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Saturday, December 15, 2018

OUT OF DARKNESS (photo) & IN THE DARK (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


IN THE DARK

there's been an explosion and the tree-tall young
man who manages the buildings in this area
announces it was the electric lines in the walls
of the rooms, and that another blow up may happen
at anytime; and so he stands watch to warn us,
arms crossed like a latter day Paul Bunyan,
outlined against a huge full moon, scanning
this big city crossroads for any hint of electric
trouble; as I watch him, watch over the apartment
buildings, I'm relieved to recall the one in which
I live is in no danger: our power lines were blown
out in the last explosion; and for once, I'm grateful
that the active lines of power go right around me,
leaving me in safety, if also in the dark


[free verse poem on a dream of 12-13-18. Photo "Out of Darkness" (10-27-15 022v6) 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), 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.

Friday, December 14, 2018

DON'T GO THERE (photomorph) & DOUBT (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


DOUBT

why are you at me again?
poking into my most intimate aspects;
I thought we'd parted ways long ago,
each of us for our own unexpressed
reasons, and it's been so long I didn't
even recognize you by your looks
(you've aged as much as I) nor by
your actions (you're being openly
seductive, something you never
were back then, though I got the
message anyway), I only know it's
you by an immediate gut reaction
of mine to the come-on smile in your
dark eyes as you look at me, and the
suffocating doubt I instantly feel:
are you for real? do you actually
think I'd go back to being manipulated
and then made fun of behind my back,
a living (and all too vulnerable) toy
of yours? and do I even want to bother
figuring this all out: what you truly desire
at this late stage, or what your cronies
want (whom I know are somewhere
around here, they have to be, when did
you ever go anywhere without them
to egg you on) when I can just push
you off ... and so I turn my back on
you with a deep, solidifying breath,
hoping the stiff neck I suddenly
note is not also a metaphor


[free verse poem on a dream of 12-12-18. Hm, yesterday it was about second chances. And today it's about not wanting to repeat something. No pleasing some folk, is there? :-) Well, there is that doubt at the end today -- a warning maybe about being "stiff necked." Photomorph "Don't Go There" (10-27-15 021v4d) 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), 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, December 13, 2018

BETTING ON THE LIGHT (photo) & ON SECOND CHANCES (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


ON SECOND CHANCES

he tells me I've been authorized to accept a
Second Chance win in the lottery* should one
come up among the losing tickets of his he hands
me; and that's the second myth I'm aware
of coming up against just now: one, that anyone
would feel, much less be this generous toward
me, and, two, that there are any second
chances for anything: a loss is a loss, they're
ultimately what undo a life's knotted weave
altogether; then the young dark-haired, dark-
skinned woman I have so admired from a distance,
who happens to handle second chance winnings,
tells me with a chilly, very unpleased tone to her
voice, that I have won with one of the losing tickets
with which my friend had gifted me; as we step
up to the window in the lottery hall to collect on my
Second Chance win she, quite surprisingly, begins
to warm towards me; as has happened before in
the past but I had long forgotten sometimes seems to,
I've gotten a second chance and she has decided
she likes me after all: now this is a kind of Second
Chance win in which I'd really like to believe


[free verse poem on a dream of 12-11-18. I don't buy Lottery or any of these sorts of tickets, but a friend does. I was quite surprised when he told me recently that there's a Second Chance Lottery website here in CA, for losing ticket numbers to register for another try. Surprised enough that it impacted a dream within days as a metaphor. :-) Photo "Betting on the Light" (10-27-15 012v6a) 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), 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, December 12, 2018

FLIGHT TO THE SUN (photomorph) & THE BOY I WAS MEANT TO BE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


THE BOY I WAS MEANT TO BE

the boy I was meant to be
has dark, almost black hair,
thick and curly
and short

and his energy reaches higher
than any kite, his curiosity
matching the flights
his energy urges upon him

I'd say he's courageous only
they say courage is going ahead
despite being afraid and he does
not yet know to fear his next step

he simply responds to the moment,
with full engagement or rejection,
without much thought either way,
just an intuitive aiming of the
energy that radiates from him
like the corona of a sun
around his shiny dark hair


[non-dream free verse poem, inspired by the recurring dream image I have of a young dark haired boy, written 12-11-18. See yesterday's poem post "Not Even Home" for the most recent; he also appeared two days before that in the dream poem post "Lopsided Loping." I'd initially thought to check out all the posts here over the years for dreams in which he has appeared (and there have been many since I started this blog in 2006). But then the first line to this poem burbled up. Photomorph "Flight to the Sun" (11-24-15 053v2i) 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), 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, December 11, 2018

UP FROM BELOW (photomorph) & TAKING CARE (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


