BrooksLooks @ Crash and Burn

Crash and Burn
Brooks Bradbury

maybe when
you crash and burn
you’ll come back again
and maybe you’ll learn
some lessons then
like life’s rewards
are what you earn
what your gifts afford
when you discern
it was never about you
what’ll you do,
when you crash and burn?

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BrooksLooks @ The One Left Behind

The One Left Behind
Brooks Bradbury

in pondering
a person’s soul
male and female
generally each
a role
nonetheless
each bears its toll

present day issues
of gender transition
present new ways
to help brave souls
in painful positions
but the point
i really wish to make
is that we stop
and give the other
a break

in this dance
of husbands and wives
sometimes one must lead
sometimes one is left behind
it isn’t easy to play either part
so much to learn
while living lives
together heart to heart

understanding
a person’s soul
and its hidden,
painful sides
we can learn about the other
when ego collides
let us celebrate our
human connections
and stop doing
what divides

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BrooksLooks @ A Poem for You

A Poem for You
Brooks Bradbury

arriving
in a digital dimension
neither of us
knowing the other
perhaps you wonder
what you’ll discover
me, i’m grateful for
your attention

for these simple
moments in time
as you consider
an unknown rhyme
for i, a bridge of poetry
to an unknown you
sweet and sublime
crossing over
with a human view

in time you find
what i’ve revealed
and what’s been hidden
long since steeled
a poet conveys
in obscure ways
perhaps in time
and clad in rhyme

if your uninspired eyes
glaze and shift
all i desired,
before you go,
is to share
with you
my simple gift

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BrooksLooks @ Appalachian Eyes

Cataloochee ValleyAppalachian Eyes
Brooks Bradbury

trails of tears
on native face
amid the beauty
of their home place

for what they’ve left
by force, deceived
native souls
so long aggrieved

it’s over now
their joys unrightly mine
as i’ve come to know
native peace, in time

their spirits linger on here
i feel them all around
when it rains in Appalachia
Cherokee tears pour down

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BrooksLooks @ Common Thread

Common Thread
Brooks Bradbury

the greatest gen
came along and next
begat the boomers
who begat gen x

gen x’ers begat gen y’ers
who in turn begat gen z
then alphas and betas
outliers a mystery to me

every gen thinks it’s better
and the next is never the same
gens never really see eye to eye
in life’s generational game

selfie sticks and sexting pics
and the like are pretty lame
though peace signs, communes
and love-ins were pretty much the same

as long as we keep having new gens
there’s hope for our species ahead
the only common thread seems to be
each gen has been good in bed

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BrooksLooks @ Marketing to Millennials

Marketing-to-Millennials

Marketing to Millennials
Brooks Bradbury

wonder if my grandparents
had the sense of humor
to sign up for a seminar
on marketing to the boomer

like the greatest gen and boomers,
gens x and sweet gen z
alphas and beta late bloomers
always another gen’ coming along, or so it seems to me

in between selfies and sexting texts
who knows what they will buy
i’d rather sell to the boomers
than take my chances on gen y

maybe we’ll sell them something at last                                                                                             and save our best advice for the millenial
maybe they’ll surprise us and take it
i wonder if any will

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BrooksLooks @ The American Dream

The American Dream
Brooks Bradbury

i woke up
from the American dream
things no longer
what they seemed

what was right
and proper then
just relics now
from way back when

human kindness
in short supply
and people cry
impoverished, why?

how did things turn
so far around?
to a time we delight
in tearing others down

there must be a place
like the ones i once knew
now they’re only a
a dreamscape view

i woke up
from the American dream
but i’m going back to bed now
if i don’t sleep
i’ll scream

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BrooksLooks @ Gratitude’s Late Arrival

GRATITUDE’S LATE ARRIVAL
Brooks Bradbury

you’ll never know the price we paid
to get you where you are
you’ll never know what it took
to bring you along this far

so if your lack of gratitude
is some strange way of giving back
we’ll check the rear view mirror
until your attitude’s back on track

we will love you from a distance
as we have for all these years
in time you’ll learn life’s lessons
of pain and loss and tears

and when you finally show gratitude
for all that’s been done for you
we hope you learn what real love means
before a karmic bill comes due

farewell my child we let you go
it’s your life to lead ahead
may your dreams all come sweetly true
may you know the horseshit you’ve been fed

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BrooksLooks @ All That’s Left

