Roswila's Dream & Poetry Realm

Dreamku/Tanka/Monoku with Digital Photos/Art; Other Poetry; more...

~ * "Wisdom begins in wonder." Socrates ~ *

SEE ALSO: ROSWILA'S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL (with The Found Tarot) and ROSWILA'S TAIGA TAROT (deck-in-progress) and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT (Roswila's photos, from realism to abstract)

Sunday, May 24, 2015

NOTHING BUT BONES (photomorph) & TOO MUCH TOO SWALLOW (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila]


TOO MUCH TO SWALLOW

she's clearly quite weak
and unhealthfully skinny
I prepare a meal
for her of a cookie crumbled
in a small cup of applesauce

even so, she can only swallow
a very tiny amount at a time

she turns her head away after only
a couple rather skimpy mouthsful

I tell her I understand all too well:
too much sweetness at once can hurt


[a tanka with three two-liners on a dream of 5-22-15. In case it isn't clear, this is only tangentially about food and body size. Being mostly about sweet/tender interaction. Photomorph "Nothing But Bones" (4-21-15 004v2f) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

SWIZZLE STICK (photomorph) & THE SLOE GIN FIZZ (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THE SLOE GIN FIZZ

focused and present
he decides to make me
a sloe gin fizz,
he rushes over to the bar
and hurries through the bottles

when he gets back
to our table he discovers
the bottle of gin
he'd brought with him is empty,
not even droplets remain

in an annoyed flash
he's off to the bar again,
bottles clink and clash
as he continues his futile
search to find the proper gin

the hang dog look
on his face when he returns
would be comical
were it not so genuine --
I hasten to reassure him:

"I'm really not much of a drinker
so I'm not at all disappointed"

he barely listens, entering his usual totally
distracted state, as I think but don't say:

"The truly sweet treat was the gift
of having had your attention for a while"


[tanka series capped by three two-liners on a dream of 5-19-15. This is a loaded dream. The issue of drinking alone could generate pages of wide ranging comments. (Especially as I've been a teetotaler since my mid 30's.) But I'm most drawn to the bittersweet point of those last two lines. They've turned out to be a sort of gentle "heads up" to some further mourning I only yesterday realized I need to do. I could go on. Even as I've typed in these notes a slew of insights popped. But I'll stop here. And simply add that this is one of those dreams that I'm more than usually grateful for. Photomorph "Swizzle Stick" (5-18-15 010v2) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Friday, May 22, 2015

ESCAPEES (photo) & ON BEING IMPRISONED (dream based prose poem) by Roswila


ON BEING IMPRISONED

she and I are prisoners of terrorists
in a large rat's warren of small white
under furnished offices,
where we're locked in separate rooms
across the building from each other

I become acutely aware of their "oversight"
computer program that not only runs
the terrorists' entire compound
but acts as a spying mechanism

this nigh on to A.I. has the ability to act
in physical space on what it's programmed
to censor or delete, even "disappearing"
any fractious prisoner or traitor in a blink

I must warn my friend about this
and for some reason I cannot fathom,
I'm given liberty by our captors:
I can take a walk around
the maze-like corridor once a day

and so it is I find myself
standing in my friend's room while she's
off who knows where or why -- I refuse
to believe she's been "disappeared,"
maybe she, too, has been given liberty

I can sense the computer program
like an itch to get moving or else,
I take a chance and start scribbling
a quick warning note for my friend,
but I can't figure out a code to write it in
that she would know and that the program
could not all too readily break

then I boldly start to write the flat out truth:
we are both in the grip of a larger,
more powerful, and terrifying past
than she knows, but my words are erased
as soon as I write each succeeding one down

and the program won't even permit
my putting a new photo of mine on her desk
as evidence of my visit,
it fades the bright spring greens and
fudges it entirely out of focus

all I can leave behind at last is "I was here,"
the words trailing from my pen
like a hugely sad memory
caught only by the tip
of its very long tail