NOT EVEN HOME

a note's slipped under my door;
I have to bend just about every one
of my arthritic joints to retrieve it,
but even before I can pick up the small
sheet of paper I know it's more
information
about the danger
I've begun to recognize I'm in;
I back off from the door and the note
-- it radiates more and more like an
odd sort of ransom demand -- as well as
away from whomever I hear
moving about
outside my rooms;
I also back off from being in
this dream to observing it:
a young dark haired
boy is alone in a submarine with only
a black uniformed, adult male protector;
the adult's been rushing the boy
away from those
who'd kill him,
the submersible resting beneath
a stone arch in water that barely covers
the boat; they're supposed to meet up
here with some helpers, but the man
suddenly realizes it's a set up
and scrambles
to start the submarine and steer the boy
to safety; next, I see this lively young
boy arrive unscathed at his home in
a second floor apartment, his parents
are overjoyed
to see he's alive and well;
as the boy scampers into the living room
he tells them about what happened
and how his protector had been duped;
the parents freeze in their tracks, knowing
now they're also
in extreme danger
and have to get out of their home
with their energetic little boy, and toot sweet
if there's to be any chance at all that their little
family will survive: as I observe their furious
flurry to flee I think all too wryly:
"So, there's truly no place like home,
not even home"


[free verse poem on a dream of 12-10-18. This dark haired boy was in a dream/poem of a couple nights ago (posted here: "Lopsided Loping") and has been in dreams over the years. Though not always in dangerous situations, or post-apocalyptic ones (as in "Lopsided Loping"). I suppose I should do some searching through my blog archives as it might be informative to see when in my life, and in what dream scenarios he shows up. Photomorph "Up From Below" (11-24-15 049v6a) 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), 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.

Monday, December 10, 2018

PET ROCK (photomorph) & "the gift..." (dream based monoku) by Roswila


the gift whose fault is it when the pet rock bites


[monoku [one line haiku] on a dream of 12-9-18. I haven't had this happen before ... I decided to open a folder of my photos at random today and pick one to write something on. I couldn't settle on a pic in that folder so began fussing at one particular photo, winding up with the new version above. As soon as it appeared in this form on my computer screen, I recalled a dream fragment from last night on which I then wrote the monoku. Photo "Pet Rock" (11-24-15 053v3a) 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), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





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

Sunday, December 09, 2018

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE (photo) & THE WAR BENEATH (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


THE WAR BENEATH

why the underpinning of the Vietnam jungles to this
forest edges dream? at least they resemble what I've seen
in faded, flickering old footage of that horrific war; odd
to label any war horrific: doesn't that three letter word
say it all by itself? but somehow this association to that
war feels that much more horrific; yet, the present day
scene of this dream that it lies beneath like unexploded
ordnance, is a genuinely peaceful one of forest greenery
in which a young man sits cross legged on the earth,
carefully and artfully organizing modern dangle earrings
around the outside edges of an antique Vietnamese wire-
wrought box, a box centuries older than that war
it survived to find service as a present day jewelry
display case; did I say this latter day scene is
peaceful? well, mostly and then in spite of the
rustling of branches that draw the young artist's
eyes every so often away from his detailed,
delicate work: here and there the bushes wave and
part, crackling lightly, then instantly closing over
the dark space they open upon, and always just
before the retreating stalker can be observed:
no bullet loosed or deadly pit trap sprung
from the war beneath it all, this time


[free verse poem on a dream of 12-7-18. Photo "Down the Rabbit Hole" (11-27-15) 009v2) 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), 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.

Friday, December 07, 2018

LOOKING IN ON THE DREAM (photomorph) & LOPSIDED LOPING (on a dream) by Roswila


LOPSIDED LOPING

the last safe homes left in the debris of this destroyed
world of cities: two old three-story wood-frame houses,
on opposite sides of the single surviving city block,
connected by over-lapping, large back yards; in both
houses reside extended families -- created by mixes of
genes and chosen affiliations -- two distinct groups
that interact only on the blended playing field of their
back yards; as I watch the dream unfurl, a small dark
haired boy climbs off the back porch of the home
on the left, limping and then running rapidly if
lopsidedly across the wide yards toward the tumble
down porch of the other house; I somehow know
this sprint of his is the start of a running game
he's played many times before -- with or without
the participation of family or neighbors --
even as I wonder about the essential wound
that must underlie this back and forth,
lopsided loping


[a dream of 12-5-18. Photomorph "Looking In On The Dream" 11-2-17 011v4c) 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), 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, December 06, 2018

RIDING THE WINDS (photomorph) & "she hooks up as ..." (dreamku) by Roswila


she hooks up as
the butt end of a centaur
ancient masquerade


[dreamku (simply put, a haiku on a dream) from July of 2006. I started writing this morning about how difficult it is to stay in touch with gratitude, but it went nowhere viable. (Doesn't usually when I'm trying to force a thought, rather than follow a feeling.) So I turned to my extensive archives for something to re-post, starting my search at the very beginning years of this blog. Well, this one above was maybe the third or fourth I stumbled across and did I get a good laugh! A very wry one, but a laugh nevertheless. Photomorph "Riding the Winds" (9-28-18 001v14) 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 other blogs: ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Tuesday, December 04, 2018

BLOWN AWAY (photomorph) & A MATTER OF TIMING (a dream) by Roswila


A QUESTION OF TIMING

another repeating dream image:
hurrying to make it back in time
to avoid being shot by that man --
yeah, seemed silly even in
the dream, one would think
one would run away from and
not toward the gunman,
especially not again and again

then comes a change to the repeat
scenario: I and my usual vague
companion are running late; we're in
a bit of a panic as we might not
make it back to the scene of the
threatened shooting in time
to prevent it this time

and we don't; as we arrive it's clear
from the commotion we're way too
late, and then we hear the even worse
news: the shooter's taken down
twenty people instead of his initial
and repeated threat to shoot just two --
myself and my rather already
ghost-like companion

as I look up and down this all too
ordinary suburban street for the shooter
my panic rises, but again, not as one might
think to avoid being added to that deadly
toll, but in a gut wrenching concern for
the shooter himself

the tentative feeling of freedom from the
repeated threat that begins to fill my
limbs turns quickly leaden: could
my companion and I have prevented this
horrific end simply by arriving on time?


