Wednesday, December 19, 2012

shoes in the grit

Lizard in my shower

1438 walnut hollow
dad died last year, silencing
the second Harley, caring for mom,
his son still rides

1390 walnut hollow
be quiet as you pass & don't
park on a blade of grass, they
are not people persons, tend
the plants

1252 walnut hollow
had a tree through the house
during the derecho, we took
them coffee, son still home at least
at odd hours, tubthumping
the radio at 2 AM

874 walnut hollow
dealing with depression, the ex-
football coach, his wife a doctor,
two sons, teens, always tossing
the ball out front

214 saddlebrook
all lit up, i dunno
yet

732 saddlebrook
has two grandkids, that don't visit
as much as they'd like & let our kids
play on the jungle gym,
as they watch, warming

840 saddlebrook
a cop, in the roundabout end
as we head back, on the odd
side---pups out playing in a shaggy
coat, squirrels in the trees

on each mailbox, a name we
read & set to wing like butterflies
the sky receives,
619, 357, 1133, 1320
to the skritch, skritch, skritch
of our shoes in the grit

home

Over at Poetry Jam, I am hosting today for my friend Mary, asking people to take a walk and see what comes of it. I took it rather literally. Have always been envious of Kerouac making poetry out of addresses as well.

68 comments:

Mary said...

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Mary said...

I liked your approach, Brian. Knowing the people in one's neighborhood is no small thing. Each home has a story. Some to enjoy, some one would rather not know. I enjoyed 'walking' with you this morning, Brian!

Pat Hatt said...

Knowing all is quite the feat
As each have a different beat
And always a story to tell
Even if some are scary as hell

DJan said...

Nice! I like your neighbors. :-)

Daniel said...

You are the beat poet in your DNA.

Wolfsrosebud said...

what happened to the small community where everyone knew everyone else

Optimistic Existentialist said...

I really liked this. Mary is right - each home has a story. In this day and age, we rarely take the time to get to know our neighbors anymore. Perhaps it's time we all started doing that again...

Kelvin S.M. said...

..ha, that's quite a tour of your environment... nice... at first i didn't get the idea on how to deal with those numbers above...it made me confused a bit...so, i'm glad you tell me those were addresses... enjoyed it... smiles...

kaykuala said...

Very rare these days that one keeps abreast of folks down the street. It's a wonder, Brian!

Hank

Daydreamertoo said...

You always get one that is not people friendly...I liked that, do not park on a blade of grass. Typical.
Loved this meander with you and seeing it through your eyes.

Heaven said...

I was walking along with you ~

How creative of you to describe each house as you passed by ~

Great prompt Brian ~

Have a lovely day ~

Pearl said...

I very much like this. There is poetry and stories to be found in everything, I think, and you've found it on the street.

Street cred. :-)

Pearl

Susan said...

Fabulous pacing in this poem! As ordered by number and the skritch skritch I see hurry by the unknown and the slightly quieter pace past the unfriendly. Thank you for the glimpse of home!

JANU said...

Wonderful observation...you seem so connected with your neighbors.

Tabor said...

Behind closed doors set to prose/poetry. Our Town.

farawayinthesunshine said...

Same street address different lives. Nice walk around the neighbourhood
:-)

Monkey said...

nice to know ones fellow dwellers....another great write miller

izzy said...

Wonderful names and numbers! Saddlebrook- well you can imagine I like that- Was the father lost attached to that address or the date-
anyway I love how you put it together
-with butterflies!

Valerie said...

I enjoyed this, Brian. I think we should have names on houses as well as numbers, it's hard getting to know who's who where I live. Seriously, if you don't have a dog or a kid you've no chance of meeting the neighbours.

Gloria said...

My mom always say the same of Mari each home has a history; and is true but the amazing is like you picture all and we can see their lifes:)
Blessings my friend!

Lady Nyo said...

I love this, Brian.....inventive, you!

You gave us all a picture of the unknown people in our lives....people we probably should take the effort to at least know a bit. I think of my own neighbors, we are all little planets orbiting life, and never touching...or doing so rarely. This isn't community.

Lady Nyo

Claudia said...

nice...made me go through my own neighborhood while reading...so many stories behind each door...my colleague at work came back from india today, he told me that he saw families who lived just under a rooftop in the streets of mumbai..has nothing really to do with this, just that they have not even a door to close and no address either..

Alecia said...

I think you described my neighborhood :)

manicddaily said...

Ha. Very charming. And where is boo radley? k.

rosaria williams said...

Dang! The power of small things.

Poet Laundry said...

nice...this reminded me of how much I do not know about my neighbors. And how many of them I do not know at all. When I was growing up people knew their neighbors well and were there for them. Life seems different now. Makes me think about recapturing some of that good stuff.

Vicki Lane said...

So many stories at each address... Nicely done.

ND Mitchell said...

Great approach to a great prompt. I can see that in "real life" you're the same friendly face we see on your blog posts. Wish I knew as much about my neighbours...

Myrna R. said...

I like this. Made me think of old times when I knew my neighbors. Now, where I live the houses are so far apart, and people are so private. Still, I do wonder about people, what goes on in their lives. I walk past so many houses each day with my dog. Each house is a world of its own.

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

Hi! Brian...
Thanks, for shaing the image...Lizard in my shower and for walking me [and your readers] through your neighbourhood...
"on each mailbox, a name we
read & set to wing like butterflies
the sky receives,
619, 357, 1133, 1320
to the skritch, skritch, skritch
of our shoes in the grit..."

