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Friday, July 01, 2016

CRACKING UP (photo) & THAT OLD TORTURE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


THAT OLD TORTURE

fantasy after tumultuous, yearning fantasy,
each trailed and sometimes rudely interrupted by
a condemning or self-pitying thought (or, though
rarely, by the soft touch of compassion or reason),
each laying down a convincing claim to reality,
to being "the way things are" (or at the very least
should be) ... being of two minds fearful of flying apart
at any given juncture doesn't say the half of it,
it's more like that old torture: a horse tied to each
of one's limbs then whipped up by the torturer
to run off in opposing directions, leaving nothing
behind but a pulsating hot mess


[non-dream free verse poem written 7-1-16. Photo "Cracking Up" (6-28-16 002v2a) 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, June 30, 2016

THE GOLDEN BOUGHS (photomorph) & A CHANGE OF VENUE (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


A CHANGE OF VENUE

he gathers me up
(literally) in his long strong arms,
sensing I'd welcome it,
the white in his blonde hair
glittering under the ceiling lights

although we'd agreed
to meet here he's changing venue
to his upper crust home
where he drops me (figuratively
speaking) at his door and rushes off

but not 'til commending
me to his younger sister's care,
explaining he has
an unexpected and vital appointment
and will be back as soon as possible

his sister's a small blonde beauty,
well-educated and very classy

although I feel a bit intimidated, she's really rather
welcoming as she shows me around the building

I try to pay close attention to her but find my mind
wandering back to images of her handsome brother,

to hopes for what very well might transpire between
he and me once we are alone behind closed doors

she smiles lightly in a knowing way when I stumble
distractedly over an answer to one of her acute questions

I blush as I smile back, and think: of course,
strong intuition does tend to run in families,

and I start to relax, as she must also sense
that I do genuinely care for him


[several tanka and two liners on a dream of 6-29-16. Photomorph "The Golden Boughs" (5-2-16 009v5) 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, June 29, 2016

AT TIDE'S EDGE (photomorph) & WHAT IS IT (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


WHAT IS IT

what is it in me
that simply won't leave this be?
what demands I respond
despite a well-earned hesitation,
to land gasping, a beached fish
no longer even bothering to flap in dismay
at this painfully familiar stranding:
exposed again ... and still unnoticed


[non-dream free verse poem (basically a tanka, two-liner, and monoku, sans line breaks between) based on thoughts I came out of sleep this morning already mulling over. Photomorph "At Tide's Edge" (5-28-16 006v5) 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, June 28, 2016

FAMILY PORTRAIT (photo) & THERE'S A BETTER WAY (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THERE'S A BETTER WAY

there's a better way
to do this, handsome Maks* says,
father and baby
together can do it without
the aid of medication

like natural child birth, infant/Dad bonding
has become another province of doctors

one in which how things should go buries
the uniqueness of each parent/child pair

creating hosts of problems where only a rare few
would ever have surfaced without medicine

as proof, Maks introduces all to his toddler son,
a beaming, free-spirited talented little tyro

but the observers whisper: well, you know
how it goes with foreigners and their odd beliefs,

and how they only see what they want to,
not what's right in front of their eyes


[one tanka and a series of two-liners on a dream of 6-27-16. *Maks was one of the professional dancers on T.V.'s "Dancing With the Stars," who's Russian/American, and (IMHO) handsome and very outspoken. Photo "Family Portrait" (3-31-16 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.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

IGNITION (photomorph) & COMBUSTION (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


COMBUSTION

she says I should smell
her baby's breath, it's always the odor
of high octane fuel
I agree and now understand why
he races so through everything he does

and why the occasional explosion
when she tries to muffle his nature

but a racer, is a racer, maybe she'd do better
to find a way to enjoy riding along with him

rather than try to put out the combustion
that drives his changing body and inventive mind


[a tanka and three two liners on a dream of 6-25-16. Photomorph "Ignition" (6-20-16 012v6) 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, June 25, 2016

POOLING REFLECTIONS (photomorph) & LANGUAGE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


LANGUAGE

the wind's calligraphy across the surface
of the pool holds no meaning, the tongue
its written in foreign and delightfully so,
as I've swallowed many a belly full
of words, only to find they were meant
to control or hurt, or lobbed without a care

this total ignorance I feel watching
an unknown script ripple its sinuous
way over deep blue water's nothing
less than bliss, this languid language
promising nothing at all,
and leaving nothing behind to clean up


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-24-16. Photomorph "Pooling Reflections" (6-20-16 006v4) 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, June 24, 2016

STUDY IN AQUAMARINE (photo) & A TRIO OF TROUBLING TIMES (on dreams) by Roswila


A TRIO OF TROUBLING TIMES

yelling "We're late, we're late!"
a male/female couple runs together
back into a pool in a thudding rush
down the diving board,
breaking its bright aqua back
(how will it ever be mended)

* * *

a blonde mother and grown daughter use
up the time they were allotted to perform
together in a show, then spend more time
together behind the scenes, the mother seems
content with this but not her eccentric child
(will they now split up)

* * *

a father arrives in time to visit with his teenage
daughter, as he puts his arm around her
she reminds him they've been told
they can't be nude together anymore
(oh, no, not another abuser!)

