THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD (photo art) & TWO ROAD STORIES (free verse dream poem) by Roswila
TWO ROAD STORIES
(It's All About the Clothes)
Dream One:
is she in costume? is she in mourning?
just why, pray tell, is she wearing
that totally inappropriate outfit
to join our roller skating race along
this winding seaside road in the foothills ...
I mean, that long black dress will surely
twist around her legs and that body veil
draping from head to toe (face and all!)
may be a lovely pale sunset pink
but what is it about? hm, she's new
to our neighborhood, maybe she's just
getting the jump on us all and claiming
the place she knows she'll be assigned
anyway: a lone woman at the outside
edge, a latter day hedge witch
Dream Two:
no, he's not ready yet to move back in
with his artsy, self-centered mother,
what teen doesn't really like coming
and going as he pleases and despite
his mom's dire predictions he's doing
fine, just fine, on his own -- he puts on
a black leather jacket, yeah, it won't quite
zip up but it's warm out tonight anyway ...
now, what shoes to put on ... he'd rather go
barefoot but accepts that's not smart
when riding a motorcycle ... ah, there!
and he slides into tall white platforms,
and, no, he doesn't really need the extra
height being a tall drink of water
like his father, it's only the contrast
they make to his jacket that he likes,
as if he were stepping out of an old black
and white Marlon Brando biker movie --
he flips the leather collar of his jacket up
to frame his neck, runs his fingers
through his dark, wiry hair, and whistles
for his buddies -- it's time to hit the road
[free verse poem on two separate dreams of 11-27-13. Photo art (10-29-09, 7924v3) "The Yellow Brick Road" by Roswila]
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....".
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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