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Monday, May 23, 2016

THE HEART MOURNS (photomprh) & PRAYER TO DEEP SADNESS (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO DEEP SADNESS

help me to graciously take you in,
Sadness, as you rise again to fill
another day, for more and more
I question my reflexive urge
to flee at the first sight
of the shadow you cast ahead
realizing I cannot out run you
anymore than I could leave behind
my breath or heartbeat
and sense with a puzzling
certainty that all you truly require
if not an open armed welcome
is permission to simply be:
like a starved stray cat curled shivering
against the ribs surrounding my heart
unsure as yet if it's found a home


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-22-16. Sixth in a "Prayer to..." series, all posted here (Prayer to the sun, Prayer to the Haze, Prayer to Empty Moments, Prayer to An Other, and Prayer to Surrender) so just search by title (search box is in the upper left of this page) if you're interested. Photomorph "The Heart Mourns" (10-24-15 011v3m) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Sunday, May 22, 2016

VENA CAVA (photomorph) & ON GIVING IT UP (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


ON GIVING IT UP

the cop keeps trying
as I resist, to draw blood from
my femoral artery
hell, he's not a medical professional
but it seems they're short on help

and the thousands
of us gathered in this theatre
all need to be tested
guess it doesn't matter I drew a cop
as I don't trust authority of any stripe

however it seems there's nothing for it but to
give it up and let him plumb my heart's path


[two tanka and a two-liner on a dream of 5-21-16. Photomorph "Vena Cava" (11-24-15 053vm) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Saturday, May 21, 2016

MORPHANT MOON (photomorph) & FULL MOON BOQUET (non-dream haiku series) by Roswila


FULL MOON BOUQUET

the caged bird kisses his reflection full moon

* * * *

looking for space
to store the blankets
Moon When Ponies Shed

* * * *

my denim skirt
even looser
Moon of Making Fat

* * * *

a bare tree
against the full moon
more than enough joy


[1 monoku and 3 haiku, all about 15 years old. I woke up singing the song "Full Moon and Empty Arms" which is what made me think of the first 'ku. But as I went about selecting other moon 'kus I just could not stick with that sad mood. BTW, the second and third poems above reference American Indian names for the full moon under which they were written. And the moon is full today; Flower Moon being one American Indian name for it. (All of these 'kus of mine have appeared here before individually at various times, but many years ago.) Photomorph "Morphant Moon" (5-2-16 003v2g) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Friday, May 20, 2016

IN THE EYE OF GOD (photomorph) & PRAYER TO SURRENDER (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO SURRENDER

take me all unaware to that leap
or I will not go, give me no chance
to think it through, to insist on belief
or that it make a certain sense
nor that faith arrive in the nick of time
to offer its buoyancy to the falling

for I fear this deepest of all leaps
can only be white-knuckled:
one cutting breath,
a bunching of every muscle,
then a letting go over
the vast echoing edge

nothing before, nothing behind,
held only by what cannot be known,
'til even being held blows away
in the wind of the leap

and there's not one blessèd thing left
but what will be


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-20-16. Fifth in a "Prayer to..." series, all posted here (Prayer to the sun, Prayer to the Haze, Prayer to Empty Moments, and Prayer to An Other) so just use the search function in the upper left of this page, if you're interested. Photomorph "In the Eye of God" (12-8-15 002v3e) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

CLIMBING THE SKY (photo) & SEEN FROM AFAR (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


SEEN FROM AFAR

a hot summer's afternoon by the lake:

children clamber up the extremely high
vertical wood panels on two sides
of the dark water (how do they find
toe- and finger-holds for even their small
digits along the seams of the panels?)

as soon as several dark haired imps reach
the top they start shoving resistant
cud-chewing cows over into the water
from the sweltering mesa that surrounds
the paneled lake, jumping after the bovines
into the embracing water

when the sun starts to set, the dripping
wet cows begin a slow amble up
the long spiraling path around the lake
behind the panels, back to the mesa

even as the children climb the panels again
out of the water (no rock climbers more
impressive than they) to leap silently
once more like thoughts suddenly released,
back into the waiting water
that equally silently closes over them


[free verse poem on a dream of 5-18-16. Don't ask me, dunnoh what this one's about. At least not fully yet. I do have some thoughts but have a feeling I should release them and see what happens. Photo "Climbing the Sky" (4-21-16 024v3) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

LIFE ON THE GREAT ROUND (photomorph) & MERRY-GO-ROUND (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