...as you finally, reached...
"home."

deedee :)

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

Oops! make that sharing

Annmarie Pipa said...

how lovely!! it is great to be connected to each other.

Tara Miller said...

I miss the days of really "knowing" your neighbors, looking out for one another and feeling comfortable walking over to ask for a cup of milk. Those were the days!! ;)

Alice Audrey said...

I don't know the people in my neighborhood that well just yet. But I hope to.

Stephanie said...

Really knowing people in your hood. Priceless.

Helen said...

Must confess ... I don't know my neighbors as well as you do! Beautifully written, as always.

Peggy said...

What a good way to write about your walk--both in the stories you pass and the sounds of your feet. I enjoyed walking along with you. Hope your family is all well by now.

Suz said...

ha...I liked this...I may just walk my street and tell you about it.....
the folks who share this little bit of earth

Victoria said...

This is so cool. We're going to drive the neighborhood tonight. Too cold to walk. We know our neighbors, too. It's a good thing and, yes, they all have their stories.

Gail said...

...a name we read & set to wing like butterflies...

Sheer poetry, Brian! You have the touch; not to be confused with you are "touched"

Tina said...

I think it's great to know the neighbors. Doesn't happen as much these days. People tend to keep to themselves. A lot of fear out there.
In a neighborhood in my own town, there was a triple murder, then suicide of the shooter. Day after Newton., CT. I wonder if the neighbors knew each other these things could be prevented.
Tina @ Life is Good
http://kmdlifeisgood.blogspot.com/

Karen said...

This poem makes me want to describe my neighbors, too. It also puts me in mind of Spoon River. I have poem envy.

SaraV said...

Brian, really enjoyed this prompt and your poem! I love walking in the neighborhood and thinking about each of my neighbors as I walk by--beautifully done--as usual, exquisite word painting :-)

Dawn Paoletta said...

Wow, I like that...I wonder how much I know about my neighbors since we moved here...hmmm. Brian you bless me. Merry Christmas to you and your sweet family.

RMP said...

if I were to take such a walk, they'd all be 214 saddlebrook except for maybe the lights...and not a chance for yet to realized.

a very interesting walk...makes me wonder what someone walking my neighborhood would say of me.

sheila said...

how cool. You really seem to know your neighbors. I guess I do too even though we hardly talk to them. Makes me wonder how I know so much about them. hmmmm....

sreeja harikrishnan said...

Enjoyed this walk. A walk will always reveal stories... I enjoyed this prompt...

Lorraine said...

I love this so much, it's like a prayer for each of your neighbours, none ignored for prejudicial reasons...and that is Christmas :_

Fred Rutherford said...

very cool. An inventory of sort taken to a whole new level. Really like this. Thanks

Wander said...

Ok...gonna join this one Brian:-)

ladyfi said...

What a delightful look at the whole human tapestry on your street.

SueAnn Lommler said...

I have done several sculptures that "discuss" my neighborhood when I was a kid. They are powerful memories and you have captured them so well!! Enjoyed the tour
Hugs
SueAnn

Robyn Greenhouse said...

Love how you gave life to each house on your walk! Felt like I was walking right along with you.

Crystal Jigsaw said...

I don't have neighbours here - just sheep!

All the best to you and your family, Brian. Have a wonderful Christmas and good wishes for 2013.

CJ x

Dave King said...

They just get better and better! Another brilliant idea in a cool (seasonal?) wrapping.

Loredana Donovan said...

So are these fictional or real neighbors? Quite the characters. A mix of sad, aloof, mysterious, friendly, and festive people. As all neighbors are, do we really know for sure what goes on behind those walls? Thought provoking. Thanks, Brian, smiles :)

Laurie Kolp said...

Great sound effects at the end... sounds like your all-American neighborhood... each with their own story hidden within the walls.

Sue said...

Just love this one, Brian. The words AND the intent.

Makes me want to take a walk through my own neighborhood...

=)

Beachanny said...

I agree with many other comments posted...wishing you the best holiday season with love and laughter. You always make every form your own. I'm always eager to read the way you "bend it" (not like Beckham) but like Brian. That commodore was my kid's first or second computer. Actually our first one was made out of wood (true) and that's a story in itself!

Secret Agent Woman said...

Interesting walk through the neighborhood. I often see the little glimpses of life through the living room windows as I drive by and wonder about the people inside.

Mary Ann Potter said...

As always, Brian, I am awed by your work. This is a very REAL walk, a very universal experience yet written in a highly personal way. "I dunno." That phrase sticks to me. A superb writing.

my heart's love songs said...

i LOVE the way you can write about things that really happen in your life and all around you. you always make things so interesting! i try but just can't seem to do it.

almost have my poem done for your prompt at Poetry Jam. {smile}

Geraldine said...

thanks for the tour Brian. amazing what goes on behind those closed doors, how people cope, florish, regroup...it's what we are given to work with, isn't it.

I enjoyed reading this.

Happy Holidays to you and your family, G

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Brian, your walk may seem mundane, but like every other everyday occurrence, you manage to make it artful. Love this. Amy

poeticlicensee said...

Neighbors, Anytown USA, rather interesting study subjects...

Syd said...

Well, at least you know some of their lives. That is a big thing.

Tammy Theriault said...

i loved the line "she didn't write, she lived poetry." very well said! thanks for sharing, this was a cluster of awesomeness! new follower here! hi!

Goofball said...

you sometimes wonder, right, what's behind all the walls of houses we pass


Love the shower guest!