[prose poem (or maybe dream narrative?) on a dream of 5-5-15, written during my blog break earlier in May. I've started several times to type in some explication. But it's so involved, and goes so far back in my life and that of the (actual) woman, that I will simply have to let this piece speak for itself, in whatever way it can. I'll only add that it's as much about the present as the past. Photo "Escapees" (5-18-15 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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA'S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA'S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

41 year-old Star Trek poster; & SPACED OUT (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


SPACED OUT

so distractible
that I almost can't begin paying
attention to the
dream, it takes my dear long-gone
woman friend's walk in to focus me

well, "hobble in" might better suit as a description
of how she makes it up the stairs to the common room

why is she here? much
less the others now arriving,
each with their own place
and each with their unique talent
or skill to offer this household

household! nuh-uh,
more like a huge space ship with crew
readying for blastoff,
I think, laughing at my sci-fi
metaphor even as it rings true

that guy over there
just has to be The Captain,
watching over it
all and telling arrivals where
to set up their work stations

and she simply has
to be in charge of Communications,
that complicated
gear she's assembling reminds me
of Uhura's station on Star Trek*

I go on figuring out what position each of the dozen
folk fills as they get on with their pre-blast off work

and what is my job,
I think ... ah-hah! I'm who makes it
a baker's dozen,
connecting these many disparate
dots into a clear story line

she who sensed way back at the beginning
that this was going to be one spaced out trip!


[tanka series with three two-liners on a dream of 5-3-15, written during my blog break. When I awoke I immediately associated "my job" to that part of our brains called the "left brain interpreter." The part that makes stories (i.e., to my way of understanding, sense) of all the info flooding into our brains at any given moment. I've even suggested here before that maybe it's that part of our brains that is responsible for dreams. *Uhura was the Chief Communications Officer in the original ("Classic") Star Trek T.V. show. I was, and still am, a Trekker (Star Trek fan), attending the earliest conventions decades ago. Image: photo of a now 41 year-old poster that I purchased at a Star Trek convention; the poster itself still hangs on my living room wall]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

ROOM FOR IT ALL (photo) & MAKING ROOM (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


MAKING ROOM

my woman friend and I
meet as planned in the large
work conference room
we take seats across from each other
as a large strange woman enters

she sits down at the
nearest end of the shiny
hardwood table and
shyly but clearly lays out
her personal agenda:

what are you doing to keep your brains
functioning at the highest level

my friend and I look
quickly at each other, then I
address the topic:
exercise ... healthy eating ...
Omega 3's ... card games ...

and then there's reading, not just for entertainment
but to learn and to be challenged by the new ...

my friend nods along
then when I stop for breath
she smiles and adds:
letting go of having to know it all
so there's room for joy to renew us


[tanka series with two two-liners interspersed, on a dream of 5-18-15. Photo "Room For It All" (5-18-15 041v2 by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

RAINY DAY HAVEN (photo) & YOU CAN'T FIRE VOLUNTEERS (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


YOU CAN'T FIRE VOLUNTEERS

rearranging my
home's furniture is going well
especially as
this time I've plenty of help,
not doing it all by myself

oops! I spoke too soon
she's left that bookcase on the
wrong side of the room
and stood on end, but no problem,
it's light, I can move it later

and what's with my father?
I can hear him from here ...
yikes! he can't handle
that large chair, not at his age
and with his heart -- he'll hurt himself

good! he's dropped the chair
it doesn't matter that it broke,
his health matters more ...
now, what should I have this caring
but inept crew move around next

I could let them go, but you can't fire volunteers,
and their caring means more to me than they can know


[tanka series topped by a two-liner on a dream of 5-17-15. BTW, this dream is really mostly about my inner world, as opposed to outer. Though it holds implications for a changing relationship to the actual folk in my life. Photo "Rainy Day Haven" (12-2-14 015) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Monday, May 18, 2015

WEDGE THROUGH MIDNIGHT (photomorph) & THIS I CAN GO FOR (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THIS I CAN GO FOR

chocolate pizza!
they've got to be kidding,
this can't be for real
but it is, though some slices
have only a white cheese sauce