[on a dream of 12-3-18. Yep, talk about a sense of over-responsibility. There are also levels of anger and fear of it (both my own anger and that of others, especially men's). I was curious about the esoteric meaning of the number 20. I associated it to The Judgment card in the Tarot, which bears that number. But somehow I didn't resonate much with that card with respect to this dream (BTW, one of its flag words is "rebirth"). So I Googled and what jumped out at me was that 20 is primarily concerned with relationships. Lots to chew over there and in the rest of this disturbing dream. I hasten to add that I've also had the thought that it may not be as dark as it appears to be. BTW, in the beginning of the dream writing I mention "another repeating dream image" -- that's something that's been happening on and off for a while now. I.e., I keep going back to and over something I've just dreamed. Photomorph "Blown Away" (5-13-18 034v5) 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), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





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

Sunday, December 02, 2018

BYTES THE RUST (photomorph) & DEFINITIONS (non-dream tanka pair) by Roswila


DEFINITIONS

by definition
a pun has to be bad to be any good,
follow that logic
and her life -- being such a bad pun
on that word -- should be a great one

but it's also said
that self-pity stinks and there's a smell
to most of her thoughts
these days that might prompt a wiser
woman to brush them off as so much dust


[non-dream tanka pair written 12-2-18. Photomorph "Bytes the Rust" (6-12-16 001v6p) 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), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.

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until next time, keep dreaming,





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

Saturday, December 01, 2018

SINGING FROM THE HEART (photomorph) & SONG FOR THE DANCE (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


SONG FOR THE DANCE

someone
somewhere will always
think you wrong

accuse you of conceit
or of murdering the moment

but do not stop dancing
do not ever stop dancing,
for neap tides become high,
and new moons, full

keep on singing, singing, singing
from the calm eye of joy
as you spin through this life

and emptiness
will be what fills you
till you ring, ring, ring
like a bell


[free verse poem, based on a dream from November of 2005 and written in January of 2006, the last stanza is verbatim from the dream. I began drafting a new non-dream poem today that went nowhere fast, so decided to open up a folder in my poetry archives at random and pick one to re-post. This was the first I read. It's still an important message for me today. And I do just keep "singing..." new pix and poems every day (a rare day I don't produce new ones). If nothing else, the efforts focus this busy brain someplace else for a while than on pain and difficulties. The images in this poem, though, keep raising questions of inconsistencies for me, then they balance out. Not sure that makes for a fully viable poem, but I'm steting them all, as they are ... the poem's been a lot of years this way. Photomorph "Singing from the Heart" (10-3-11 11324v26) by Roswila; between this blog and my photo blog, this is now the ninth version I've posted from the same old photo ... who's a creature of habit? :-) I'll blame that on being a sun-sign Capricorn ...]

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), 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, November 30, 2018

WHAT GOES AROUND (photomorph) & "dream? reality? ..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


dream? reality?
the sound of tires spinning through rain
in a time of drought


[non-dream haiku written 11-29-18. Heard this late at night, outside my living room window when I was falling asleep in my recliner. Fortunately, it was a reality that was not too much for wild fire burn sites to absorb. At least most of them near where I live. As far as I know there was one bridge wash out by an over-loaded stream with fire debris. But nothing like the awful debris flow of last winter that will take years for large areas of Ventura to recover from. Then again, we have more rain coming tomorrow. And the Holy Fire area, down near L.A. got socked with debris flow yesterday. It's a weird experience to be so grateful for rain and anxious about it at the same time. Photomorph "What Goes Around" (10-3-11 11324v3f) by Roswila; you might want to click on this image to see the details; recognize the old saying the title comes from? "What goes around, comes around"?]

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), 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, November 29, 2018

CONCLAVE OF FOREST FAIRIES (photomorph) & DANCE OF THE PIXELS (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


DANCE OF THE PIXELS

pixels dance before her
dreaming eyes,
pixies in a hidden forest
celebration:
she feels privileged
to view
this pre-existing magic
capering like pixies
giving rise
to the photos that fill
the blank black
of the dream
space ...
and her days as well


[free verse poem on a dream of 11-29-18. Yeah, my dreaming -- somewhat lucid (aware one is dreaming) -- mind had fun with the words "pixel" and "pixie." I was tempted to go further once I began drafting this dream poem, and bring in "pixelated" and "pixilated." :-) Photomorph "Conclave of Forest Fairies" (10-3-11 11324v17a) 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), 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.