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Galileo & i sit, legs over the edge
of my medulla studying empty space
seeking centricism
"is it helio-, geo- or ego?"
he's obviously been talking to Freud
who's in the corner with little Jack Horner
discussing things we put our thumbs in
G.G. adjusts his telescope,
bigger than mine, but vision is not determined
by the size of your instrument
"did you get the NFL tickets?"
he asks in a way that suggests deeper meaning
i am sure there is
in the clash of men to score & display
outlandish victory dances through end zones
as long as we pay to see it, why question
the Bengals led the league in arrests last year
now there is a stat
Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth matters little
ask Galilea's inquisition
"Nic! Nic! Nic! (nah) Nic! Nic! Nic!"
he mumbles & i never know if he means
Copernicus or Tesla, the latter
makes more sense
"Ooo look a shooting star!"
i point at what is obviously a neuron,
which he reminds me is not polite
(pointing or thoughts?) all that matters
is what is
in the center, it seems
& mentioning Tootsie Pops
at this point is probably not
a good idea
so we sit
enjoying each others gravity
and the view off the edge
where my marbles rolled
& were lost.
It's OpenLinkNight @ dVerse Poets...time to pull the pin on poetry and blow it up for a bit...among friends...write something....come join us. Doors open tomorrow at 3 pm EST.
Returned to work today, but still not feeling that great. Fever returned tonight as well, so I'll be around as I can.
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So many excellent and neat references in here Brian. A lot of fun spotting them, but even more so in the manner you brought them about. The Sunday Ticket was great here. Thanks
There must be a misprint, How can I actually have the first comment? I better go by a lottery ticket :)
I had trouble picking up the theme here. It felt like you were just riffing in a planetarium. Could also be the fever is worse than any of us feared! (smiles)
lottery ticket Fred? How about power ball? hahaha.
Feel better, Brian!
there are a lot of fun bits in this one; that fever of yours definitely seems to have the neurons firing.
Ugg to the germs
Try eating some worms
Here they have protein
Off course the tootsie pop could make quite the scene
And Fred really needs to buy that ticket
All signs point to him winning something wicked
dangle those feet over the empyrean void! FEEL BETTER
ALOHA from Honolulu
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this is a wonderful write bri..love the idea of a conversation with him..oh i had to ask him many questions if i ever met him..love how you embed some nice life wisdom as well...vision not determined by the size of your instrument..makes me think of the little prince who said we only see good with our heart
such fun - hanging out with all the big boys! So loved 'Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth matters little' this was a trip, Brian! Hope you are feeling better - K
Vision is not determined by the size of one's instrument......HA! Size does matter!
I followed you from the edge of the galaxy to neverland here Brian...
And LOL Fred, I thought only on this side of the world do we buy lottery tickets when something unexpected happens!
Get well soon Brian...Are you a Snake (Chinese years) by any chance ?
Hahaha, love the double entendres, you norty man! Did Galileo notice that you had lost your marbles, lol?
Astronomy and the Universe
Lots of references in your verse
The NFL and all the stars
Football stars and shooting stars
Dancing in all its glory
No, not to point but just to see
Nicely!
Hank
Brian, I hope you're feeling better by the time you read these comments. It seems to be something to do with the change of seasons... here at any rate. It happens every year around this time. Take care...
Oh wow...you covered so much in this one. Really too many to quote. Has to be one of my favs of yours. Def hope you feel much better Brian.
Take it easy Brian, especially if you have some fever...it's a nasty one
Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth matters little - Excellent lines and full of truth :). I hope it all mateers
Your poems are more than words, Galileo, NFL, Rome, wow ... beautiful stories here !!!
Sitting on the edge of the universe counting the stars and naming the galaxies.
I enjoyed this 0ne Brian
Hugs
SueAnn
This is going into my top ten favorite Brian poems. Very intelligent and the feel of a classic tale.
Galileo, Galileo can you do the fandango?
man will be man...love this lol
Sorry to hear you're still not feeling too good, but you're still doing good work.