I scramble to get
one of the deeply dark
chocolate covered
pieces, but I'm too late
and don't want a white one

then a new slice of
pizza appears on the pie plate,
bits of black and white
melting together on
its appetizing wedge

ah! this I can go for I extend my hand


[tanka trio topped by a monoku on a dream of 5-16-15. Third night in a row with food imagery. Which I find intriguing, given my focus for some time has been more on finding the best kind of exercise for me and my arthritic joints. Not that I haven't been dealing with food issues, they've just been secondary to exercise. That said, this little dream actually is more directly about my tendency to think in extremes ("black and white thinking") when in anxiety provoking situations. And, as such, bodes well for my fully recognizing this, and its impact on how I make decisions. Which, of course, is not unconnected to food issues. Photomorph "Wedge Through Midnight" (9-13-10 10008ev2) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

HANGING AROUND (photo) & OFF THE HOOK (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


OFF THE HOOK

the bathroom door just
won't stay shut! the robes I've hung
on the one brass hook
interfere, and my peach nightgown's
totally tangled in the latch

then I see three full
large brown paper shopping bags
stuffed to their brims
with all sorts of food, hanging
on new hooks, over my clothes

what the blazes?! ah, my roommate's at it again

though long deceased she's
lively enough as she explains she's
going on a trip
"So," I say "I can eat it up
if I find myself so inclined?"

"No," she replies "just
store it all for me in your fridge"
what an absurd demand!
she knows I have only so much
room in my small refrigerator

but more important:
those full bags are very heavy
making the hooks bend,
I really don't want to clean up
the mess the crash would make

I lift each of the hefty bags off its hook
and give it back to her for handling

it seems this time I've caught a mess
before it could even begin to happen


[tanka series, with one monoku, capped by two two-liners on a dream of 5-15-15. This is the dream/poem I mentioned yesterday, that feels like a forward step from yesterday's supermarket dream/poem. It's also an advance on a dream/poem I haven't posted yet (written during my blog break). Another bathroom dream, in which I'm faced with cleaning up a huge mess. BTW, the roommate was an actual one of mine who died decades ago. She occasionally shows up in dreams in various capacities and I'm usually aware as I'm dreaming that she's deceased. Photo "Hanging Around" (3-29-15 025v2) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

GRAFFITI DREAM (photomorph) & A SLATE WASHED CLEAN (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


A SLATE WASHED CLEAN

all I want, really,
is a pint of coffee ice cream
this is a super-
market, is it not? why should
that be such a procedure?

and why aren't there
any employees around, none!
not one to answer
my hungry inquiry: where do
you keep your ice cream pints?

but the shelves and freezers are as empty
as this frustrated yearning for ice cream

the entire market a slate washed clean,
daring my anger to splatter it like graffiti


[two tanka capped by two two-liners on a dream of 5-14-15. Given my food issues, this dream leaves me feeling a bit of relief that what I'm craving is not available. As there's always that vague spectre of "falling off the wagon" and returning to my old eating patterns. Even as I also know that's not going to happen. P.S. I had another dream with food in it last night (the 15th). Will probably post the poem I'm writing on it tomorrow. At least as far as I've gotten with the draft, it appears to be a positive extension of the "message" in the one above. Photomorph "Graffiti Dream" (4-8-15a 031v5) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Friday, May 15, 2015

THE BEGINNING (photo) & REPARATIONS (dream based prose poem) by Roswila


REPARATIONS

why the blazes didn't he give me a heads up,
even a few hours would have been helpful

but, noooo-oh, he just brings a repair guy
right in to do the job I didn't even know
needed doing, or had long ago forgotten about

I get right up in his face with my anger,
yelling at him as I never did when he was alive

and he looking all the while as only he could
when he was young and handsome,
with those placid blue-gray eyes

as if no one could ever challenge him on anything,
or at least hold out long enough to get it through to him

get it through that he'd been thoughtless,
inconsiderate,
selfish,
and most of all more concerned with how things look,
than with what they actually are

yet somehow this confrontation doesn't feel at all
like I might have imagined it would
had I even cared to anticipate its fall out

for my father stands there taking it all in gracefully
and by the time my fulminating's over,
so, too, are the repairs


