ALL DAILY DREAMKU FOR AUGUST 2007
Black Madonna, Notre Dame des Neiges/Our Lady of the Snows
I don’t really know how to make any sort of sensible overview of this month’s dreamku. The past few month’s have been a mixed batch, but this month’s is even more so. Hm, as I typed that and was thinking of the Black Madonna above (see dreamku and note of 8/31 below), I realized the one constant thread through these is “mother.” Even when not overtly stated, some are referencing “mother issues.”
A little background: my mother died when I was ten and worse than her passing was how my family dealt – or rather did not deal with it, afterwards and in subsequent years. Yes, family in general seems to have been a theme this month. Not surprising as I’m preparing (hopefully) to move out of this apartment I’ve lived in for 23 years. A place where I’ve grown deeper and more nourishing roots than I’ve ever had in the previous two-thirds of my life. A personal “motherland,” if you will.
ALL DAILY DREAMKU POSTED IN AUGUST 2007
August 1, 2007
woodland road bank
the comedian keeps her
from tumbling
August 2, 2007
darkened room
they don’t like my gift
of two golden dolls
August 3, 2007
memory check
I’m driven back to that old
Irish bar
August 4, 2007
feeling ignored
I leave the grand dinner
costly move
August 5, 2007
he feeds his pet rat
human-shaped ice cream
it thanks him
August 6, 2007
if I let him stab her
he’ll not cut me
I fight to disarm him
August 7, 2007
MOVING
the staircase falls
against the wall on the right
moving day
we can anchor
the leaning stairs on the left
wide gap
we look for supplies
to straighten up the staircase
the way out
August 8, 2007
he plays the game
I try to make my point
tennis mismatch
August 9, 2007
we replay
our mother’s early death
nothing changes
August 10, 2007
better days
I cajole myself awake
singing an old song
August 11, 2007
the very tall girl
is a champ at basketball
I play low ball
August 12, 2007
all its old buttons
morph into strings
black desert boot
August 13, 2007
four point landing
the feral kitten pulls out
strands of my hair
August 14, 2007
the rally chooses
Oprah as their candidate
no fuss, no bother
August 15, 2007
I take notes as he
rattles off his beliefs
unknown driver
August 16, 2007
his dark jacket
has a large back pleat
my future lover
August 17, 2007
they refuse to treat
her new skull fracture
a knotted old one
August 18, 2007
she proclaims the
miscarriage was not her fault
he fakes agreement
August 19, 2007
her dying mother
fills us in on the dangers
subway dust
August 20, 2007
he wants to put them
a mile above it all
no safety
August 21, 2007
we publish romance
novels from my kitchen
food fight!
August 22, 2007
I can’t count on
any face values
Hitler’s currency
August 23, 2007
they upset me
so I leave the meeting
their vague amusement
she comes after me
to get me to go back
a fresh goal calls
August 24, 2007
hairy naked men
climb from the didjeridu
a prowling man
August 25, 2007
A QUESTION OF IDENTITY
everyone tells him
he's something else
confused alien
the truth is he's
Portugese-Australian
bearded companion
August 26, 2007
fear at night
the grandmother graciously
sleeps beside me
August 27, 2007
chance meeting
her pictures and words still
do not match up
August 28, 2007
he tries to fit
his T.V. in a past home
is this allowed
August 29, 2007
SYNOPSIS
our mother
falls unconscious at the wheel
I pinch her
my brother and I
struggle to reach the pedals
careening
night under the trees
I pull
the emergency brake
August 30, 2007
they find our secret
computer subdrive
soap opera accounts
OLD DREAM/NEW 'KU*
through the plate glass
I watch a building collapse
dark woman and child
he breaks the pane that
keeps the woman and child out
I fear hurting them
*I found my notes for the 32 year-old dream the above are based on yesterday, scribbled in the back inside flap of a crumbling paperback book. Synchronistically, both then and now I am faced with an emotionally difficult move to a new home (then it involved leaving a woman and child I'd been living with for years). I see a lot more in that dream than I'll go into here. And simply add that the book the dream was scribbled in was "The Divine Milieu," spiritual writings of Teilhard de Chardin, a christian Father. So there was a bit of The Black Madonna in this dream; the reminder is welcome today. Ah, I just realized these are the last dreamku for August. Somehow that seems appropriate.