Wow you worked a lot in, Rome will always be around as long as that saying is at play
Lots of interesting references here and worked in so very well. You had my mind twisting and turning from Galileo to Rome to NFL tickets, and more. Sorry you're sick! Hope the fever goes away!
Sitting in the summer house feling mis and poorly.....but sooo cheered up by this glorious rant of apoem...big favourite Brian!!!
What a wonderful ramble through the head, the heart and mind of a cosmos man.
As a lifelong Bengals fan, I have to say that I am thrilled that the Bengals were actually mentioned in a blog post (though I certainly wish it was under better circumstances :)
Oh, a fevered poem. That's where it was coming from. Hope you're feeling better today, Brian. Although it's a cool poem... :-)
bigger than mine, but vision is not determined
by the size of your instrument
Priceless! The rest of the poem is as brilliant.
Hope you are feeling better Brian ~
I like the idea of finding the center, whether in the universe or in our everyday lives. This line also struck me: but vision is not determined
by the size of your instrument
See you later ~ Happy Tuesday ~
I got lost, Brian... but I hope that by the end you felt better....smiles.
Oh! You lost your marles? Excellent poem, Brian. Outside of the losing of the marbles, my favorite part was
Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth matters little
Wow Brian. Did the fever cause this humorous, irrational yet so enlightened poem? It's good you've lost your marbles. I think we see reality more clearly that way. Keep watching the stars. And hope you get better soon.
Clever and fun - I love how the ideas of many ideas come together and meet and clash and how inside one's one mind, the logic makes sense. I love that you think but do not mention the Tootsie Rolls. Excellent, my brother.
"enjoying each other's gravity..." loved the conversation and the ruminations here.
..ha..laughing at your fat lady... i guess i anticipated her presence here when i first saw the word Figaro... and that soprano thing you emphasized in your poems cover... and ha,, the medulla...how rare to see that appear in a poem... you better rest as your fever quite reflect in your piece today i find rhapsodic... smiles... and be well...
Hope you get to feeling better Poet...this little weave fits well with my headspace as of late...and I'm in dire need of some gravity...I burnt the soles of my feet reliving Rome's destruction...and they burn again every time she falls. Roll with the words, weaver...you do do it so well. (And thanks for the typo notice...my eyes are already bleeding!!)
You got the Fever
You're Hot
You can't be stopped!
Get well soon...G
Loved everything about this one, bri--from the neat comparisons and juxtapositions of concepts, history etc, to that hilarious but (for some of us) so sadly relevant conclusion(!).
I wonder if your fever affected your "conversation". ;)
I feel like a Hitchhiker. I have my towel so I am ready for anything.
Great wit and allusions here, a real journey through innerspace. I enjoyed your path through dimensions of thought.
Vision not determined by the size of your instrument - I like that! and oh, so true!
You haven't lost your marbles....that high fever has just scattered them a bit. heehee. I'm just kiddin' my love
O how I enjoyed it, you made it fit together in such a clever way.
Yikes, Brian - so sorry to hear that you are sick! Some of that feverish thinking and wit here - very clever. A lot of territory. How we jump and what comes up - Takes us up too.
I love a poem that can also read as a convo...
Nice write... btw size does matter bri. hahaha
So much in this to like... but the Freud stanza sticks out, and what matters is in the middle... so powerful.
Hope you get to feeling better soon, Brian.
just rest and get better!
Some brilliant lines here Brian. Loved all these references. Hope you're doing better soon man :)
Love the idea of you having a conversation with him...love that vision is not determined by the size of your instrument. :)
I hope you feel better..in my house we were sick for ten days with the flu :( Be well.
nice!
between "in the corner with little Jack Horner
discussing things we put our thumbs in" and that last stanza, super enjoyable brian
i think those marbles rolling off the edge clinched it as one your best for me, great continuity and tone ;-)
Beautiful write--and I love the last stanza esp--enjoying each other's gravity--just fabulous --
Feel better!
Most of us imagine what we would say to Freud, Richard Burton, Dwight Eisenhower, Hitler, Walt Disney. Had several smiles and chuckles with this one, sir. Did you ever find those marbles?
