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Wednesday, May 04, 2016

ROOTED IN MEMORY (photo) & REMEMBERING (mixed format poem) by Roswila


REMEMBERING

where've my dreams flown?
the night kind that've been my support
for it must be centuries
well, more like decades but that's
long enough to miss them terribly

are they as upset as I
with all that's rising through the waking
hours to grab me rudely?
at least they have the choice to flee
whereas I have no choice at all

wakeful I must stand for it all: the memories and
each new, ever more painful insight they bring

like holograms they flip in ways I've not seen before,
upending views of a past I'd thought settled

pretty much settled, that is, but here's the past
proving again it is not dead, not even past*

yet with each embrace of a flipped view an ease lands
lightly askew like the first spreading out of a blanket

under which I will crawl to dream again
and hopefully this time to remember


[two tanka and five two-liners on my recent increasing lack of dream recall, though I'm very aware I've been dreaming. *From the line by the writer William Faulkner: "The past is not dead, it is not even past." Photo "Rooted In Memory" (5-2-16 007v5) 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 03, 2016

LACED WITH LIGHT (photomorph) & "a peanut butter..." (non-dream senryu) by Roswila


a peanut butter
breakfast yet again, boredom
laced with gratitude


[non-dream senryu written 5-3-16. Photomorph "Laced With Light" (3-2-15 005v9a) 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 02, 2016

THE SOURCE OF ALL ASHES (photo) & THE BLAZE (non-dream poem) by Roswila


THE BLAZE

if I should be left
holding ashes and embers
I'll choose to remember
our dance in the fire

if I should be kissed
by a chilly wind only
I'll choose to remember
the heat of the flame

and if I should be brushed
by regret's long shadow
I'll choose to remember
the light of the blaze


[non-dream poem written 4-29-16 after hearing Paull Rubin (www.rubinhood.com) perform his song "Ashes and Embers" in our retirement community's theatre. Photo "The Source of All Ashes" (4-13-13 12461v5) 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 01, 2016

MAY DAY SUN (photomorph) & PRAYER TO THE SUN (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO THE SUN

burn out the suffering
but leave me the pain
and the awe

this close to the last edge
their brilliance nearly blinds

like gems at the seashore
we gather from our dreams
and lift to the light


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-1-16. I'd drafted a dream poem before going out for a May Day walk in the lovely sunshine. But I'll probably post it tomorrow as this little poem popped once I sat down under the sun's warmth. BTW, I'm making the Buddhist distinction here between pain being inevitable, but suffering not. It's how we respond to, think about our pain that turns it into on-going suffering. A lesson I keep learning over and over these days. And how much more time I have to waste coping with the ravages of suffering I surely don't know. Even if I did, I no longer want to waste a minute if I can possibly avoid it. Not with each new moment waiting to be lifted to the light. Photomorph "May Day Sun" (4-13-13 12459v2b) 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, April 30, 2016

SHELTERING THE FUTURE (photomorph) & THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME (on two dreams) by Roswila


THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME
(a play in two short acts)

Act One:

my brother's alcove area in my apartment
has been cleaned out, and I mean almost
entirely emptied, only his bed and one aqua
table/shelf remains; a large dark haired man and I
stand viewing it in surprise, he wondering out loud
if my brother will put more stuff in it, decorate it,
so to speak; I say it would be another surprise
if he did so and not for any monetary reason
(there's that Thrift Store just around
the corner) but because it's never been
my sibling's wont to care about appearances
or even, to some extent, ease of utility


Act Two:

the large dark man from the previous act
watches the selection process: a different
photo of Elvis Presley, from all stages
of his career, is being chosen for each day
of a full month; I'm doing this on my computer,
but once an entire month's worth is pegged,
I'll print them all, playing card size and,
oddly enough, round shaped; a cleaning lady
approaches, curious as to what's being done;
I'm not sure she understands though she
nods sagely when we explain; however, she
clearly knows her work and sets right to it,
carefully whisking a purple feather duster
all around my work station


[on two dreams of 4-29-16. It was my actual brother as a young man, and when Elvis shows up in my dreams he's a father figure. (My father was a singer and there are other associations. BTW, both my brother and father are deceased.) So it seems there's more work being done on my issues with men, going back to their roots. It's too much to go into here, but by a process of association I realized not only is more forgiveness of both my father and brother being asked for, but of myself for not having been what they wanted/needed me to be. I find it interesting that two colors show up, one in each dream, as I rarely dream in color. So I googled them and these are the meanings I see as probably relevant here: Aqua: Recharges our spirits during times of mental stress and tiredness, alleviating feelings of loneliness; helps to open the lines of communication between the heart and the spoken word; and Purple: Symbolizes the union of body and soul, which creates a balance between our physical and spiritual energies; inspires unconditional and selfless love and promotes sensitivity and compassion. Photomorph "Sheltering the Future" (1-19-11 10437v2a) 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, April 29, 2016