* * *


[on three separate dreams of 6-23-16. Yup, it was a very hard day yesterday once I left the haven of my rooms. That first dream seems to be very much about the present; the second and third, two different stages of my childhood. Those parenthetical phrases were what my dreaming mind thought as it observed. That is, I was not embodied, so to speak, in any of the dreams. But present only as what I call "observer I." Photo "Study in Aquamarine" (11-9-09 8083v4) 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, June 23, 2016

DRINKING THE LIGHT (photomorph) & THE FREELY GIVEN GIFT (dream inspired free verse poem) by Roswila


THE FREELY GIVEN GIFT

she wanders the drought ridden gardens,
surprised how little what must be the deep ravages
of thirst show in the wild array of hues and shapes
opening under the early summer sun

her own life-long deficit echoes endlessly inside,
a dust bowl mix of ancient unmet yearning
and egregious failures, threatening as always
to drag down into its depression the good face
she somehow always manages to put on
to walk into the day

she pulls out her camera knowing the focus
of seeking and snapping shot after shot
will anchor her blessedly
like the abundant flora

as she feels the familiar miraculous
setting down of roots she has a last thought
before the nearly oblivious delight
of responding to the shapes and shadows
in front of her has settled in

is this what's touted as faith:

this standing at the crossroads of the pain
of the past and the fear of the future,

drinking in the freely given gift
of the sunlight's warmth and playfulness


[free verse poem taking off from a dream fragment of 6-22-16 that I had begun trying to write about in my sleep. Photomorph "Drinking the Light" (10-7-09 7391v3) 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, June 22, 2016

AURA OF THE ROSES (photomorph) & WILL I FEEL (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


WILL I FEEL

will I feel even more alone
when your aura, stirred by my desire
or hope no longer fills me,
over and over, nor hovers silently
at an outside remove,
tracking my progress
as I wish you would do,
a covetous following,
like a hesitant caress down
my arm or back; this inside/outside
presence that's both a dizzying delight
and soft comfort, until dispersed
like a morning fog by intrusive
clarity: how utterly alone I am


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-21-16. Photomorph "Aura of the Roses" (8-31-09 6331v6) 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, June 21, 2016

LAST LIGHT OF THE DAY (photo) & "the sunlight shining through..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


(for Helen)

the sun shining through
a slice of lemon meringue pie
her surprised laughter


[haiku written 6-20-16. That pie image is not a metaphor; it's what she was responding to in the last line. And yet, and yet, a smile on a dear friend could very well be compared to sun through something as sweet as pie. And therein, to me, lies the genius in the design of haiku: sticking clearly to one actual moment that then often connects outward to so much more. I.e., not imposing a metaphor on a scene, but letting it arise unstated, if/as it will out of the moment's unembellished setting on the page. Photo "Last Light of the Day" (8-23-09 5990v6) 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, June 20, 2016

THE PALM TELLS A STORY (photo) & PRAYER TO THE LEFT BRAIN INTERPRETER (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila


PRAYER TO THE LEFT BRAIN INTERPRETER*

please, oh, please dear interpreter
write some new stories in my brain
for a change with your infinite
talent and skills

lay down fresh instantaneous tales
that will activate different neural
pathways in my anxious brain,
tales that will be uplifting
and calming, or at the very least
not the same old same old frenemies
that I call my paranoias

but failing this, please give me
a few seconds grace to see its fabrication
before one of your convoluted scripts
burns into my mind, a tightly woven
and painfully attractive weave,
time enough to brush its hot,
sticky threads away before they harden
and I believe I am the storyline

should even this not be possible, dear interpreter,
help me at least to hold a small light of awareness
in the murky fallout of on-going story time
when your fictions tangle up
like huge Gordian knots with those
other people's interpreters write:
it's a fabulous world, filled with
and built by nothing more
and nothing less
than tall tales


