Sunday, August 21, 2011


...or the lack of both. This poem seems to demonstrate the lack. The > Language > Place Blog Carnival's theme this month is Individuation/Assimilation. I'm a little late to join the carnival this time, but thought I'd post this anyway. Maybe next month.

rush hour

stepping out of line
from a nameless crowd
and losing my place -
socially extrinsic

waste by-product of a
selfish generation
my speech is drunkenness
my sickness self-inflicted
coughing up anger chunks
intoxicating and toxic
ineffectual smears

driving exhaust-fumed freeways
with backward exit signs
slapping laughing faces
belligerently – just like them

groping for wisdom, but
babbling into empty ears
they see I’m lost
nakedness turned inside out
shame and weakness
bead up like sweat

they’re indifferent, and
I’m too tired
or maybe lazy
damned dyslexia

Loop 610's bridge over the Houston Ship Channel, obviously not during rush hour. To me this bridge reminds me of a giant serpent slithering across the landscape. Rush hour traffic gives it the illusion of movement. This pic was taken on a Sunday morning.

This is Beltway 8's bridge over the same ship channel. It makes me think of an invading Roman army. It's a toll bridge, so the traffic's not usually too heavy. This pic was taken during evening rush hour.

Here's a view of the east side of downtown, from 610's bridge. I live between the two bridges, but closer to 610.


Sue said...

As always, your pics and words blow me away. I've given up poetry for a while. Doing a lot of prose writing.

bluerose said...

Hi Sue! Sorry it took me so long to reply. Yeah, go where your muse takes you. You're doing great with your prose!

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

My muse is taking me into fiction, too, but I love these, these words really speak to me, and the images, too, Super!

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

(I'm working on a novel for NaNoWri Mo, which I am planning now and will start actually writing writing November 1.

Your pictures are so evocative of traffic and rushing and being overwhelmed.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

We're driving cross country now and those upsetting scenes look so familiar!!!!!

bluerose said...

Acck! You have my sympathy, Mary, I'd hate to be stuck in traffic on my vacation. I hope your trip gets a lot better.

Sorry it took so long to reply. My internet is having problems. I'll be going on vacation next week, but, fortunately, I'll be flying instead of driving.

I'm looking forward to reading what you come up with for NaNoWri Mo. I've heard of it. I like to think that some day I might try it, but right now, I don't know anything about how to write a book.