MERRY-GO-ROUND

I wouldn't give a plug nickel
for even a lengthy round of rides
on that merry-go-round

all that endless circling past
the same old same old territory
while straining to grab the prize of yet
another golden ring just out of reach,
well, it's just too much for this old lady

and yet, and yet, the singing in the blood,
the bursts of laughter, the ageless light
that flashes, over and over,
out of the shadows
into the dizzying circling

and best, the beast between the legs,
moving smoothly up and down

ah, yes, the beast:
unicorn or lion,
leopard or rooster,

well worth an overflowing bucket
of plug nickels for even
one more breathless ride


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-17-16. Photomorph "Life on the Great Round" (5-2-16 003v2f) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

THREE WISHES (photomorph) & INCUBUS (free verse poem tangential to a dream) by Roswila


INCUBUS

the genie's out of the bottle now,
it's too late to stuff him back
and toss him into the sea

and even if I could, why bother?
the two wishes he's already granted
cannot be reversed ... hm, maybe
that's how I should use the one wish
I have left: that this second wish
that tortures me with the unforeseen way
it was fulfilled should just vanish,
returning my life to where it was
before I wished it

no, no, any wish at all's a terrifying
proposition when the result of the last
one possesses me like a demon lover,
visiting me day and night, leaving me
exhausted and even more lonely
only to promptly rebound,
an incubus stirred up from the silt
deposited by the imaginings
and projections that rush
through me in such hot floods

yes, it definitely behooves me now
(that is, if my brain hasn't been melted
down by all this bottled up passion)
to keep that old expression in mind
like a flashing neon sign:
be careful what you wish for,
you just might get it


[free verse poem tangential to a dream of 4-30-16. Photomorph "Three Wishes" (4-21-16 022v3h) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Monday, May 16, 2016

SEEDS OF DESIRE (photomorph) & HORNY (on a dream) by Roswila


HORNY

shaking her head my stepmother says, no, those long
thick bone growths on either side of your hips/waist
(that look like the curving arms of a captain's chair)
are nothing to worry about, totally harmless she says

well, she's not the one walking around with them,
having to angle sideways through doors and sit
only on armless chairs or benches, not to mention
they give others too much of a handle on me

research I do online suggests herbal applications
so I try the one most mentioned in holistic literature,
the name of which I forget when it doesn't work
and just sit there resting my elbows on these odd
bony horns, pondering this newest body problem

the next application I try, one suffused with peaches,
slowly but surely eliminates the left side arm/bone,
the right takes more work and an extra strength
mix of the sweet smelling peach preparation
but it, too, eventually vanishes

what a relief! and yet at the same time I miss
those handy bars on which to rest my tired arms,
arms achy from desire's urgent reaching out,
and, worse, the pain of coming up empty


[written on a dream of 5-15-16. Photomorph "Seeds of Desire" (4-21-16 003v6) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Sunday, May 15, 2016

LET'S PUT OUR HEADS TOGETHER (photo) & THE KEY (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THE KEY

lazing behind their desks
in the office they try to talk her
into cooperating,
into to giving up the key she's hiding
as she claims no one has a right to it

that's just plain silly,
I think, because without that key
no one's able to get at the back log
of paper work that's theirs to do

it's also quite dumb
that they're sitting around being so
laid back about it,
so I plant myself squarely in front
of the woman and demand the key

"Give the key to me so I can have copies made,"
I say to her, clearly not brooking any disagreement

she gets very flustered and hands it over,
arguing it's not the way things should be done

I think, but don't bother to add as I walk off,
"It's actually a matter of priorities,

what matters more: how things should be done?
or, that what needs to be, does get done?"


[three tanka and four two-liners on a dream of 5-14-16. Photo "Let's Put Our Heads Together" (3-1-14 002v2) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

STRIKING POSES (photo) & BRANCHES (dream narrative) by Roswila


BRANCHES

when I finally reach Dad late at night by cell
to find out how he's doing home alone in this storm
it's clear he's been drinking, a fact I note with a sad
passing sigh and go on to listen to his anxious
questioning of my whereabouts

I tell him I'd been taking down trees that the storm
was about to topple anyway, me, just muscling
them over in all that wet and dark and wind,
adding that at least my doing it first meant
there was some control over where
the three trees would crash

Dad's anxiety goes up a notch as he asks
if it was legal to shove those trees over myself,
instead of letting the storm do it;
I assure him they were just about to topple
anyway, and only he and I know I did it,
so it's really a non-issue

he's not much mollified as I go on to describe
the trees now flattened into the rain soft ground:
two southwestern types and the third, a huge
dark, spreading, northeastern beauty,
the first rough trunk I'd had to shove,
the hardest to budge, and the one
whose silhouette against a sunset I'll miss most

I describe how the three trees looked just before
I'd started shoving them over by flashes
of lightning: like a huge brain scan, neural branch
after neural branch of connections crisscrossing
each other, live wires firing up as the storm's
energy rushed instantly through them

