Tuesday, December 11, 2012

OpenLinkNight: chapped//

City Market, Lynchburg, VA

downtown, among the bricks
& mortar, cracks & faces---
red hair, blue hair, brown, black
stocking caps & santa hats

in line for the horse drawn
carriage street ride---

'smells like poop'

'go figure'

& cinnamon, apple cider, sweat
pressed bodies, fresh vegetables,
canned butter &

kids limb on the stone fish
in the fountain center, defiant
the sign that says different,
but no one cares---

a little blond in elf attire, bright
red sweater with lime trim, chaps
her bottom lip licking it---

it keeps them busy, while parents
chat, Facebook, angry bird or bitch
about how long this line is

every ten minutes, we move five feet
and at this pace we'll be here an hour
or two or 'hey, you,
line begins back there!'

a few rides and we'll be under
the mistletoe someone tied to the tree
it spins, spins, spins on the wind,
as a june bug past its season
as any relationship, drying
from lack of notice

'is it really worth the wait?'

'gimme a few minutes, just a few feet
more, i'll let you know

and see if we can
chap my lips too.'

It's OpenLinkNight @ dVerse Poets - a poetic splatterpainting of poetry from around the globe & tonight my good friend Grace is guesting behind the bar, so drop in and bring her something to read...smiles. We open the doors at 3 pm EST.

104 comments:

Mary said...

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Mary said...

Oh I hate these kinds of lines. Nothing makes them tolerable. Until it is me who is in front. LOL.


the walking man said...

Brian what happens if your lips are chapped when you get under the mistletoe...I think the wait for the mistletoe would be higher in anticipation factor than a poop smell carriage ride. Ever been trapped in one when the rude horse actually drops one? No way is worth the wait for that.

Heaven said...

Nice capture of the smells and colors of the market. I can imagine the lines, the endless waiting specially during this season. And do you know we have kissing stations in a street in Toronto? They put up mistletoes under the tree lamps..ha...

See you later Brian ~

Grace

Kelvin S.M. said...

..oh, it seems a busy day at your end Brian... to have cinnamon and apple cidar and poops mixed together in the air is completely a curse... haha.. i just hope it's truly worth the wait... smiles...

manicddaily said...

Ha. It was worth it I hope! Certainly the poem was! k.

Pat Hatt said...

A line
Is surely not divine
To this impatient feline
At least it's better with the smell of pine
And not poo
Need a BIG pringle can to cover up the horse stuff that is eww haha

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Quite a potpourri of scents there!

Brian Miller said...

it was worth it...both the mistletoe and the horse ride...haha..

DJan said...

Glad to hear it was worth it. Nice of you to write a poem while waiting in that line. :-)

izzy said...

I remember my one or 2 carriage
rides in Central Park! very expensive
how you paid for time! I just loved
spring time and night- Very worth the wait!

Susan said...

I love "kids limb" and lime and the little observations of the moments that make "chapped" the perfect title. Lines! Disneyland makes an art of them. Anywhere else and it is only diversions and sense of community that makes them tolerable.

Valerie said...

I seldom wait in line these days, but have done my share. Is it worth it? Mostly, methinks. Never did get round to a ride through Central Park, though.

Natasha Head said...

Nice write, Poet...the hustle, the bustle, the things this time of year convinces me to do that no other time of year can...ideally, you were well prepped for the mistletoe...that's a sting that can ring long time.

SueAnn Lommler said...

Ahhhh! Waiting in line...the great American pastime!!
Enjoyed the wait with you.
Hugs
SueAnn

kaykuala said...

Lines that move that slow can be a put off. Spending more time standing in line means less rides. Seasons can be a guide though.There are shorter lines in cold months and in sunny LA that's ok! Nicely Brian!

Hank

Syd said...

Sounds like a fun time people watching in line. I don't like lines but somethings are worth the wait, eh?

Steve E said...

Every Sunday afternoon before milking the cows, my sister and I and our blind father went for a six-ten-mile ride in horse-drawn
"partly-covered" coach--and LOVED it.

However, I would not walk across the street to do that now. I like too much the "pickup-and-go" feel of my Suzuki Bergman.

Brian, you had me right there with you and your Peeps, standing in line seeing and smelling, anticipating........
being "N E X T".......

Your observational writing style and talent, as usual--AWESOME!

Carrie Burtt said...

Writers always do tend to people watch while in a line....and you always capture the moment perfectly Brian! I meant to ask you...are you a minister? I know that is random....but just had to ask. :-)

Alice Audrey said...

Kid's limb?

