Hello Again

Bob, , , , , 
Hello again.
The light from the lamppost reflecting off the rims 
Of your glasses.
As deep as a well in a fairy tale
The stars burn.
What have you been up to?
I spent the afternoon playing
Mini golf alone.
Sitting quietly listening to the sound of rain on the pavement
Play out its equivalence.
Airing out a bed sheet after calling off work
Turns devotional. 
And the waltzes before 6am. 
A cloudy cut of afternoon 
Along the railroad tracks
And a little rain just started.
If it gets worse, I’ll stand under
The viaduct for a while.
And the lack of meaning or too much meaning in the red leaves
Astonishes even into the cells and nerves 
When autumn fetches the hills. 
Like a ship
Parting with the night
Of a prowl 
Hardly stepping 
Of the sea
Till cloud-decked
With purpose.
Primitive loops of wind 
And rain and streetlight.
Over the railroad trestles
I walked since a kid
I’ve done this and picked field
For its lonesome. 
Heading home at dusk across a parking lot overrun
And left for potholes. 
Potholes are nature’s ingrown toenails.
Unless filled with rainwater. 
What could a gymnast do on the even bars?
Let’s begin with a mess, shall we?

23 thoughts on “Hello Again”

  1. This is really cool Bob. The nature of your poetry combined with the casual correspondence reveals… I dunno… something more. It adds a layer to understanding or seeing the poet and person… in a more full or altered light. I thoroughly enjoyed this.

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    1. Thanks John. Haha, yes the pot holes. There is an abandoned parking lot near me for a closed department store that the city is letting go, or letting it turn into a seagull and pigeon refuge area.

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  4. This comes to me, a reader, at a perfect time….this poem which is also a rap is in my mind alongside The Pharcyde’s Bizarre ll album from way back in the early to mid 90’s, a fun, rhythmic hip hop album that stays with me until today. I’m never sure when hip hop becomes rap but The Wu Tang Clan seem to have bridged the two with some gangsta rap thrown in there too and now I’m way off topic. Sorry about that.

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      1. I’m glad to hear someone doesn’t mind my tangents. HA! I suspect it will get worse as I get older. I did take ritalin (illegally) for a few years to offset what seemed to me to be ADHD, but I mixed it with booze which wasn’t a good idea and then I lost my connection and had no more ritalin and there were withdrawal symptoms.

        Anyhoo, yeh The Pharcyde is quite a bit different than The Wu Tang Clan. They’re kind of what I like to call hip hop neurotic as opposed to political and prophetic like the Wu Tang. Like that Pharcyde song PASSING ME BY…a nice song about unrequited love, so different than lyrics about banging bitches, but it’s all good to me.

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      3. I forget if i mentioned the Pharcyde song/video DROP. The video director did some crazy shit, had them moving backwards and rapping the lyrics backwards too. I’m still trying to figure it out, but anyway, another great song. Here’s the making of the video.

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  6. Hello Bob. This is fantastic. A letter from someone who has a keen eye for details (like in the second and third lines), and deems them worthy to note, to say, “hey, check this out, isn’t it neat?” Yep, those things are neat, and neat how you put them together. And how you end with a beginning 🙂

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  7. Love this, Bob! “Potholes are nature’s ingrown toenails”. I related to this as I read it after nearly popping the tires of my carpet cleaning van on a pothole this morning haha But the first three lines are really beautiful to me. I love the imagery of the reflection of light off the glasses. Thanks for sharing.

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