Dad grunts lightly, I've lost his interest as usual
when I wax poetic, and we say our good-byes;
as I close my old flip top cell I chew over a wish
that I could as readily make an end to those
deeply tangled brain branches of my own,
those neural pathways grown and reinforced over
a lifetime that fire up at the slightest fear,
burning out whatever new connections
I've been building, yet one more time


[narrative on a dream of 5-13-16. "Dad" was my actual father in the dream. He was an alcoholic, and Dad was what I called him. Photo "Striking Poses" (5-2-16 009v3) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Friday, May 13, 2016

SUN STONE (photomorph) & GATHERING IN (dream inspired free verse poem) by Roswila


GATHERING IN

warming as always under the tutelage
of her bright smile I say "Yes, I agree,
teaching is where your heart clearly is"

our conversation winds down and I leave
the sun of her presence for poolside,
where I watch the surface of the water
rippling like laughter

I slip into a light doze in which I ask
the water where my own heart lives
"Hearts reconnect what perception
tears apart," it replies, "you live
to gather in the lost threads of metaphor"

a sudden breeze stirs me awake
and spins a large white rubber ball
across the surface of the water,
its shadow twin sliding smoothly
beneath it along the pool bottom
like a deep intuition


[free verse poem, inspired by a conversation and subsequent dream in an afternoon doze, written 5-12-16. Photomorph "Sun Stone" (3-28-16 001v2n) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

IN THE LOOKING GLASS (photomorph) & PRAYER TO AN OTHER (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO AN OTHER

there's a truth that we often find
our best mirrors in other folk, but
for once let me, like some ancient
vampire, not be able to see myself
and only find in the looking glass
what I've yet to explore about you:
a treasure laid down in layers
like mother of pearl,
beauty's response to pain,
a treasure I can only now approach
with the long ephemeral fingers
of images, buried as it is
by my own reflection


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-11-16. The fourth in a series of "Prayer to..." poems. (If you'd like, you can read the recently posted "Prayer to the Sun," "Prayer to the Haze," and "Prayer to Empty Moments.") Photomorph "In the Looking Glass" (5-2-16 003v2b) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

SKY HUNGER (photo) & THE SHOPPING TRIP (dream narrative) by Roswila


THE SHOPPING TRIP

all she wanted was to buy a few, select
healing herbs that used to be sold here

but all she finds in this mall-like basement space
are things she can't have, like that devilishly enticing
junk food (the exact opposite of healing and natural)

or the bottle of rose cologne she's holding in her hand
but will return to the shelf on the way out (too many
folk where she lives are allergic to perfumey scents,
no matter she really desires this particular one)

or the intriguing sisal rug offer in which she'd create
the design and they would replicate it in the weave
(too expensive at $60 an hour, and she doesn't need
another cover that will only trip her up,
no matter it's uniqueness)

maybe it's time to stop searching, it's all too clear
the healing herbs she seeks aren't available here now,
and all she's doing as she wanders, refusing to give up
even as her arthritic knees begin to ache, is agitating
appetite after appetite that's better not met

and maybe that's the healing to be found
in this frustrating trip: an affirmation
that despite what she craves, she will no longer
satisfy hungers that ultimately cost too much


[narrative on a dream of 5-10-16. Photo "Sky Hunger" (4-21-16 014v3a) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

* * * *
until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post)
; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

NIGHT HUNGERS (photo) & AGING'S MAGIC (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


AGING'S MAGIC

my current best friend
laughs with me as I hear of
Unca* bike riding:
90+ and shrunk small enough
to easily pedal a child's tricycle!

my laughter's peppered
with more than a bit of awe
at aging's magic:
even my always acerbic,
alcoholic uncle's been mellowed

returned to a time that perhaps never even
graced his hard life: the freedom to wander

and under his own steam, not at the beck and call
of that sense of duty laid down before he had a choice

duty that secretly soured him young and that he wielded
unknowingly like a bludgeon in his attitudes

my friend asks if the plans I'd made to visit him
back a while ago are still in the works

I say, no, it's no longer necessary now,
old age has done what no conversation could:

brought the playful child to the fore
of the endlessly bitter man,

opening a way for him to love,
and, just as important, to be loved


[mixed format poem on a dream of 5-9-16. *Unca = the nickname I'd had for the actual (now deceased) Uncle in this dream, before we became estranged. This is one of those dreams that just doesn't stop unfolding for me in different ways. Layer after layer. Most impactful, what it says to that part of me that has long recognized the similarity of my struggle to his. And the hope it offers. Photo "Night Hungers" (4-21-16 022v3e) by Roswila]

PLEASE NOTE: in most browsers you can click on the above image for a larger version. Also, the photo accompanying a post is not necessarily meant to illustrate it, but to reflect some small, even slant aspect of the verse, similar to Japanese haiga (illustrated haiku).

There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.