which she holds you near. God, Brian, this is lovely. And the tu-lips, all the wordplay, yes, yes, damn, yes. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/09/17/incantations-in-jazz/

Andrew Kreider said...

love those run-on sentences, holding back the commas as a sign of devotion. This one bubbles with hardly-contained enthusiasm! Great stuff.

Susan Daniels said...

Brian--I love, love, love your love poetry. To be a squirrel nestled in the palm of the hand of your beloved. Wow. Wow.

Beachanny said...

A creative, lyrical and modern love song. Inspiring.

ayala said...

LOVE this :)

Eric (Bubba) Alder said...

Not just X's but O's as well, Brian. I think we all want to be Desired and desire to Be, one way or another.

colleen said...

Nature is so sexy! I really like the "squirrel in your hand humming."

libithina said...

regardless the season tu-lips bloom" simply gorgeous and still singing - and that squirrel in her palm wanting to Be come - such a lovely tender write Brian

Jessica said...

I love that you've expanded what it means to love, to be sensual, to be playful. You're showing each reader that sex is far bigger than "the act." Sex in its highest expression is CREATIVITY, and this poem is creative.

Quotes,Photos and a little Poetry said...

Beautiful write, I fell in love with this poem.

Zouxzoux said...

mmmmm nice like honey sliding over the tongue.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Absolutely exquisite, my friend! Devotions in run-on sentences sans commas indeed!

Rachel Hoyt said...

Awwwwww, sooooo sweet! I will continue to sing and wait for MY tu-lip season. :)

kickoutthejams said...

Another great poem Brian, connecting so many things within one entreaty to love. 'The nexus of nature...' beautiful!

awakenedwords said...

whew, I am all worn out...in a whirlwind through the leaves kind of way...and that is a good thing.

Grandmother said...

I so enjoy how this weaves sexual love compared with the things of nature and that lovely line about the psalm of your hand humming. And the nexus being pleasure- to read this was a pleasure.

Sue said...

the psalm of your hand---

(my favorite, favorite part)

=)

hoofprintsinmygarden said...

very romantic and sexy. I love the image of the squirrel in the last stanza.

sharonlee said...

A beautiful composition of love... very romantic.

Kim Nelson said...

The best modern love poem I've read. Out of the park, this one, Brian. And I love the use of psalm...

corbie77 said...

Brian,
Keep up the writing of great love poems!! I liked this poem in particular for the words that sounded like the words used in context but had different meanings. Very cleverly written :).
Sincerely,
Corbie Sinclair

FrankandMary said...

I never find shopworn lines here, which has to be extra difficult because you write so often. Or maybe that is what they call talent
;-). I've been told I am too comma-ful.

ds said...

A love like yours can only be extolled. Keep tolling that bell, you do it so beautifully. Thank you.

^.^ said...

Seems like I'm always way behind with my comments ... but want to say, how much I appreciate your poems, B ... Love, cat.

Unknown Mami said...

I love your love poems.

festivalking said...

wow! very nice written! :)

Vernon Wildy Jr said...

Now that's a really creative way to express love. There was a ton to digest, but it was quite a meal of a poem.

Poet Laundry said...

Gorgeous. And a fun play with words as well.

C Rose said...

and what a way with love you have Brian - adore the delicate carry of this. Send peace and love ~ Rose

(thanks for fixin' me linkie' =D)

Mama Zen said...

I love when you do love poems!

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

Beautiful... I love the first two lines....

JJRod'z

Ann Grenier said...

Your poem is wonderful Brian.I love your play on words and weaving with nature, really impressive!

Serena said...

You do love poems so well because they always contain the unexpected... such as
"It's an act of devotion
to hold back my commas,
in the warmth of your ellipses,
give far off looks

of Time's Square, root
in equations containing no variables

2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's"
and then to go on and rhyme with nexus... yet they're never cheesy or sentimental... I always can feel this down to earth, raw, love...

Ginny Brannan said...

"& i nestle,
i nestle

a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming

with desire to be..."

ahhhhh.....lovely! What else is there to say?!! *smiles*

PS, do love the way you sort of play with the words coming together like in the math equations ('Times Square, root in equations," or letters being pulled out like the "x's" in nexus and sex. My favorite word is in the excerpt above, the "psalm of your hand" elevating love to an almost holy experience. Really like how it all pulls together into one beautiful stream of thought. Nice one Brian.

Bodhirose said...

A combination love poem and homage to fall...just so sweet...I like it.

Arron Shilling said...


some stand out passages brian

the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure

^
this will run around my head for ages . . .

a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming

a superb sequence to finish

a deep dig under the skin
of things

Patricia said...