[dream based prose poem (or maybe dream narrative?) on a dream of 5-4-15, written during my blog break. This was my actual father (LOL, not a "visitation," just what he looked like when he was a young man). What I accuse him of in this dream/poem could apply to me at times, as well. But I think the deeper point to the dream is some anger at him I wasn't aware I was still harboring. And that expressing it in this dream was healing. Hm, that raises the thought that some of that anger has also been at myself for not being perfect, for having some of the short comings that I saw in him. Photo "The Beginning" (9-4-09 6564) 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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA'S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA'S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

GOLDEN SHADOWS (photo) & THE GOLDEN RIM (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THE GOLDEN RIM

an actress whose work
I like holds a crystal goblet
its rim gold-plated
she proceeds to make it sing
rubbing her finger around it;
an actor I find
annoying looks quite surprised,
he'd not ever heard
crystal sing out musically
in a long sustained warble;
she begins to teach
him how to make it sing brightly,
wetting a finger,
then rubbing it patiently
and slowly, around the rim,
mentioning sadly
that, of course, the goblet will
ultimately break --
wait a minute, my dream
observer thinks, that's not true;
just then the actor
says he's sees no reason why
sound should fracture it --
I don't know what's more surprising,
that we agree or that he understands
how spinning music
from the golden rim can't hurt
the vibrant vessel ...
and yet, and yet, nothing goes on
singing unbroken forever


[tanka series (with no stanza breaks between) on a dream of 4-22-15, & written during my blog break. The actress was an actual one who'd been a long-standing, major player on the old soap opera "One Life to Live" (how about that name for triggering associations). The actor still appears in a major role on the current soap opera "The Young and the Restless" (another name that triggers associations). In a way, life is like a series of ephemeral soap operas. Yet somehow we manage to occasionally make art of it. To make it sing. Photo "Golden Shadows" (5-12-15 003v6) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

NO EXIT (photo) & SONG OF THE HYPOCHONDRIAC (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


SONG OF THE HYPOCHONDRIAC

the head nurse whispers
to me that the hospital wing
has a benefactor
someone who donates regularly
keeping their level of care high

she then turns away
and signs the release form for
a homeless man
I start chatting with the man
as we hobble from the hospital

I'd only been visiting, I say, to which he
wryly responds, isn't that what we all say

and pointing to another old homeless guy
adding that he has a list of excuses, too

it might as well have been a ton of bricks
he'd lobbed at me as the realization hits:

I'd been making myself sick and needy
then covering this skewed tactic with denial

and sealing it up with drama to muffle the core
so I can't hear it crying: "What I did for love"*


[two tanka with five two-liners on a dream of 4-27-15, dreamed/written during my blog break. *"What I Did For Love," song from the musical "A Chorus Line." I didn't hear this in the dream. Synchronistically, it was being sung when I turned on the T.V. the morning after I had this dream. These are the lyrics that punched right through me: "Stitch myself up, then I do it again // I can't believe (I can't believe) what I did for love // What I did for love." BTW, this dream references maladaptive strategies I've unconsciously used to "get" love in any of its forms, not just romantic. The dream was a response to an incubating question before going to sleep, that I did not consciously think of as having to do with love. And I'll admit that until I heard the song, the dream poem I was drafting in my mind had been headed some place quite different. The song hauled me up short. I should also comment on the hospital benefactor. This feels like some "higher" aspect of my psyche that has been caring for me without my full awareness, even as I've tried all these maladaptive strategies. N.B., "hypochrondiac" is a metaphor. I'm doctor/ hospital/ medicine/ treatment avoidant, in the extreme. Hm, I suppose the shadow side of that would be an unconscious hypochondria, though. Photo "No Exit" ( 5-7-15 10002e2) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

BY A DIFFERENT LIGHT (photo) & THERE'S WORSE THINGS (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THERE ARE WORSE THINGS

it's absolutely
delightful! my New York City
friend's visiting me
I take her on a little tour
of our West Coast community

I gesture briefly
toward the building going up
across the roadway
expressing an annoyance that
it will block the mountain view,

and notice my nails:
where's the bright red nail polish
I put on last night?
I know I painted my nails
a shiny stoplight red