20160818_160341.jpgALL THAT’S LEFT
Brooks Bradbury

in time we sip the finest wines
meet the wisest souls
linger in love’s sweet bouquet
avoid the rocky shoals

the tide may try to pull us under
life may wrack and gnaw and grind
until finally we discover
the battle waged within the mind

mountains scaled, a life fulfilled
time adds up and memory scatters
i realize now it’s all distilled
into what really matters

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BrooksLooks @ When Things Die

WHEN THINGS DIE
Brooks Bradbury

i’ve thought a lot about death of late
how life and lives are so finite
how it’s best to leave dead things alone
a focus on living, only seems right

oh we can try to resuscitate them
if there’s even a shred of life left
but I’d rather leave dead things alone
leaving grieving bereft

what else in our lives may soon come to an end?
what do i behold just this one time?
i cherish each one for i know time is short
and karma’s glacial pace sublime

i let it go, sanctifying the space
knowing something better may take its place
perhaps i can really let dead things be
savoring each sweet memory

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BrooksLooks @ Innkeepers (again)

INNKEEPERS
Brooks Bradbury

innkeepers are kind of invisible
ever since “no room at the inn”
but i can tell you they’re very real people
with plenty of love within

they might make toilet paper pointy
place parsley on plates just so
they might learn a few things about us
perhaps more than we want them to know

but they get up early and stay up late
seems like they schmooze all day
i might want to become one myself
do you think it could ever pay?

they all seem so nice and smiley
like they live in some fairytale world
do they go home and scream at the dog?
do all of their dishes get hurled?

i can’t imagine life without innkeepers
no one ever cared more about me
without their heart-felt gracious service
what would a different world it would be

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BrooksLooks @ Redneck Strong

REDNECK STRONG
Brooks Bradbury

up to my ankles in horseshit
i’ve got bills piled up to my ears
truck payment’s due tomorrow
jest drank m’ last six beers
but I git along

the repo man’s got my number
he’s already heard my sad tune
guess i’ll pawn me somethin’ tomorrow
long as he gits paid by noon
redneck strong

i can find ‘seng in these hollers
them choppers cain’t find my weed
i can turn corn into dollars
on land i work ‘til I bleed
and keep comin’ back at ye’

so raise a glass kiss m’ confederate ass
we’ll be the ones survivin’
strongest souls i ever know’d
lives right here and they’s thrivin’
in Appalachia

Refrain:

i got a year of deer meat in th’ freezer
got a yard full o’ cut ‘n split wood
i got a whole war’s worth of ammo
and my survivin’ skills ‘r damn good
on land where my forefathers stood
it’s here in these hollers i belong
here i can live, redneck strong

you might not like our point of view
best proceed at yer own peril
redneck nation still stands strong
y’ain’t got us over some barrel
there’s more here than meets the eye

  1. we understand work and makin’ our pay
    we know if we don’t
    then we aint eatin’ that day
    and i can fix anything that don’t work
    or at least i’ll damn well try

so best think about what it means
when you call someone that name
cuz we damn well earned it
you’ll never know what we overcame
redneck my ass, right back at ye’

seems we got a whole country
that’s hell bent on dyin’
smartest souls i ever know’d
lives right here and they’s thrivin’
in Appalachia

Refrain:

i’ll never let ’em git me
never let ’em come for my guns
just biding my time
git’n along just fine
we don’t call 911
here in these hollers is where i belong
livin’ the dream, redneck strong

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Redneck Hot Tub

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BrooksLooks @ Religion Collision

RELIGION COLLISION
Brooks Bradbury

sparks commence
poor children cry
amid religion’s divisions
and people die

doctrine seems to matter
more than some lives
what if we disagree
so nobody dies?

what if we gave
just a smidgen
invoking
no religion?

keep faith
free of paradox
giving peace
to each other
instead of gored ox

sitting smug in our pews
are we tolerant of views
that are foreign
free of derision
beyond religion

intolerance’ off-spring
came home to roost
laser-guided reminders
evil is loosed

militant jihadists
dreams will comes true
when death is the goal
the drones on you

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BrooksLooks @ Soft as Silver

SOFT AS SILVER
Brooks Bradbury

soft as silver’s
lustrous shine
quiet moments
i call mine

each a gift
here just in time
peace arrives
in an addled mind

let me stay here
my soul serene
jar me not
from micro-dream

in my temp-oasis
beyond life’s din
i realize now
the state i’m in

no doubt a place
i know little well
a fragile silence
a golden spell

in an instant snap
the spell is done
life returns
back on the run

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BrooksLooks @ Slàinte

Slàinte
Brooks Bradbury

there are matters in a lifetime
we never seem to mend
like broken hearts and let-downs
or when good things have to end

so we leave the hurts behind us
and move on down the road
our hearts grow stronger as we go
lighter with each one we unload

life goes on–it’s all we can say
new joys arrive nearly every day
our live’s are richer for all we’ve known
and souls we’ve touched along the way

in the end we’ll focus on good things
no regrets shall have their due
we’ll recollect only good things
when our old lives fade from view

and if you’re at my final service
raise the whisky in your glass
celebrate our lives well lived
you critics can kiss my ass