BURGHAL PYRAMID (photo) & THE PYRAMID SCHEME (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


THE PYRAMID SCHEME

go figure! she's actually bought into
a magazine subscription pyramid scheme,
albeit a new one started by a man
she respects who's highly intelligent,
and his partner (and wife) is that famous
pop singer whose songs she so likes

they're both very thorough and concerned
that as a new member she have all
the necessary support (and then some),
even providing info on virus protection
for her computer (like just about every-
thing else these days, most of the business
involved resides on the internet)

she'd known the man would make something
of himself when she first met him,
years ago, recalling how he'd been
developing this business plan
way back then, constructing it
despite few resources,

as if in the middle of a desert,
through which he'd haul the carved blocks
of granite determination,
fitting them creatively
and tightly together,

clearly a pyramid that would come
through any invasion or dust storm
to stand taller and shine all the brighter


[free verse poem on a dream of 4-28-16. Photo "Burghal Pyramid" (2-16-11 10514ev3) 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, April 28, 2016

FROM EACH ACCORDING TO THEIR ABILITY (photomorph) & MEN! (on two dreams) by Roswila


MEN!

the male of the species can't even stay
consistent! all day she'd been complaining
in her mind "Men!" filling that one word
with her frustration and irritation
like a huge water balloon and mentally
tossing it at any one of the several
male objects of her pique

yet in the night's dreams they're open
and easy to be with, clearly expressing
what they want from or to give to her,
stepping up to the plate of any
interaction with her

the first a group of artists, male war vets
whose wood working, nay, sculpting, appears
in an exhibit that, to use the clichè,
blows her mind it's so beautiful

especially the work of one soft spoken
vet, a golden brown wood container,
about the size of a bread box (remember those?),
not one nail used, all seams held together by
and part of the design itself, corners
and sides lightly curved inviting touch

then there's that younger man who reminds
her gently of what she'd forgotten to do,
his mouth tilted in the corners in what
she senses is an always genuine smile, and adds
that his wife reminds him of those things
he doesn't tend to remember or even notice

the trick being not to get hung up
on the disconnects or apparent forgetfulness
between them but to rely on each other
for any necessary reminders

well, the dreams told her, didn't they?
talk about necessary reminders ...
but she can't help releasing
one last frustrated "Men!"


[on two dreams of 4-27-16. I woke up singing part of that song "I Hate Men" from Kiss Me Kate. Especially the line: "He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so does Lassie." LOL! Photomorph "From Each According to Their Ability" (4-15-14 037v6) 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, April 27, 2016

ROOM FOR TWO (photo) & WHAT A TRIP! (on a dream) by Roswila


WHAT A TRIP!

boarding the van/bus/ATF I wonder
just what it's for and where this guy
is taking me and the several others
getting on this odd vehicle

I feel relatively little anxiety about going
along for this ride to I-don't-know-where
but can see seating's going to be a problem
(no leg room and my long legs
with their arthritic knees need space)

just as I find a seat that can meet
my needs I realize this outing might be
a photo safari and I sit back hopefully
to look out the window

then an attractive man about my age,
someone I'd noticed earlier but not met,
sits next to me and before we can
even say hello another man flops into
the narrow space on his other side

yowza! that pushes the attractive man
right flat up against me, shoulder
to ankle (not that I mind at all,
mind you, a touch deficit goes with me
everywhere, even into dreams)
and when he apologizes for the accidental
mashing I say "Not to worry..."

to make a long story short, things progress
between us, so far beyond mannerly exchanges
that fellow passengers give us the back bedroom
I'd not known was there (I laugh in a somewhat
lucid* way, thinking it's far better than simply
being ordered to "Get a room!")

and now to draw a polite curtain on the rest
of this dream, it seems that sometimes
not knowing where we're going can take us
exactly where we need to be


[on a dream of 4-26-16. *"lucid" here refers to knowing one is dreaming as one is dreaming. Photo "Room for Two" (4-15-14 067v2) 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, April 26, 2016

THE FIRE BELOW (photomorph) & THE BURNING BARN (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


THE BURNING BARN

"I'm just like a horse running
back into a burning barn,"
I think as I embrace him

but there's no conflagration here
of any kind, simply the deep creature
comfort of holding and being held

for once he stands still for it,
no awkwardness or hidden
resistance, only wide open welcome
with a soupҫon of puzzlement
and well might he wonder why I'm
back in his arms because I do, too

then I happen to glance
at my carpet, wincing when I notice
all the dust accumulated at the edges,
my readily shed silver hairs tangled
throughout it in little tumbleweeds

yes, it's time for me to clean up
my own act and now, even for a burning barn,
I don't think it will be such a terrible task


[free verse poem on a dream of 4-25-16. Photomorph "The Fire Below" (4-15-14 058v6) 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, April 25, 2016

AT THE BARRE (photo) & BOOKKEEPING (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


BOOKKEEPING

even in sleep
trying for the gazillionth time
to balance the books,
to make everything come out right

and me, practically enumerate,
still attempting to do mathematics
in my poor befuddled head

ah, there, now it balances,
though the debit's a humongous figure
standing like a blatant billboard
on a highway to nowhere,
while the credit (that pitifully small number)
crouches in the narrow right hand column
imprisoned in dark brackets

don't ask me how this can be balanced,
I certainly don't know, but I'm told
that it is in the larger scheme of things
and something beneath my anxiety agrees,
even as it trails an ironic footnote:
why keep books at all?


