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Friday, February 28, 2014

BLUSH OF EVENING (photo art) & "tiny pink roses..." (dreamku) by Roswila


tiny pink roses
turn into golden brown earth
my cup spills over


[re-post of a dreamku written in June of 2008. This was dreamed only five months after moving here to CA. Photo art "Blush of Evening" (11-9-13 070v9) by Roswila]

BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

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....".

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,






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.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

WHICH WAY TOMORROW (photo) & "alone in the loveseat..." (non-dream tanka) by Roswila


alone in the loveseat
the wavy grain of the wood
on the small table
a vase of silk daffodils ...
no moment more full than this


[non-dream tanka written February 2014. Photo "Which Way Tomorrow" (4-7-12 11633e) 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,





[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”). 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.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

HANGING FIRE (photo art) & THE HANGING BABY (dream tanka series) by Roswila


THE HANGING BABY

employees gossip
heatedly among themselves
that they want to quit --
management's treatment of them
is abysmal, they assert

one handsome young man,
though, placidly says that he's
made an about face
and reveals the flipside to a
massive chart they'd been viewing

just why this dark side
has changed his mind is unclear:
trompe l'oeil rafters
challenge the eye, and hanging
from one is a large baby

if viewed for a while
one can tell the babe's not only
more draped than hanging,
but constructed of eye
fooling flesh colored rubber

arguing rises
among the gathered workers
as to what this means,
some saying it's a threat
others, that it's a mirror

saddened, the young man
goes back to his work alone
not realizing
that the symbols he's turned up
also go on with their jobs


[several tanka on a dream of 2-24-14. (Trompe l'oiel.) When drafting this tanka series I made the choice not to go on about the many "meanings" I see in the dream, especially that hanging baby. For I think an important "point" of this dream is how symbols often just keep on unfolding. And then there's the Zen saying that "The most dangerous thing in the world is to think you understand something." Not that we can't attain little handholds that help us navigate through our lives (and even those we may need to let go of). The danger is in thinking we absolutely and completely understand. All of which fits with my association of the hanging baby to The Hanged Man (sometimes called The Hanging Man) in the Tarot. A card of letting go, of surrender of the ego, among many other ways of relating to it's symbolism/imagery. A card which keeps offering new vistas to me as a reader (as do all the Tarot cards). Here it is in the Rider/Waite/Smith deck:


Photo art "Hanging Fire" (7-28-12 12093ev4) by Roswila]


BRIEF INTRODUCTION TO DREAMKU (& PHOTOS):

But first, a request: please let me know of any typos or other sorts of blunders in my posts. As my eyes age I'm finding more mistakes are creeping into what I put up here no matter how many times I proof it all. Thanks for any help!

The dream-based poems posted on this blog -- dreamku, tanka, two-liners, monoku, free verse, dream narratives -- are offered in the spirit of collaboration. I have done my part. Now it’s your turn to jump in and see what comes up for you. I.e., there is no right or wrong way to relate to any of these dream offerings. Even my own understandings of them change over time. And it gives me joy when a reader sees something in any of them that I have not. (This all applies to any of the non-dream poems posted here, too.)

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....".

* * * *
‘til next time, keep dreaming,






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.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

WHERE'D THE ROSE GO? (photo art) & ALL THIS CHANGING (dream narrative) by Roswila


ALL THIS CHANGING

oh s--t! I've locked myself out!
should I just keep going and see
what all the celebratory fuss
on the boardwalk is about?

nah, I'll just be p.o.'d at myself
when I get back later all tired
I might as well bother the landlord
or neighbors now to get back in

but it seems there's no one else home
in our white clapboard house-cum-
apartment-building, not even the janitor

now what do I do? call a locksmith, no,
no, way, much too expensive ...
then as if by magic I'm in the lobby
but it seems it's nothing magical
I've had the dang keys all along

I hurry up the stairs to my apartment,
but where is it? the entire layout
of the third floor has changed, and is still
altering even as I stand here:
just when I settle on an apartment door
being here, it's over there, all with no fuss,
oops! now gone from there to by the steps

I stop a short middle-aged woman
with deep auburn hair as she heads
for the so far unmoving stairs:
what's going on!? I say, she winces
at the high pitch of my voice then shrugs
and continues on the down the stairs

then I get more panicky when I think
are the floors stable?
what if I manage to find
my rooms and enter them,
with all this changing, will there be
any ground left to stand upon?


[narrative on a dream of 2-23-14. This is a new take on a recurring dream image of mine. One I've had over the decades, though not very frequently. I climb or try to climb apartment stairs and there's usually something odd or missing about them. I don't ever recall finding things in a state of flux as they are above. I'm actually encouraged by this dream but it's too much to go into here. Suffice it to say part of me is in a panic about changes I've been and will continue to make. Best I be very conscious of these feelings or I could find myself in a sink hole! (And that's only partly a joke.) Photo art "Where'd the Rose Go?" (11-19-09 8256ev6) 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,






[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”). 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.

Monday, February 24, 2014

GOING VIRAL (photo art) & THE TYRO & THE TESTY TECH (dream narrative) by Roswila


THE TYRO & THE TESTY TECH

"... but I cleaned all these programs
off my computer as you told me to,"
I assert, "why are they back on
and causing me so much grief?"

the young male techie
insists I must be mistaken,
that the programs couldn't simply
reappear, there's no magic
to computers, only logic

I retort how I've heard about viral
lines of coding written initially
as protection, that know when a program
disappears from one's computer, then
connect to the internet to retrieve it

the dark haired bespectacled techie
stifles a dismissive eye-ball rolling
glance at me as he mumbles
that there is no such thing

ah well, I think to myself, just because
you've not heard of it, my fine young man,
doesn't mean it doesn't exist, much less
that it's not wreaking havoc on my system

guess I'll have to feel my way
through a search on my computer
for those malicious lines of coding

it won't be the first time
I've had to learn how to do something
by following my own nose


[narrative on a dream of 2-22-14. As I woke from this dream I was already in the process of comparing this to our brains' neural networks, memory storage and retrieval, and so on. Photo art "Going Viral" (3-27-10 8680v2) 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,






[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”). 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.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

GOING WITH THE FLOW (photo art) & "a quiet sunny seat..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


a quiet sunny seat
overlooking the pool
the whole world floats


[non-dream haiku written 2-23-14. Photo art "Going With The Flow" (11-9-10 10002ev2) 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,






[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”). 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.