I ask my dear friend
how the polish could just vanish from
all ten of my nails
she smiles and shrugs, adding that she,
too, lost all nail polish overnight

yet no one could have removed it, I respond,
especially without waking either of us up

though I suppose there are worse things
to lose to the swift passage of time

even the impending loss of a mountain view
seems small in the light of a friend's smile


[tanka series capped by three two-liners on a dream of 4-24-15 & written during my recent blogging break. I chose this one to post today because I was just looking at the actual building construction and mountains that are referenced in this dream. Today I was brought out of the sadness at the thought of future loss into the beautiful day by a gorgeous red winged black bird swooping right across my view, with the lilting of songbirds as its musical score. (There's a poem percolating on this, too.) Photo "By A Different Light" (4-21-15 002d) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

Monday, May 11, 2015

EVENING IN THE MOUNTAINS (photomorph) & SHE LEAVES THE WAR BEHIND (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


SHE LEAVES THE WAR BEHIND

she leaves the war behind
going in search of her General
the one who'd also
given up on all the battling
to live in these rolling mountains

she finds him, and by
way of a greeting says "Life as a soldier
was an endless fight,"
though he does not seem to need
or even want an explanation

his serenity
brushes her from its great depth,
they sit on a log
as he takes a brief break from the day's
work of preparing this rocky hill,

for the planting season
has come around again for
the community
descended from ancient Indians
of which he's become a part

she looks out over
the hill, "More like a bunch of rocks,"
she thinks but doesn't say --
the familiar twinkle of a smile
she remembers livens his face

"Yes, my dear, the work
of the world is never done"
he notes following
her judging gaze, "One does not
even get to rest on one's laurels,

rock piles in need of clearing
rise as surely as seedling crops
in the path ahead,
however, if one is lucky
very, very lucky, this happens..."

his gentle sweeping gesture includes the hill on which
they rest and the mountains against a translucent sky

"...the heavy curtain of thinking opens and we're afforded
a glimpse of the forever beauty of impermanence"


[tanka series capped by two two-liners written on a dream from 4-28-15, during my spring blog break. I chose this one precisely because it is the polar opposite of my mood today. (Can we spell "cranky," children?) To be honest even as I dreamed it I wasn't "in" that serenity of the former General. But recalling the dream and writing about it gave me hope. What's that expression? To create something we first have to imagine it? Photomorph "Evening in the Mountains" (4-21-15 002xxx) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

Also please note that a dream poem or narrative is not intended as an interpretation of a dream, or even a complete and accurate rendering of one. It is my attempt to get down dream imagery/action that grabs me and, as I write about it, elicits my conscious written association and response. Nor do I believe that one has to remember dreams in order for them to do their work. In my understanding, we are much more than our conscious selves.

You may also note in any further reading on dreamku (the specific forms of dreamku, tanka, two-liners and monoku) you may do here, that in the beginning I stressed "showing, not telling." However, this has been changing for some time. I now tend to "show" (the dream story) and cap if off with a "tell" (some reaction and/or insight I've had to the dream as I was writing about it). This also pretty much applies to my free verse dream poems as well. As to what I have begun calling dream narratives, they are a different animal, probably most akin to prose poems.

For more in-depth exploration of the dreamku forms specifically and one post in which I also address my photo choices:

-- very brief comparison of dreamku and haiku: DREAMKU ARE NOT HAIKU

-- a brief post about both dreamku and my photos THE AREN'TS OF DREAMKU & ACCOMPANYING DIGITAL PHOTOS.

-- detailed three-part post about dreamku: "A DREAMKU PRIMER: Writing Haiku-Like Poems About Your Night Dreams": PART ONE: Introduction & Writing Dreamku as Dream Work; PART TWO: Elements of the Haiku Form Used in Dreamku; and PART THREE: How to Write Dreamku (the second and third parts have some overlap).

-- a short up-dating post about the three-part "A DREAMKU PRIMER" -- Important Up-date to A DREAMKU PRIMER....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,







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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.