August 1, 2007
woodland road bank
the comedian keeps her
from tumbling
August 2, 2007
darkened room
they don’t like my gift
of two golden dolls
August 3, 2007
memory check
I’m driven back to that old
Irish bar
August 4, 2007
feeling ignored
I leave the grand dinner
costly move
August 5, 2007
he feeds his pet rat
human-shaped ice cream
it thanks him
August 6, 2007
if I let him stab her
he’ll not cut me
I fight to disarm him
August 7, 2007
MOVING
the staircase falls
against the wall on the right
moving day
we can anchor
the leaning stairs on the left
wide gap
we look for supplies
to straighten up the staircase
the way out
August 8, 2007
he plays the game
I try to make my point
tennis mismatch
August 9, 2007
we replay
our mother’s early death
nothing changes
August 10, 2007
better days
I cajole myself awake
singing an old song
August 11, 2007
the very tall girl
is a champ at basketball
I play low ball
August 12, 2007
all its old buttons
morph into strings
black desert boot
August 13, 2007
four point landing
the feral kitten pulls out
strands of my hair
August 14, 2007
the rally chooses
Oprah as their candidate
no fuss, no bother
August 15, 2007
I take notes as he
rattles off his beliefs
unknown driver
August 16, 2007
his dark jacket
has a large back pleat
my future lover
August 17, 2007
they refuse to treat
her new skull fracture
a knotted old one
August 18, 2007
she proclaims the
miscarriage was not her fault
he fakes agreement
August 19, 2007
her dying mother
fills us in on the dangers
subway dust
August 20, 2007
he wants to put them
a mile above it all
no safety
August 21, 2007
we publish romance
novels from my kitchen
food fight!
August 22, 2007
I can’t count on
any face values
Hitler’s currency
August 23, 2007
they upset me
so I leave the meeting
their vague amusement
she comes after me
to get me to go back
a fresh goal calls
August 24, 2007
hairy naked men
climb from the didjeridu
a prowling man
August 25, 2007
A QUESTION OF IDENTITY
everyone tells him
he's something else
confused alien
the truth is he's
Portugese-Australian
bearded companion
August 26, 2007
fear at night
the grandmother graciously
sleeps beside me
August 27, 2007
chance meeting
her pictures and words still
do not match up
August 28, 2007
he tries to fit
his T.V. in a past home
is this allowed
August 29, 2007
SYNOPSIS
our mother
falls unconscious at the wheel
I pinch her
my brother and I
struggle to reach the pedals
careening
night under the trees
I pull
the emergency brake
August 30, 2007
they find our secret
computer subdrive
soap opera accounts
OLD DREAM/NEW 'KU*
through the plate glass
I watch a building collapse
dark woman and child
he breaks the pane that
keeps the woman and child out
I fear hurting them
*I found my notes for the 32 year-old dream the above are based on yesterday, scribbled in the back inside flap of a crumbling paperback book. Synchronistically, both then and now I am faced with an emotionally difficult move to a new home (then it involved leaving a woman and child I'd been living with for years). I see a lot more in that dream than I'll go into here. And simply add that the book the dream was scribbled in was "The Divine Milieu," spiritual writings of Teilhard de Chardin, a christian Father. So there was a bit of The Black Madonna in this dream; the reminder is welcome today. Ah, I just realized these are the last dreamku for August. Somehow that seems appropriate.
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‘til next time, keep dreaming,
Roswila
[aka: Patricia Kelly]
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