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Wednesday, July 05, 2006



As I was going through my files for ideas for today's post I ran across this old piece, written in 1984. The memory it references is of a Fourth of July in my childhood, so it seems appropriate to post it now, if a day late.

This piece is not what I would call successful writing. I've edited it many times, both expanding and contracting it, and finally left it as the flawed but deeply felt piece it is.

I am also hard pressed to categorize it. It's not a short-short story, nor is it really a prose poem. So I'll simply leave it as a childhood memory; maybe, a vignette.


The evening is dreary. A car slips by spewing water across the sidewalks. Its headlights briefly splash twin asterisks of light on my rain wet window pane. How much they look like sparklers...

I can still smell the pungent odor of the last sparkler my father lit. My spirit jumps in sympathy with my towheaded brother's rabbit path around our father. "Please, please, please Daddy, one more, one more!" Phssst, fizzle and Daddy answers his plea. We all stand, momentarily content to be silent and together as the brief beauty burns down...

Long after the bright stars on the window have gone, a tender glow remains, cradled by the night.

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It just now struck me as I proofed this post that its nostalgia echos the card for today on my Tarot blog (link at bottom of this post), which is about The Six of Cups.

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,


[aka: 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”)****My other blog: ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL.

Sunday, July 02, 2006


A New Approach, by Robert P. Gongloff

Llewellyn Publications, Woodbury, MN; 2006;
ISBN 0-7387-0818-6;

After many years of dream work, reading of relevant literature, writing stories and poems based on dreams, and so on, I was excited by the idea of a new approach to dream work. On reading "Dream Exploration" I was not disappointed.

If one comes away from this book with only one thing -- how to determine the theme of a dream -- one will have gained a great deal. Gongloff’s descriptions of how to determine a dream’s theme clarified why some of my own dreams seem to "unzip" with ease, while others remain relatively closed. That in the former instance I am identifying the theme: the underlying question that one needs to be asking and addressing in one’s waking life.

Gongloff also makes a somewhat uncommon recommendation to keep a day journal -- notes about the day before going to sleep. This is an extremely valuable suggestion. I have been keeping a detailed daily journal for many years (for other reasons than dreams) and find it a tremendous aid to dream work. I stumbled across this deeply reciprocal relationship between my day and dream journal by accident, working it out as I went along. Gongloff outlines clearly how it can be done.

However, Gongloff’s system is not for the casual dream worker. Though I hasten to add that it does have a tremendous amount to offer, if one is willing and able to put in the time and effort that would be required to learn and apply his elegant and detailed system. I believe it would be ideal for a dream worker who likes or wants a prescriptive approach. Someone new to dream work who has the requisite dedication, could also do quite well with this book as it covers the basics and outlines a very clear structure for the process.

This book includes many charts, sample dreams and possible evaluations of them, instructions, categories, a good bibliography, and so on. Gongloff is also very thorough in offering practical ways to apply what you gain from dream work to your waking life.

In fact, given the breadth of his system I would say this book is ultimately not about dream work, but about life work – day and dream work. About listening for the questions and where they direct our attention, so that we may grow into those souls we sometimes glimpse in waking mystical moments and in the most numinous of our dreams.

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,


[aka: 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”)****My other blog: ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL.

Saturday, July 01, 2006


As I have said in previous posts about dream haiku, I am still working out the relationship for me between the haiku form and my dreams. My tendency still is to favor the dream, so I am aware many of these may give those knowledgeable about haiku heartburn. However, there is something to be said for experimentation, for stretching the limits of a form. And even as I do so, I work very hard to honor the haiku form -- a form I continue to learn about, by the way. Given all this, my dream haiku notebook looks like a much-edited inter-state highway roadmap! (What the dream needs to be saying comes through very readily; its getting it into "proper" haiku form that can take lots of thought.)

I should mention that these haiku were not necessarily written on the date they were posted, nor were their source dreams dreamt on that date. I choose a dream haiku to post on any given day by looking through my handwritten notebook and picking one that appeals to me for one reason or another. The dream haiku in this little notebook are based on dreams I had from yesterday all the way back to many years ago. I do have the month and year of the dream recorded with the haiku so I could sort all these dream haiku in date order of their source dream should I ever want to.

June 30, 2006

her hidden horse is not dead
only starved

June 29, 2006

the evil tree
can’t tolerate saliva
spit fire

June 28, 2006

he takes her toy
inchworm from her hand

June 27, 2006

the old horse
can only see to the side
circuitous path

June 26, 2006

double indemnity
dwelling on a simpler time
that never was

June 25, 2006

translucent white globes
ring the solar system’s edge
crowded offing

June 24, 2006

cool morning breeze:
dream clings of being
half man, half woman

June 23, 3006

strange bedfellows
the disaffected thieves
make love

June 22, 2006

she finds the hurt boy
beneath a sheltering tree
deep haven

June 21, 2006

she writes
the old URLs in script
living links

June 20, 2006

futile effort
she painstakingly staples
the trashed image

June 19, 2006

the villains
closet the full moon
lunatic fringe

June 18, 2006

she asks her father
to point out the bus stop
there’s no place like home

June 16, 2006

crowded subway train:
fear makes the tiger

June 15, 2006

she does not want
to be like other women
sour grapes

June 14, 2006

the rope-like scar
down the middle of her breast
one twist too many

June 13, 2006

William Shatner
has had a sex change
she runs the show

June 12, 2006

women bend saplings
to fling themselves over
bridging the gap

June 11, 2006

a newborn kitten
nurses at her blouse button
blind faith

June 10, 2006

two Buddha statues
lie together broken

June 9, 2006

George Harrison
sells cakes across the veil
soul food

June 8, 2006

the air at the edge
tugs as it rushes by
fear and elation

June 7, 2006

we urge the foal
to separate from Pegasus
a crucial grounding

June 6, 2006

the snakes’ bites
put her in an altered state
strangers ask questions

June 5, 2006

little footprints raise
on my friend’s pregnant belly
a new path

June 4, 2006

all she sings
are someone else’s songs
her spirit wilts

June 3, 2006

sheet after clear sheet
offers more clarity
on a roll

June 2, 2006

the plague survivors
fling windows open for air
starting yet again

June 1, 2006

Matthew asks questions
I wake
and he dies again

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P.S. of 1/8/07--I just noted there's no daily dream haiku for the 17th of June. I know I posted one, however, I obviously forgot to enter it in my word processing file from which I make the full month's post. There's no way I can figure out which one it was. Sigh.

‘til next time, keep dreaming,


[aka: 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”)****My other blog: ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL.

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