[free verse poem on a dream of 4-24-16. I blush to admit it. Although not totally enumerate, I have a devil of a time doing the times table in my head (thank heavens for calculators). Photo "At the Barre" (3-22-16 021v3) 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, April 24, 2016

SHATTERED RAINBOW (photomorph) & "empty vision..." (small non-dream poem) by Roswila


empty vision
a rainbow's promise
blown away again


[small poem (or "haiku-esque," as a long ago friend called this sort of poem) written 4-24-16. Photomorph "Shattered Rainbow" (5-2-10 10002v6a) by Roswila; to see the detail click on the image, I tried posting it in a larger size but then it visually overwhelmed the tiny poem]

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, April 23, 2016

A SKETCHY SITUATION (photomorph) & IF IT ISN'T YOU (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


IF IT ISN'T YOU

if it isn't you
it will be someone
who'll engage my intensity
with his own, drawn into
my orbit by the gravitational
pull of my passion

if it isn't you
it will be someone
and so I refuse to dampen
this burning with disappointment,
I shine on and brightly for he
who will not fear my flame

for if it isn't you
it will be someone
who will bathe with me in this fire,
this ferment that draws life forward,
so take what I say seriously
if you should want me at all:

there's little time left to go on
titillating from a distance
like those famous ships passing
in the night, your hail no more
than a quick flash

so strap on a pair and step up
to the plate, for if it isn't you
it will be someone


[non-dream free verse poem written 4-21-16. Photomorph "A Sketchy Situation" (3-1-14 002v7c) 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, April 22, 2016

FROM THE MOUTH OF THE DRAGON (photo) & A DRAGON DREAM (prose poem) by Roswila


A DRAGON DREAM

The god-like dragon creature manifests before me, purple with green highlights. He swirls around me, not quite flesh, not quite cotton-candy. I am angry with him. He has numbed my pain all my life. I tell him off, flinging my words like bricks into fog. He has no right to take my pain away. It is all I've had. He chortles deep in his throat, and releases his control of my hands. I am astounded as merciless pain burns them from palms to finger tips. I hold them before me like burning branches. He tells me that the pain I would have suffered in the past would have been far worse. I am humbled.

* * *

[prose poem written in 1986, with a slight tweak today. It was posted here previously in 2006. I'm re-posting it as it addresses what I'd not fully embraced until recently: it's taken me this long to "get it more together" because I wasn't healed and grown enough to move any faster. As I said in my notes to this piece back in 2006, denial has its positive uses. (BTW, another term I use for this god-like dragon is "The Guardian at the Gate." An aspect of our psyches that can keep us from going further until we are ready.) Had I felt all at once what I've felt spread out over the past, say, 15 years, I doubt I would have survived. I would have self-immolated long since. I re-post this piece today as I've recently begun living with a certain lonely, burning intensity (to put it extremely mildly) that I was only vaguely aware of in my youth. A pain that's more than I could have stood to feel back then, along with everything else that was going on as well. Photo "From the Mouth of the Dragon" (4-21-16 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.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

SNATCHING THE SUN (photomorph) & CLEARING THE RUNWAY (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


CLEARING THE RUNWAY

thieves in the night, all of them!

the little girl absconds rapidly (in the way
only children can, helter skelter)
with my purse, I catch her in the bathroom
and reclaim it, noticing she'd already
nabbed my loaded key ring
from it and take that back, also,
its jingling echoing loudly in the tiny space
as if to demand attention

then that young dark haired man snatches
a miniscule patriotic symbol of mine
that I'd placed (just for a second)
on the serving table in order to free my hands
to find something else in my purse,
he seems delighted when I grab it back, as if
he'd accomplished what he'd set out to do

and who stole all the artwork from these
dirty restaurant walls? all I saw was the back
of a head and body, framed by the mass
of pictures they were holding close
to their chest as they scrambled
through the door into the night

but most of all why do the words
"clearing the runway" keep coming to mind?
I have no wings to speak of, unless, of course,
one counts the angels who must have stolen me away
from the miserable fate I so long worked to create


[free verse poem on a dream of 4-20-16. Photomorph "Snatching the Sun" (3-24-16 015v5b) 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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