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Friday, August 26, 2016

RECLAIMING THE SKY (photomorph) & THE FORGOTTEN CRONE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


THE FORGOTTEN CRONE
(on viewing a postcard from Ireland)

A blood red door
stands askew in the wall:
a rip in the stone sky
a wound frozen open.

A broom leans against the grey wall,
tilted toward the old black latch:
a forgotten crone who waits,
and as she waits, dreams,
and as she dreams, burns
the skies clean and brings stone
to life with a glance.


[non-dream free verse poem written in August of 1986. I have a dream I will write about later today. But it's so, shall I say, graphic I can't even imagine posting it here. Suffice it to say it has to do with claiming power back from men, in explicitly sexual imagery. Why I've chosen to (re-)post this particular old poem: the postcard was from a man I had a platonic relationship with but also had quite a "crush" on. And I'm surprised at the associations I had to its picture back then. About pain and power. Not so different from last's night's dream. However, last night I took back my power and sexuality. No waiting. Smile. Photomorph "Reclaiming the Sky" (2-12-16 001v8) 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.

Thursday, August 25, 2016

FROM THE SHADOWS (photomorph) & SORRY TO HAVE TO SAY THIS (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


SORRY TO HAVE TO SAY THIS

sorry to have to say this
and right to your face, man,
but this craving I have for you,
all this painful jonesing, really
has but little to do with you

it's about the moments when my life-
long loneliness sweeps in to fill
some essential, ancient void (yes,
funny, isn't it? that loneliness
can serve to fill us)

you see, my dear fellow, it's about
a deep human need for connection
gone awry, shrouded by expectations
that morph into a demand for connection
with a longed for other, here, now:
that this intense thrumming aliveness
(wearing the mask we label loneliness)
is not enough in
and of itself

well, my darling, my dear,
it is enough, more than enough

this yearning for connection is,
all by itself, rich with as many possibilities
as scintillate in every moment,
of whatever stripe:

the sun warms the backs of my hands
as I draft this poem, the lemony scent
of my sunscreen rises as a plane drones
lazily by overhead, and the little lizard
whose home territory I always disturb
when I arrive at this ocean overlook,
scuttles from the shadows of tangled
drought dry brush and pauses, as if to say
"ah, I figured it was just you..."


[non-dream free verse poem written 8-22-16. Photomorph "From the Shadows" (7-5-09 3229ev2d) 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, August 24, 2016

AFTER THE STORM (photomorph) & A COURSE IN CHAOS (multi-dream narrative) by Roswila


A COURSE IN CHAOS

"Disclaimer: one must not have any condition that results in dizziness to go on this ride. N.B., everyone (especially children on anti-vertigo medication) takes this ride at their own risks."

.... I start work for a top tier car saleswoman who drives her customers and me around dangerously fast. Later during off-hours and after a humongous storm has nearly flattened the city, I bump into her. She seems happy to see me, even though I look a mess. I explain I've been moonlighting doing plastering and repair work.

.... The light changes just as I get to the middle of the very wide city boulevard. I'm stuck here with traffic whizzing dangerously close by me, front and back, in opposite directions. I see my one time friend, Brenda,* is here, too. I haven't seen her in years and realize she's been hanging out with other women who'd turned their backs on me. I begin the struggle to accept her additional rejection and to let it go. It's rather more easy than usual as the storm's aftermath requires everyone's full attention and effort.

.... A man I really yearn for, and his buddies, seek shelter in a beach house hit hard by the storm. It's now not much more than a shell, filled with trash filled large boxes that once were rooms. The man I like says he'd rather camp outside and leaves for the back yard. I follow at a distance intending to at least say hello. As I approach him from behind I get all mushy inside but when he turns around I see it's not him after all. This youthful, dark haired stranger seems interested in me on sight. But I'm not up to taking any more risks and quickly turn away. A pile of storm debris off to my right on a small, grassy rise needs sorting and organizing for disposal. I apply myself to the task.

"Post-Ride Feedback: Leave your comments here; anonymous or not, we'd like to hear what your experience was and how you now feel about our carefully thought out and designed set-up for learning how to cope with various forms and intensities of chaos."