Pat said...

You could always pass the time by opening up a kissing booth to chap your lips even more and earn money to pay for the ride. But I know you - your lips are saved for only one woman - the love of your life - your wife! I love how you can write a poem about the simplest of things.

Claudia said...

think i should chap my lips a bit in not trying to let that relationship get too dry...nice bit of wisdom embedded in this bri..

Myrna R. said...

This made me think of Germany. I lived there a hundred years ago and hubby and I would wait in the freezing cold at the market to buy some gluckwine.

Nowadays I don't like waiting on a line, so I've bought gift on line instead.

AmyLK said...

I'm sure the wait was worth it. it was special time spent with the family.

I knew when you tweeted you were there that there'd be a nice story about it. Love it.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Lovely write Brian - bringing alive the joys and woes of waiting in line for treasures for our treasures.

Must admit that since my kids have grown and flown the nest I have become impatient with lines.

Anna :o]

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Big smiles on this one- loved your descriptions of the smells-poifect!

JANU said...

Is it worth the wait? Only time can tell, but, when and where do we draw the line....:-) I too get impatient standing in the queue.
Nice description.

Daydreamertoo said...

Oh, I would def have to leave, unless it was of dire importance to have whatever it was out of necessity, I could not stand in a queue like that. I'd get too claustrophobic or, backache...lol
Loved the observations though. 'Hey you, line starts back there' Ot oh...

Daniel said...

Your picture of the horse-drawn carriage reminded me of the Seinfeld episode with Kramer feeding bulk Beefarino to his Hansom cab horse and then it developed irritable bowel syndrome. There goes the romance!

AJ Walker said...

I am so far behind :s Mr. Linky hasn't even opened yet O_o. Great write here Brian, once again. Always look forward to reading whatever you post. Really enjoyed this snap shot of this oh so familiar scene.

Beachanny said...

Such a sweetness in this. One of the best vacations my husband and I went on was to Mackinaw Island to the Grand Hotel (see Somewhere in Time). No cars are allowed there and one takes a ferry and then a tray or carriage up to the hotel. When we arrived, horse poop smell seemed awful smelly but in less than three hours we had accommodated it, and the air was so gasoline exhaust free, and the natural smells so sweet, it simply added to the atmosphere. I love how romantic you are to wait in line for the carriage ride. I think it was truly worth it!

hedgewitch said...

Lots of holiday dysfunction out there, isn't there--you develop your theme well here, detail by detail, from the kids limbing the fish against the rules to the twisting and spinning in the wind...everything gets chapped when that dry wind blows.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

I have been in that line--I am sure of it--The senses are enlivened in this piece--

ayala said...

Love the details...I would have waited too :)Great capture of the moment :)

mrs mediocrity said...

Smiling... I know those lines are long, but I have to say, I kind of miss those days now that the kids are all grown... and I hear kissing is a great cure for chapped lips...

thecourseofourseasons.com said...

Hurry up and wait! Wonderful view of the holiday scene - K

Yiota Luyu Ladybird said...

"a few rides and we'll be under
the mistletoe someone tied to the tree
it spins, spins, spins on the wind,
as a june bug past its season
as any relationship, drying
from lack of notice"
I love these lines :) great christmas atmosphere :)

Louise said...

I love how you use all your senses writing this...a lovely capture, Brian :)

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Better you than me, Brian. I don't do lines. <--- period!
Good capture of the moment(s)!

Tara Miller said...

It was a fun morning that you've described oh so well, as always, my love. I'd never tire of being under the mistletoe with you. ;)

Lisa Golden said...

And once again, you put me right there in a scene I haven't been part of for a very long time.

It's a gift to be handed those memories.

jackiedick said...

You smell the horse poop, and thank the gods for the cinnamon apple...the lines are hell...but the capture of the season is there...so there! Vivid capture, Bri!

Teresa said...

There are some things I just can't handle, and waiting in lines is one that about does me in. It's the worst part of the holiday season. Hope you managed to survive the wait to enjoy the ride.

Elsie The Writer said...

I think it's worth the wait. While I hate waiting on line, there are some things that are worth waiting for and making memories is one of them.

Laurie Kolp said...

Lots of symbolism here... Lynchburg sounds like a great place to live...

rumoursofrhyme said...

Ah, queueing - one of Britain's great contributions to world culture. We love it - as long as the queue is behind us :-) But it sure does give a poet the time to notice what's going on around him/her.

poetaviator said...

nice piece... liked the cinnamon & poop ;)

flaubert said...

