SWEPT AWAY (photo art ) & MAKING WAVES (free verse dream poem) by Roswila
MAKING WAVES
the massive airplane carrying
an important CEO crashes
nose first into the bay
my fear it's headed right at us
is wrenchingly refocused when I see
it's underwater trajectory ends
at the crowded runways
of La Guardia Airport
then it hits me: this plane crash
destroyed the rehearsed ending
to our turbulent opera-in-progress
and I jump onto the water-stage
of the large bay to sing a closing
aria I'm not even sure I know
the show's now well and fully over,
the other cast members as surprised
as I that I jumped into the breach
and performed a closing song solo
one fellow cast member, injured
by the rough waters tossed about
by the downed plane, tugs at my heart
he's my lover but I've known
for some time I have to leave him
he and I are bedded down
on the ledge along the left side
of a small silver pontoon plane
bobbing at the edge of the bay
he's to be flown for medical help
and although I won't leave him
in this condition, I will move on soon
enough, though I do still love him
as I once again embrace this sad
inevitability, the fading waves
on the surface of the bay
rock us gently to sleep
[free verse dream poem on a dream of 9-18-13. My first association on recalling this dream was to the expression: "It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings." I am, shall I say, Rubenesque, and there are lots of issues in my life right now that feel like unending loud and off-key operas. (And that's only partly a joke.) La Guardia Airport is in Queens, New York City. My family home during my teen years was only a couple of blocks from its Marine Air Terminal. Another recent dream/poem also had a New York City location (the Triborough Bridge). The issue of leave taking moves along further in a subsequent night's dream, the poem for which I'll post here soon. However, the necessity of leaving aside, this dream might be boiled down to "toning down the drama." Photo "Swept Away" (9-12-13) by Roswila]
Also please note that a dream poem 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 now. I now tend to "show" (the dream narrative) 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 pretty much applies to free verse dream poems as well.
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....".
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 connections & other blogs: Charter Member of the United Haiku and Tanka Society (UHTS); ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL; ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT; and TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.
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