[narrative on several dreams of 8-22-16. This is pretty much how the dreams presented themselves. The only big change was splitting the first one so that it bookends the other dreams, casting it in a voice of command, and then titling the two pieces "Disclaimer" and "Post-Ride Feedback." *Brenda was a roommate of mine many years ago, whom I cared for in our apartment until just three months before she died of cancer. Photomorph "After the Storm" (5-16-11 10977v4a) 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, August 23, 2016

THAT'S THE BREAKS (photo) & PRAYER TO CHANGES (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO CHANGES

flashing an occasional array
of white diamonds across
their curving backs
the waves roll ceaselessly
each unfolding uniquely
from a distant ripple
into an intimate break

may these sporadic gems
and unpredictable breaks
never come to an end

for without them
what would life be
but a suspension
in emptiness


[non-dream free verse poem written 8-16-16. This is the 13th in a "Prayer to..." series I've written and posted here. Photo "That's the Breaks" 8-23-16 001) 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, August 22, 2016

SNEAKING A SMOKE (photo) & "joyful! ..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


joyful!
the sharp fingers of palm fronds
atremble in the breeze

[non-dream haiku written 8-22-16. Photo "Sneaking A Smoke" (8-17-10 10020v2) 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, August 21, 2016

TUNNELS (photomorph) & ACITHÉDUS (dream narrative) by Roswila


ACITHÉDUS

as secretary I have to produce
the letter giving the new group
joining with ours their official
invitation to the coming merger

but as usual I've not been given
all the information necessary
and I go in search of the bosses
who can help me fill it in

I need things like zip codes
and even, heavens, the name
of this new group that such
a fuss is being made over

I'm also aware (having read
the manual on this sort
of thing) that the underwater
approach must be mentioned,

that tunnel between our two
states (it's a legal thing, like
"full disclosure" I suppose)
and I need the right wording

upshot: (believe it or not) the last
info I need and get is the name
of the ballyhooed new group,
the odd sounding: Acithédus,

accented awkwardly on the third
syllable, the top boss laughing
and making inappropriate jokes
about it as he says it

doesn't anyone take their work
seriously anymore? is it all
just something to do carelessly
and then make jokes about?


[narrative on a dream of 8-20-16. Another dream about which I'll comment (as I said about yesterday's) "Don't ask me! I don't know." However, this one was no where near as much fun to dream and write about as "Dolly Says." BTW, that first syllable in Acithédus was said as in the word "acid." Photomorph "Tunnels" (9-23-13 010v9a) 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, August 20, 2016

PINK LADIES (photo) & DOLLY SAYS (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


DOLLY SAYS

to our surprise, Dolly Parton and a young
woman she's just met have sung beautifully
together, the harmonies they achieved
woven as neatly and smoothly as silk

at Dolly's urging the new singing duo
decides to stay where they are, and when they
undress for the night they hang their bright pink
bras, side by side, on an empty towel rack

another woman enters the bathroom, and Dolly
mumbles something in a grumpy way about
more people living here than she'd thought,
and quickly reaches for her bra to leave

her new singing partner starts to follow suit,
but Dolly suddenly drapes her bra back over
the rack, aligning it neatly with her friend's
saying: wherever you hang your bra is home


[free verse poem on a dream of 8-19-16. Don't ask me, I don't know! I have a s--t load of associations piled up for this so it's clearly a highly condensed dream. I keep thinking of a computer zip file. In terms of an immediate emotional reaction, I'm curious to "unzip" it later when I have time, as I went to sleep in an horrendous state and it seems to be an uplifting dream. If you'll pardon that probably very relevant pun. Photo "Pink Ladies" (7-28-12 121023v3) 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, August 19, 2016

THE MASK COMES OFF (photo) & UNMASKING ZORRO (tanka dream series) by Roswila


UNMASKING ZORRO

she's known for a while
this acquaintance of hers is Zorro
and held her silence
but now that they're alone in this cave
it's time for the truth to come out

she's even known the why
of his masquerade beyond
caring for his people:
his love for her and desire
to be what he thinks she wants

her happy belief
that he'll welcome the unmasking,
however, is dashed
as he promptly storms from the cave,
a crackling flame of denial

she'd been ignorant
of the most important secret:
sometimes a lived out
fantasy itself is more cherished
than the reality from which is springs

and sadly, now that
the reality she'd yearned for has
come up cold and empty,
she stands at the mouth of the cave
wishing she had the illusion back


[tanka series on a dream of 8-18-16. Zorro on Wikipedia. Photo "The Mask Comes Off" (7-28-16 12079ev2a) 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, August 18, 2016