I so want a telescope someday :D
Great stuff Brian :)
you have not lost your marbles-- your marbles are circulating around the sun's elliptical poem patterns with Galileo. really great humorous read with a side of insight..thank you
oh! i love it when you wax scientific. :) there's so much i like about this one i don't know where to start.... from Galileo & Tesla to neurons to those awesome closing lines...
Reminds me in a scene from Marlowe's Faustus (and Goethe's too), where Faust and Mephistopheles talk up in the rafters of the universe (as Theater). Be careful of Galileo's echo--he chose to stay in the land of lies and wealth rather than escape across the border . . . and I believed something like the plague--a very bad cold--visited him too!
I like the easy wit, the weaving of old and new, things that don't seem to matter or mesh, but actually do, because this is life -- the intermingling of all we know into who we are. You have a gift, Brian, and it blesses me every time I visit. Sorry to learn you're ill. Hope you're back on your feet very soon!
Psst..Your fever started a conversation between a couple of star clusters. Just saying... very interesting conversation I might add. Loved it and hope you get well today.
Wow, such a fertile mind you have there, Brian. Love this one and particular the stanza about Rome never dying...we relive it, and there is no truth as evidenced in Galileos' inquisition. That stanza resonates. Great piece!
LOVE the enjoying each other's gravity bit. And this totally made me laugh:
"he's obviously been talking to Freud
who's in the corner with little Jack Horner
discussing things we put our thumbs in"
Fun write.
Super write Brian! I love the story you weave -- insightful as always!
Thank you my friend. -joanie
Interesting moment out of time. Peace, Linda
Ha, you forewarned me about Galileo, yes it's indeed like minds here.. :-) must be the pope. Yes this is very good Brian
The Marriage of Figaro is also called The Night of Madness and you might be having a bit of that here (or effects of your fever or the lost marbles!). Either way, it's great fun and quite clever. Hope you feel better.
Hope you're well soon. An amazing write.
Ah, so you have lost your marbles, too? Nice to know I'm in good company.
This is wonderful! It's one fun allusion after another. I hope you're feeling better soon.
there can be so much relief in singing out of the top of your longs, with loads of conviction
Figaro, Figaro, Fiiii-Ga-ROOOOO
interesting conversations you had today
Really good stuff here! I especially like this section:
"Ooo look a shooting star!"
i point at what is obviously a neuron,
which he reminds me is not polite
(pointing or thoughts?) all that matters
is what is
in the center, it seems
Very good!
didn't know you were not 100% my dearest
Great write dude! :-)
This was a very fun read. Like a fever dream. Clever. In all the best ways.
Freud in the corner with little Jack Horner, now that could be interesting...
well this is a journey into the centre...I guess that's what holds us all together in the long run. Very much enjoyed.
I've overheard many a similar conversation at... where else but... football matches... !
I love the cast of characters and the esoteric pursuits where the universe seems to sit on the head of a pin ... or a marble!
Somehow you knitted this all together in a way that tickles the imagination! Virtuoso performance in spite of (or because of ) fever! Fell better.
Haha... I've discovered I've lost my marbles as well, but I look to the stars to help me find them every night. Bit by bit one rolls my way and I can plink it back in my jar!
what a treat this was from start to finish! :<)
Okay, these poems give me trouble when words have meanings but are used for something else. I've learned not to take you literal. I like the relationship and contrasting personalities and comparisons of ages maybe and how we look at things. WHen it comes to matters of the deep, young or old, we all are eating tootsie pops, eh? Anyway, I like very much.
Do I sense a bit of feverish delirium, my man? Sounds like something I might have written in the 80s, and it was not a tootsie pop I'd eaten.
"Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth matters little"
love your words Brian, always
Thanks for giving me a laugh. Reading it felt like I'd just smoked something....
Great stuff Mr. Miller. I found this one highly entertaining and twill be worth another read in the morning with my coffee. Thanks for making this one.
Dream or nightmare? :)
"Galileo & i sit, legs over the edge of my medulla studying empty space seeking centric-ism"
Hi! Brian...
Thanks, for sharing the photo by Sweaty187...
