The Grass May Be Dead.

The Grass May Be Dead.

A Poem by Brandon Wesley Mckay
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Thoughts on travel, choices, and the people that spew advice in tired catchphrases.

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If I had banged my head against a wall
for every time I had heard,
In completely thoughtless retorts
that empty phrase...
The grass is always greener
on the other side. 
....well. 
I doubt I would have a head to bang anymore. 
I am not a fan of blanket statements. 
(which, I am aware is a blanket statement)
I have moved more times than I can count. 
Each destination different than the last.
Every one of those locals...
Unique in geography,
Unique in population,
Unique in smell. 
The best Barbeque I have ever eaten was in Edisto.
The most wondrous view of a sunset I have ever seen
rests near a horse nursery in Murphy. 
I've watched animated storm clouds
tethered together by lightening
in sweaty, humid Orlando. 
But I wouldn't want to live there. 
I have moved to more places than I can count, 
and I will undoubtedly move some more. 
Don't mistake me not having found what I 'm looking for
to mean that I will never find what I am looking for.
True, there are problems everywhere. 
Perhaps there are new problems I haven't seen before. 
True, there are a******s everywhere. 
Perhaps there are new genres of a******s! 
Perhaps I myself am an a*****e, 
and my particular tribe waits for me,
having yet to be found. 
Have we considered that some yards, some fields...
have no grass at all?
There are expanses of canvas stretched and waiting, 
waiting for something new to be painted there. 
Have we considered that the grass might be overrun by weeds?
What if I don't want to be a ficus? 
What if I want to be a palm? 
Or an evergreen? 
"The grass is always greener on the other side."
Silly people. 
Silly phrases. 
Silly lack of wanderlust. 
Home, 
for some, 
is the outstretched horizon. 
The lines on their hands, a roadmap
to a place they finally fall into 
in exhaustion, 
happy they made the trek,
saying finally.
"This will do just fine."
  

© 2015 Brandon Wesley Mckay


Author's Note

Brandon Wesley Mckay
occasionally regretting I do not own a Volkswagon Bus

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Holy s**t this has to be one of my favorite poems ever. Love the detailed memory of each place and the last four stanzas especially. Has a total nomadic feel to it and was really well-written

Posted 7 Years Ago


Brandon Wesley Mckay

7 Years Ago

That is one hell of a compliment! Thank you so much! This piece has been somewhat divisive, it would.. read more
Cindy Marietta

7 Years Ago

Haha, no problem! I think it's brilliant! Blanket statements --> People need to learn to be more exp.. read more
favorite lines:
and my particular tribe waits for me
waiting for something new to be painted there
what I like most about this is that it is redemptive...a spark of hope
well painted Brandon


Posted 7 Years Ago


Brandon Wesley Mckay

7 Years Ago

Always a spark of hope,
No matter where we find ourselves.
Thank you very much.
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dan
Brandon, the conversational style used in your piece gives it the right tone, won't let one stop reading and won't let go. Some of the lines of text are so smooth that it makes the reader feel like the reader will not stop reading this. This piece gets me aware of how smoothly or badly the tone really is the rhythm that the reader will the reader to keep reading; really nicely done. I'm new here on WC and am still figuring the site out, finding my way to fit right in. I'll be reading more of your stuff later on. Thanks for letting me in to your writing style. take care...riki

Posted 7 Years Ago


Brandon Wesley Mckay

7 Years Ago

Having never been a fan of rhyming in my own work, I usually avoid it....with some exception. Instea.. read more
dan

7 Years Ago

Brandon, My dad's the only sir in my life. riki or dan (my real name) is fine. Thanks for the welcom.. read more
Brandon Wesley Mckay

7 Years Ago

This is an old habit. My friends and I refer to everyone as sir or mam, even in heated arguments wit.. read more
The grass is greener where you water it. I enjoyed this read, I particularly loved:
"Home, 
for some, 
is the outstretched horizon. 
The lines on their hands, a roadmap
to a place they finally fall into 
in exhaustion, 
happy they made the trek,
saying finally.

"This will do just fine."

Felt a great sense of relief, good job!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Brandon Wesley Mckay

7 Years Ago

Thank you oodles. I do appreciate it. And glad the ending hit you the way it did.

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Added on January 22, 2015
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Tags: travel, wanderlust, home

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Brandon Wesley Mckay
Brandon Wesley Mckay

Charlotte, NC



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Hiya. I'm a guy with his hands dipped in a bunch of creative outlets. I have done some things. I am trying to do more things. After some failed collaborative projects, I am focusing more on storytelli.. more..

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