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-20-16. *Click here to read about our left brain interpreter. I once suggested here that it might be this interpreter that actually "writes" our dreams. I.e., the dream was not dreamed as we recall it but may only have been a jumble of random neural firings. And that as we first recall the dream on waking we are witnessing our left brain interpreter organizing it into some sort of story. This interpreter was brought to mind as I just started a new book, "The Neurotic's Guide to Avoiding Enlightenment," by Chris Niebauer, Ph.D., in which this story teller is central to the writer's point. BTW, this poem is eighth in a "Prayer to..." series, all posted here (Prayer to the Sun, Prayer to the Haze, Prayer to Empty Moments, Prayer to An Other, Prayer to Surrender, Prayer to Deep Sadness, and Prayer to Pain) so just search by title (search box is in the upper left of this page) if you're interested. Photo "The Palm Tells A Story" (6-12-16 oldpic) 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, June 19, 2016

BOWING TO THE MOON (photo) & THE LAGNIAPPE (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


THE LAGNIAPPE

Brad Pitt again!
at least this time we’re good friends
the circus tent snaps
in the night wind as he explains
why he has to leave briefly

his detective job
requires he take a button
from a prone man’s chest
I see him bending over
removing it carefully

the button glitters
like a medal – a lagniappe
from the full moon


[two tanka and a dreamku on a dream of 1-19-11, first posted in 2011. There's a full moon tomorrow and as often happens around this time I have rather vague dream recall from last night, so I'm putting this one up again. I stumbled across it looking for something else and am glad I did. I've always liked that ending image. And as often happens with the poems (or pix) I stumble across from years past, it has an eerie relevance to a current situation. Oy! I just remembered it's Father's Day which also newly informs this old dream today. Photo "Bowing to the Moon" (4-14-16 10507e2) 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, June 18, 2016

RED MOON RISING (photomorph) & IN MY FRIEND'S HAND (on a dream) by Roswila


IN MY FRIEND'S HAND

there's a complicated mess in the otherwise
nearly empty room where my friend says
she receives a daily visit from a shy
hummingbird; it's clear there won't be
any visit today (maybe the novelty of my
presence, and the mess is scaring it off) so
I think to help her by packing everything
away in a flat hinged plastic box, including
the bright red plastic ring that the hummer
always lands on and picks up; then a smile
beams on her beautiful old face as she points
around in the air "There, do you hear it?
Do you see it? My hummingbird's
coming in for a landing anyway!" And
indeed, I do, and quickly ask her if she
thought to take out that ruby colored ring
I'd put inside the box; she looks at me
as if to say "Don't be silly, of course I did..."
as the hummer picks up the almost glowing red
ring and flies to drop it in my friend's hand


[on a dream of 6-17-16. This is probably one of the most straight forward dreams I've had in ages (the imagery is all, directly or indirectly, from one actual waking life situation). And I'd like to think the reassurance I get from it is all there is to it. Though, of course, as with most dreams there's probably at least one other less apparent level to it. But I'm not going to plumb the depths today. I'll take the reassurance and run! Smile. (Ack...I didn't run soon enough. I just caught a really painful other level, having to do with my failures.) Photomorph "Red Moon Rising" (3-24-16 007v2b) 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, June 17, 2016

IN THE FACE OF IT (photo) & CONCERNING ISSUES (on two dreams) by Roswila


CONCERNING ISSUES

a middle aged man's quite concerned
that this lovely woman's way too young
for that man (after all, she's only 14);
another adult man tells him not to worry,
that he knows the guy who's pursuing
her and he really does like her
(that he's not just being a horn dog
after a tasty morsel), that they should
simply leave this May/December pair alone
in that small room and let nature
take it's course, for what was it
that old T.V. commercial said?
ah, yes, "You can't fool Mother Nature"

* * * * * * * *

an elderly woman's male friend
and I are very concerned about her;
I take a chance and say to her that
maybe she needs to see a doctor
(given my distrust of all medical folk,
that's a good indication of how disturbed
I am); she responds with one of her
most pleasing smiles (the kind
that usually goes right to my heart),
saying she'd just spent 14 hours
in the hospital having some issue
(other than the one worrying me)
checked out, and she was told she's fine,
that all shall be well, and all manner
of thing shall be well*


[on two separate dreams of 6-14-16. *Even in the dream I knew these last two lines to be from a quote by Julian of Norwich (an anchoress, a woman who set herself apart for God and lived isolated in a cell): “All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well.” I note the number 14 appears in both dreams and that the date of the dreaming was the 14th. That feels like a clue that these dreams are largely, maybe even entirely about current issues. I also googled for the esoteric meaning of the number 14, and found this phrase to be most relevant: a "... great need in life ... to achieve balance, harmony, temperance and prudence." Photo "In the Face of It" (3-24-16 010v2) 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.