Hi there... it's been some time but I thought I'd drop in and say hello. = ) I much prefer your beautiful love song to my sad song tonight.

Lori McClure said...

Well, that's how you right a love poem. (sigh)

Pure loveliness.

Lisa notes... said...

There are many things I love about your poetry, but one thing is how I could read it over and over, and think something new every time. That's a true gift you have.

Anonymous said...

Such earthy arithmetics!

kaykuala said...

of Time's Square,root
in equations containing
no variables


Yes, Times Sq had always been mysterious. Equations with no variables,I think I know what you meant.

A sophisticated Broadway theater with the usual intermissions for a breather and barely 5 meters away another theater with wayward youths and their girls gaudily made up, smoky, reeking of marijuana odors. Nauseous and smelly! I went in once for the latter but never again!

Nice love poem Brian, makes me feel young!

Hank

Steve E said...

Boots on the ground, in Cleveland Ohio...on Tara Square!

The x's, nexus, pleasure given; Brian, you bring into your love poem that spirituality which is the essence of love.

How could you NOT write love poetry. You ARE a "love poem"...just ask the lady who wears boots in Cleveland--grin!

PEACE! (and LOVE!)

Dana Dampier said...

You can't go wrong with a love poem and yours is awesome!

emmett wheatfall said...

Wow! Man, where I come from this poem is something you rap to your girl friend, not the rap music we hear today, but your kind of words in this poem. I enjoyed this poem greatly.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

Great lines and......just lovely...

Nilanjana Bose said...

Your love shines through every word....so tender, so spiritual, so very moving! beautiful beyond words!

Ravenblack said...

Feel like a snuggle after this read. Beautiful autumn like colors come off from reading this too. :)

James Rainsford said...

What a wonderful celebration of love, life's most significant experience. Simply brilliant as usual Brian.

PoppySilver said...

This is an ode to absolute beauty! This is a favourite of your work for me, tenderly poised and yet delievered with a firmness that is admirable, beautiful! xoxo

rumoursofrhyme said...

"i desire, to be

the love song you sing
when alone"

That's an ambition worth aspiring to.

John Allen Richter said...

Awesome.... strikes a chord in the hearts of all.....

Steve King said...

So transparent and luminous...we get to know both of you here. Fine poem...

m said...

I love writing love poems--I've written hundreds, I reckon--and make no apology for it!
Lovely love write, Brian!

Marbles in My Pocket said...

That comment from m, was me!
I hit the wrong button!

inkineticapoetry said...

Oh I really enjoyed reading this

Christopher Reilley said...

A loving testimonial, and a gentle caress while in the mundane. I liked this a lot, Brian.

Goofball said...

there can never be too many love poems

jen revved said...

I'm seeing so much range in your poems, Brian-- and a good reach for inordinary imagery and playfulness-- xxxj

flaubert said...

Wow! Brian, it seems you have taken the reins on the love horse (not sure if that makes sense). I love your use of language in this, I would love to hear it read aloud.

Pamela

Geraldine said...

ohlllaaalaaa... I like it Brian!

nephiriel said...

"regardless the season
tu-lips bloom"

fell in love with this.
thank you!

Wander said...

A bit whimsical Brian , I liked it...as if my opinion matters, I write stupid shit about gnomes wanking it...honestly I couldnt help it, I have s brain like that

Wander

anglachel27 said...

A lightness here to your love, quite enjoyable. And really, no such thing as too many love poems, haha.
Gene

RMP said...

nothing wrong with a love poem or two (or ...).

The opening lines were my favorite, but I loved the travel from English (commas, ellipses) to Math (equations, variables) to Science (plants and seasons).

beckykilsby said...

It's a beaut, Brian


i desire, to be

the love song you sing
when alone,

... and that final full stanza. Nice pair of hands.:)

Aidz Giannini said...

Wot does one say with all these comments cept liked the mirth of the words

Dick Jones said...

There's neat play here between pun and lyricism. Sensuous and witty.

Semaphore said...

I realize I haven't had the time to go through entire collection.... but of what I've read, this must be among one of your best love poems. Seriously good.

Beth Winter said...

the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure

Keep writing love poems, Brian. I like having that faraway look on my face as I read the wonder.

raivenne said...

"the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you

regardless the season
tu-lips bloom"

and your last four lines...

Oh hell Brian, this was... just wow... I def loved the word play and pull of the heart strings.

Magpie said...

Sometimes there is nothing more I can think to say that would even come close to being original or do justice to your words.

JStar said...

Beautiful and refreshing!

Syd said...

Love has no equation, right? And punctuating it is fruitless. Nice one, Brian.