Which compliment your poetic words as you take us[your readers] to the "outer core" and the "inner core" Of [your?] thoughts through your verse.
Brian, I wasn't aware Of the fact, that you are under-the-weather...[Try to get your fever-down and...Be well!]
deedee :(
Hi Brian,
I rather enjoyed this one and the opening hooked me into reading. Nice!
"Rome never died, we just relive it" - love this line
Also the final stanza, "enjoying each other's gravity" - awesome line.
Loving this subject. Galileo was incredible. :)
Seems some of this might be fever induced, ;) Brian, too many lines to quote that range from serious to hilarious. Excellent write.
Pamela
I really like this part:
"he's obviously been talking to Freud
who's in the corner with little Jack Horner
discussing things we put our thumbs in"
And this:
"Rome never died, we just relive it
in present tense & truth"
Big smiles for this:
"i point at what is obviously a neuron,
which he reminds me is not polite
(pointing or thoughts?)"
My favorite:
"so we sit
enjoying each others gravity"
Wow! Such a beautiful delirium! I laughed out loud at this:
""did you get the NFL tickets?"
he asks in a way that suggests deeper meaning
i am sure there is"
and in fact, I kept on laughing all along.
I love absurd, and you master it so well!
Absolutely brilliant..ROFL
Didn't your mother warn you about eating those mushrooms when you wandering about in the woods. Tsk!
for me, this is an instant favourite brian: toatally stand out and so effective in its seat. smart and quick, great refs and the way it all works with the humourous defusion, whilst still retaining edge: awesome piece of PO! a great read!
A delicious way to lose your marbles for sure ...hope you feel better soon.
Empty spaces could spark off a wonderful thought as this one....an engaging conversation in an open night!!
For the sake of your ART, you should get sick more often: this fever has helped you create something memorable. The point of view, sitting up there somewhere, legs dangling, is hugely entertaining and deep as well.
You indeed 'pulled the pin' this evening and through us a meteorite.
make that 'threw' please. Sorry. My typoes are going phonetically frenetic.
I love the playfulness with which you approach weighty problems of historical and philosophical significance. Really memorable!
A very droll encounter with some of the greats. Nice one, Brian!
Loved this from the first line..till the last word..the mind trip within that frame;)
What a great idea! I love it. Simple and lovely article.
oh i just love all the characters in this play...
I love this romp through history, science, whimsy, and pop culture! This is the most fun read I've had in quite a while!
A versatile piece that flits all the way from astronomy to philosophy to sports! wow! Love the last stanza.
Glad you had your marbles for a time. Lost again? I'm president of that Lost Marble Club (though I never joined!)
For me, this poem sports another titel--TWO titels? smile...
"Here There and Everywhere"
GooooD Write, Sir!
So much fun Brian - several LOL moments and all so wonderfully woven together.
Hope you're feeling better soon, boss :-)
Fever can be good for writing, I sometimes find Brian! Great mix of the funsome and the cerebral here and your ending is great. The ending of a poet with a mature voice - great stuff!
Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
Stunning
I liked the stroll in your imagination. I now have a cold and feel lousy...better days ahead for both of us.
This was fun to read :) Loved it :D
This was as falling into a good dream...a bit euphoric and spontaneous in what occurs but a sense of purpose and resolution to it as well. Lovely write Brian, always dig your vibe my friend. Send peace ~ Rose
There are so many themes - I have to reread your poem several times. I'd like to focus on the theme about finding our center - helio, geo, ego. Of these three, I rank the last one as the worst. Imagine if everyone's existence revolves around himself. Scary.
good job Thanks lot for this useful article, nice post
Your Figaro, a captivating write, Brian; really enjoyed reading several times...
Look like fevers don't dull your powers...
;)
PS. Feel better soon!
Back in the 70's I had lots of conversations with Nostradamus and Plato..but I haven't seen them much lately....
Saying that I love this piece. I love the shooting star neuron and the inference to "nic" Copernicus.
Your piece may have been fueled by fever (or hallucinagins) but it surely spoke to me.
Thanks...
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