Brian, I glad to hear it was worth the wait. Nice sensory piece of writing. Myself, I abhor lines of any kind. When you are in the bank here, they have 6 teller windows and only two people working. I have told my friends this never fly in the states. Not in a million years.

Pamela
p.s. Have you noticed my obvious negativity toward "crowds" and "lines"? I love everything else, I do.

chanzibrenner said...

nice i really felt like i was in the season by reading this

Rene Foran said...

it's beginning to look a lot like cold and flu season

Laura said...

I wonder if I feel more present to the situation through your poetry than the people standing in line?

happygirl said...

This reminds me of the scene in Christmas Story when they are waiting to see Santa. I don't know why lines don't bother me at this time of the year. This really framed the season. :)

vivinfrance said...

A delightful painting of a vibrant scene.

Ginny Brannan said...

Horse drawn carriage ride--a holiday tradition in your neck of the woods? Up here in MA they do horse drawn hayrides in the Fall at Yankee Candle Flagship store--different scenery, same lines!! Think I'd prefer to investigate the chapped-lipped mistletoe line myself! Good story as always, Brian :-)

Cloudia said...

you got a poem for the wait!


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henry clemmons said...

Ha!!!!!!!! Like the atmosphere, the tongue in cheek dry presentation of someting very easy to indentify with from memory. I think I actually snorted a laugh while reading. I wouldn't normally admit that, but I thought it was a funny slice of life like only you can do.

Wolfsrosebud said...

waiting is never easy and kids will say about anything

Kamana said...

did you write this while waiting? :)

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Been there, done that! But the concept of having chapped lips and licking them for "relief" is something that made me both nostalgic and sort of twitchy!! No lip balm in those days, only Vaseline. Once again, a wonderfully real poem.

RMP said...

I think signs that say different are begging for a bit of defiance. I'm curious how many people in line (aside from you) took advantage of the twirling mistletoe.

Secret Agent Woman said...

Nice! I need to go on a carriage ride again.

anotherwanderingsoul said...

unbelievable.
you manage to combine poop and cinnamon and make it work. ;)
awesome, brian... i enjoyed this very much!

Victoria said...

I bet it WAS worth it, eh? Love the scents (except for the poop).

Reglandus White said...

Sometimes I kick myself when I have a poem in mind and forget the thought when it's time to write....did you write this while waiting? ;-)

Nice job Brian.

colleen said...

Like going on a glass bottom boat only to get sick.

Really love the celebration of sound, color and activity.

Ken Higginson said...

I find that most things are worth the wait, if you put on the right pair of glasses. But the smell can certainly throw things off. Enjoyed this one. No submission for me this week...hunkered down drawing and writing for a project. This is a nice break though. Thanks for sharing

Mark Kerstetter said...

"The blab of the pave" Whitman called it. You bring the marketplace to life in your poems.

Beth Winter said...

So rich... Yeah, well worth the wait, I bet

Jan Mader said...

I was in that line. You put me there with your amazing words.

Dana Dampier said...

This time of year is notorious for long lines to holiday attractions. We braved it last year... but never again!

Tracie Skarbo said...

Chapped lips and mistletoe... don't you LOVE this season? Big smiles for this one Brian!

darkangelwrites said...

The horse drawn carriage parks across from my store. It always surprises me when people are shocked that horse poops. I mean it has a handy little catch bag and everything. I can hear people yell, "Oh gross!" Ya green horns.

birchpoet said...

Great write brian, your so REAL. Loved this one, can almost smell it-fresh country air, we used to say!

Betsy Brock said...

lol...you are so cute.

Glenn Buttkus said...

This one resonates with all parents & poets. With 3 daughters I def waited in this line or that at fairs, at stores, for Santa, for bargains; and I hate lines; now they are grown & we still stand in those lines with the grandchildren; something wicked lives at Hallmark for sure.

C Rose said...

When I saw your tweet about this I hoped it would be this week's topic. You never disappoint me <3 I love this because its so purely honest about the reality of things that we tend to idealize or ritualize in our times. It took me right to the times with my parents and my mother insisting we take her to these big Christmas events just to be riddled by stress of the mass of others trying to get the same enchanting experience.

Got me out loud with poop too! Send love and peace to you and yours! ~ Rose

Anders Woje Ellingsen said...

NUMBER 34

To wait in line
gives many fine
occasions to
show chivalry.

Arron Shilling said...

i perscribe some whisky nips for those cracked lips bro and to take the edge off the long line of xmas routine and slavery that we all have to endure in the name of festive cheer: as you can tell i'm Humbugging for the season but with a totty or two, i may just make it thru ;)

nice write bri, tight and cool
with ease in delivery.