THE SEARCH FOR EMBRACE (photo) & WHY (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


WHY

why this extremely attractive
former soap star -- now famous
for a gory criminal show --
and his unclear intentions?

yet here we stand embracing,
both of us barely breathing, nothing
said by either of us, and nothing
needing saying, at least that's
the intuitive prompting I get
since I have a slew of questions
I'd ask if I weren't now afraid
to break whatever this spell is

but I can't leave well enough alone
and whisper "This is nice..."
and to my relief, without moving
a fraction of an inch he responds
"Yes, isn't it..."

then I realize I'm very late for lunch
with a dear friend and step back
oh-so-reluctantly to explain

as I do so, a strong tangible pull
rises between us, coming
from us both: our connection
concretized as if we were super magnets

the tug trails along with me as I hurry
to meet my friend, and wonder
how far I need go before it breaks


[free verse poem on a dream of 8-17-16. Photo "The Search for Embrace" (5-28-16 005v8) 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, August 17, 2016

"THEY MELT IN YOUR MOUTH..." (photomorph) & THERE'S NO WAY (dream narrative) by Roswila


THERE'S NO WAY

there's no way this show's ready to go on,
under-rehearsed and with that young,
newbie director at the helm, and so
I quit the cast, though I do wish I
were better able to tolerate the anxiety
all this generates and therefore stay

there's also no way I can haul out these
huge bags of trash at this point, I've neither
the time nor the energy and my arthritic
knees are acting up terribly, and so I crowd
the bags into a dresser's bottom drawer,
thinking to drag them one by one
to the distant garbage bins later

and there's no way I can (much less should)
finish this humongous bag of M&M's
right now, even though I want to very much;
maybe I'll store them with the trash,
but, no, they'll get contaminated there,
and so I'll have to hold their temptation
as I struggle with what to do about them

but since there's no dress rehearsal for life,
and there's no getting rid of garbage without
painful effort, and there's no way
to safely hold on to what's not good for you
to begin with, then

why am I so hot and bothered? none of this
can be changed and my upset only makes
an irresistible craving for more of sugar's
numbing all the more likely


[narrative on a dream of 8-15-16. Photomorph "They Melt In Your Mouth..." (6-12-16 001v2c) 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, August 16, 2016

LET YOUR FREAK FLAG FLY (photo) & THE GIFT (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


THE GIFT

I bow to pass under
the palm branch bending
low above the sidewalk

in return as I inch by
its leaflets lightly caress
my hot neck


[non-dream free verse poem written 8-16-16. Photo "Let Your Freak Flag Fly" (7-26-16 001v2a) 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, August 15, 2016

TWILIGHT AMBUSH (photo) & "the child's hair flaring..." (non-dream tanka) by Roswila


the child's hair flaring
around her in the clear water
a dark blazing
so, too, that hungry part in me
an undousable flame


[non-dream tanka written 8-13-16. Photo "Twilight Ambush" (8-14-16 012v3) 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, August 14, 2016

IN A FLASH (photo) & THIS VESSEL (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


THIS VESSEL

the frailness of this vessel,
the symbol, that cannot retain
what runs through it like water

yet holds the unholdable
long enough, and just so long,
to illumine the dark

like a lightning-lit hillside
bearing the first diamonds of winter


[non-dream free verse poem written in 1987 & tweaked several times over the ensuing years. Photo "In A Flash" (3-22-16 003v2a) 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, August 13, 2016

TOP HEAVY (photomorph) & AVOIRDUPOIS (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


AVOIRDUPOIS*

the auto's owner
approaches just as I
stop improvising
a song on the prongs lining
the back seat of his car

I could not resist,
I say, the tines look so much like
a large kalimba**

but this attractive
older man I've not seen before
seems more concerned
with how I look than with why I'd
been leaning into his car window

and though he says nada,
he's clearly noticed my weight and
judged it heavily;
I decide not to let this slide
and speak up, albeit gently:

you know, my avoirdupois is not what it seems,
it's actually a long, very complicated pregnancy

and even if it's never born, I will continue to bear
this child of my passion for life with great gratitude


[three tanka, one dreamku, & two 2-liners on a dream of 8-12-16. *French for weighty, or heavy. **Kalimba, a/k/a mbira or thumb piano; musical instrument that's African in origin; played by plucking prongs with one's thumbs; I've just recently started playing mine again. Photomorph "Top Heavy" (6-30-16 012v2a) 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.