Short Poems #4 (Pictures and a Video of Low Quality)

Bob, , , , 
Curvature 

Butterfly wings
And gravity wells.


Symbolism 

Before there were stars, before luggage, 
Before there were poems. Poetry whistles π.


Lunch

The same bread and poem sandwich.


Wager 


On chance and beauty, rooftop alliterations, naïve symphonies,
The words that thread the here and there,

To gambol, dangling like a comet over a telekinetic city, 
On what the poem is to wear and how to seed its fusion, its gravity, 

To travail profound enthusiasm over the city fields in moon-red footsteps.  


Up To My Neck in Stars 

It's wonderful
How it fidgets

An anticipation especially in the feet
That the heart can't fail

An anticipation especially in the feet
That the heart is full
And ready for more

Old grain mills, now abandoned. It’s an interesting place to wander around.

You can walk around inside, though are are not supposed to.

This is the bottom of a storage silo. The grain would pour out of here.

You can climb in from bottom. This is a view from the inside where the grain was stored. It makes for a remarkable echo chamber.

This is a poor quality video. And it sounds so much better in person.

It’s takes a few hours, but it’s a nice bike ride to Niagara Falls from where I live.

Me and my youngest, looking for driftwood along the Niagara River. Across the river is Canada.

16 thoughts on “Short Poems #4 (Pictures and a Video of Low Quality)”

  1. Wow, Bob. What an amazing collection! I read the poems and then I looked at the photos and watched the video and then I read the poems again. Somehow the poems became clearer to me after the visual stimulus. I love “Lunch”, and am particularly taken with the middle line of “Wager”. I love the ideas even although I cannot quite sew them together. How the title is “wager” but how you use the word “gambol” not “gamble”. Such playful interconnecting of ideas. What a poem most wear… And “Up to my neck in stars” is such a cool title. And then that intriguing almost repetition “an inticipation especially in the feet…” really brings the final stanza home. This post was a real journey. I loved the echoes in the video. Fabulous.l

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    1. Thank you! I didn’t really set out to connect the ideas, just kind of lay them our there. I choose gamble, just because i like the idea of a dance, of being on your toes. I wonder if gambol and gamble are related etymologically? I’m glad you like the pictures and video, I usually don’t include any. And that they helped to make the poems clearer.

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  2. What an eye opener, your foray into video: the zany antics of the song, quite a good one actually, and the haunting one inside the echo chamber of the grain storage area. Love the photos tooesp the one of the graffitied storage pillars: we spent some time in Niagara while we were over in the States with my daughter’s ice skating; I want one of those bread and poem sandwiches 🙂

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    1. Thanks John! I wish the video was a bit clearer. It really is cool to stand inside on of those old mills and listen to the echos. The song was a favorite of mine when I was younger. And I still like it a lot. Brings back memories. The graffiti, of course, I enjoy too. That’s cool that you had the chance to see the Falls. Glad you liked this one, I was a bit nervous posting pictures. Bread and poem sandwiches…. all you need to keep you going.

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  3. A wonderful collection of short poems and wonderful adventure. So interesting to see the old abandoned grain mills. There’s something about old abandoned structures like those that draws me in, all the stories and history they hold mysteriously in their silence as nature and time grow on them. So glad to see the pictures and video of your adventure with your youngest! Did you bike all the way to Niagara falls?

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    1. Thanks Nolsen! I agree, and I really like how you summed it up, “, all the stories and history they hold mysteriously in their silence as nature and time grow on them,” That really sums it up. Me and my youngest, we go every year looking for driftwood. We have quit the collection. Yes, I’ve ridden my bike to Niagara Falls a bunch of times. It’s really not that bad of a ride. And when you get there, the view is worth it.

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      1. That is so cool, just imagining an adventure like that riding a bike to get to see such a wonderful view. I enjoy biking, its so wonderful especially in a scenic area. Wishing you and your family well Bob, Have a great weekend!

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  5. You’ve done it again Bob combining the stars and plant roots in the same sentence with “Butterfly wings And gravity wells” and the gravity in the photo where the “grain would pour out” combines the words with the photo. Thanks for sharing all of the photos of your adventure and your son too!

    The last lines are like acupuncture to me with the feet impacting the mind in the way you say, “in the feet That the heart is full” and the title adds even more – “Up to my neck in stars” as if there is no limit to how high we can go which is great news because sometimes it seems the same as far as how low we can go or get in terms of mood and dark thoughts.

    All the photos and your video are so authentic and inspiring. I’m tempted to walk out of my routine walk today and hopefully discover something new.

    I’ve never heard the song or the band, but I’m reminded of a mix of Pavement and Mercury Rev and I like it.

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    1. Thanks Steve! I’m glad you liked the photos and are inspired to do some exploring. Depends on how you look at it, good or bad, Buffalo has lots of abandoned structures. It’s good for me, I really like exploring them. Built to Spill is right there with Pavement and Mercury Rev. I listened to all those bands in the 90’s, and still do. I’m glad you liked Up to my neck in stars. Just a connection for me to everything out there. Big and small.

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