Zouxzoux said...

This gives me a good idea of what waiting in a line during the holidays must be like. It's something I don't do but your description is vivid. :)

Nilanjana Bose said...

Sounds every bit like queues in our festive season, except that mistletoe bit...lovely capture! hate those lines, but love too many of yours here :)

Lady In Read said...

like daniel said, i was reminded of the Seinfeld episode here..
waiting in lines with kids is definitely an experience in itself..
enjoyed the read, as always.:)

Tatius T. Darksong said...

Sometimes the ride is worth the wait but the kiss always :)

adan said...

'is it really worth the wait?'

'gimme a few minutes, just a few feet
more, i'll let you know..." -

how else could it be, and with a chance to chap those lips ;-) why not? ;-)

Sabio Lantz said...

Ha, ba-hum-bug! Someone should have stayed home on the ethernet, away from the "bricks & mortar" and the stink. Horse shit is fragrant -- except to city folk.

Question about the mistletoe:
It obviously is not past its season like the June Bug or a relationship, drying from lack of notice. Or does it seem past its season because there is no kissing or magic under it?

Fun, fun snapshot, as always, mate.

Lorraine said...

Oh Santa, what can I say but every mom's experice the first timeyou put your toddler on Santa Clause knees, I never you my son has such lungs lol 'O little Town of Bethlehem

Aidz Giannini said...

Lovin it Brian..hang on just moved a bit.... one step closer

Dave King said...

it spins, spins, spins on the wind,
as a june bug past its season
as any relationship, drying
from lack of notice

These four lines I really like.

The write as a whole captures the atmosphere and character splendidly.

Jenny Woolf said...

Oh, yes, Brian, I am there with you in that line. You've captured the feeling of it so well.

Luke Prater said...

Sounds like quite the experience, Bri... haven't myself been to anything like that in years. Perhaps when/if I even have kids.... nice piece brother...

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Nico said...

Wonderful observations, touching a full range of senses. Long lines definitely chap more than just my lips!

Susan Daniels said...

I really like the way you capture moments like this, Brian. It's magical, what you do.

lori mcclure said...

Oh, I got stuck on the olfactory descriptions. I have crazy keen senses, so this kind of a situation would have me running far, far away :)

Sue said...

I've never been fond of waiting in lines, but it's a lot better in the right company...

;)

Fred Rutherford said...

terrific write Brian. Love the observations and the poop line had me cracking up, perhaps it wasn't the poop itself though, but the go figure lol Fantastic detailed description throughout, as if we are there watching with.

poemsofhateandhope.com said...

Is it wrong that my favourite lines are 'it smells of poop' and 'go figure'.... They instil this with that Polaroid snapshot of real life. Such energy in this too...the kids on the fountain defiant....paints such a vivid picture with so many different perspectives, but always a pleasure to view them through yours

franza said...

made me smile,havent we been all trapped once under the misteltoe? great verses..

Cressida de Nova said...

Ah the joys of the silly season.., stress, queues, standing down wind of a horse's arse..well expressed

Bradley Howington said...

A hectic day at the market. Lol.

Love: "it keeps them busy, while parents
chat, Facebook, angry bird or bitch
about how long this line is"

Great imagery in this piece, Brian. :)

mywordwall said...

This reminded me of the hay ride we had about a week ago now. For the chance to be on the cart behind the odiferous mules, we stood in line together with other adults and little children. It was a happy time though. :-)

poeticlicensee said...

Making my own "Like" button for
this one...

pandamoniumcat said...

Oh lines...if I can I will avoid them, you really summed it up, and as a writer your mind wanders to people watching...nice glad you enjoyed the ride!

A Cuban In London said...

I loved the combination of chapped lips and the smell of poop, even if they weren't together in the same sentence. :-)

"it keeps them busy, while parents
chat, Facebook, angry bird ". Funny, isn't it? There was a time when none of this was around and does anyone remember those time anymore? :-)

Greetings from London.

James Rainsford said...

Brilliantly evocative Brian, both of the queueing and the season. Great job as usual.

Kim Nelson said...

Having raised my children, I fondly remember these moments. Disneyland. Santa in the mall. A peak at the newest zoo inhabitant. Funny, when with my family the time in line flew. Alone in such lines the time crawls. Well, not really. I look for nearby children and old people and tense couples and sad faces and happy ones... and I am amused and amazed.
(But put me in a traffic jam and I become a real bitch!)