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BrooksLooks @ Sanctuary

SANCTUARY
Brooks Bradbury

Lord deliver me
from lame poetry
from cloying phrases
that are sickly sweet
don’t quite rhyme
miss the beat

Lord spare me from mediocrity
especially the over-wrought
terse trite verse
what could be worse?

Lord deliver me
from lame poetry
from admonishing verses
that look down from on high
to us heathen souls
who live and die

Lord deliver me
from lame poetry
instead give me poems
that move my soul
that shake my bones
that rock and roll
that ask the questions
i may never frame

Lord delivery me
from poems
(including my own)
that are lame

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BrooksLooks @ Me and You

ME AND YOU
Brooks Bradbury

his step unslowed
his shoulders unbowed
his eyes still azure blue
he feels the passing years go by
as finite days come into view
a Sisyphus pushing
against time, defiant
he strains to move
the rock of age
his strength grows weaker
the rock more giant

her step unslowed
her back unbowed
her beauty still shines through
though she knows the toll
that life can take
and what’s been lost
in it’s swirling wake

two hearts beat on
against time’s tide
with scars incurred
from a wild ride
kindred souls
through time
and space
approach the golden stretch
of their human race

they know each other
forever true
all they have
invested
in their sacred trust
me and you

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BrooksLooks @ Knowing the Difference

To Adrien and John,
On your Wedding Day
Brooks Bradbury

it’s only when we live enough
to know our soul’s true place
that we come to know the difference
‘tween each false and friendly face

in time we find a place like home
a place to make a stand
finally safe at home at last
life reveals its master plan

you’ve known some roads plenty rough crooked ones from there to here
you’ve lived enough
through joyful times
and when you fought back every tear

you realize they’re behind you now
life’s back up to speed
it’s your soul, your family
that are all you really need

take strength in family provenance
find strength in all our love
we’ve never been more proud of you
as you go forth, rise above

there are quirks in every family
relatives who understand odd
we all mean well in reality
smile and pleasantly nod

it’s only when we live enough
to know our soul’s true place
that we come to know the difference
‘tween each false and friendly face

in time we find our home at last
the place we’re meant to be
it’s clear you’re here, the past long past
today we celebrate you and your new family

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BrooksLooks @ Blind Spots

BLIND SPOTS
Brooks Bradbury

i get a sense of blind spots
or at least where i think they might be
and i realize there are dimensions
in life, many i never see

blind spots beyond the senses
we neither taste nor touch nor feel
hidden places remain unclear to us
though i’m certain they’re quite real

like dark matter and black holes
only scientists comprehend
perhaps these blind spots
are where our imperfections lie
just around the bend

imagine what we could all become
if all was clear and true
how much broader our existence
if our blind spots came into view

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BrooksLooks @ January 1919

January 1919
Brooks Bradbury

There’s a bit of bacon in the teeth
And the mud is squelchin’ soft beneath
A pullin’ out of Couddes in the rain.
The same stone street in the same damn way
With the same dead drill to do today,
A hikin’ outer Couddes in the rain.

It’s light packs, helmets and gas masks too,
With a drinkin’ Sarge to drive each of us through;
Soldierin’ outside Couddes in the rain.
I’d give my shirt for a decent smoke,
I’m tired and I’m stinkin’, wet and broke,
A drillin’ outside Couddes in the rain.

There’s slum to-night and my feet are sore,
Why ain’t I gettin’ my mail no more?
Squad’s eastin’ beyond Couddes in the rain;
The poplar’s black agin the sky,
The Skipper’s cursin’ God knows why
I’m pluggin’ outside Couddes in the rain.

A long hike home when the day is done,
The mist may lift and we’ll see the sun,
A comin’ back to Couddes in the rain,
I’ll bum a bottle of rhum to-nite,
And a little brunette to treat me right,
A comin’ out of Couddes in the rain.

© Copyright 1921 Brooks Bradbury
[ Coudes is a commune in the Puy‑de‑Dôme department in Auvergne in central France. My grandfather, Brooks Bradbury, wrote this poem while stationed there during World War I.]

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