GRAFFITI DREAM (photomorph) & A SLATE WASHED CLEAN (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

A SLATE WASHED CLEAN

all I want, really,
is a pint of coffee ice cream
this is a super-
market, is it not? why should
that be such a procedure?

and why aren't there
any employees around, none!
not one to answer
my hungry inquiry: where do
you keep your ice cream pints?

but the shelves and freezers are as empty
as this frustrated yearning for ice cream

the entire market a slate washed clean,
daring my anger to splatter it like graffiti


[two tanka capped by two two-liners on a dream of 5-14-15. Given my food issues, this dream leaves me feeling a bit of relief that what I'm craving is not available. As there's always that vague spectre of "falling off the wagon" and returning to my old eating patterns. Even as I also know that's not going to happen. P.S. I had another dream with food in it last night (the 15th). Will probably post the poem I'm writing on it tomorrow. At least as far as I've gotten with the draft, it appears to be a positive extension of the "message" in the one above. Photomorph "Graffiti Dream" (4-8-15a 031v5) 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.

THE BEGINNING (photo) & REPARATIONS (dream based prose poem) by Roswila

REPARATIONS

why the blazes didn't he give me a heads up,
even a few hours would have been helpful

but, noooo-oh, he just brings a repair guy
right in to do the job I didn't even know
needed doing, or had long ago forgotten about

I get right up in his face with my anger,
yelling at him as I never did when he was alive

and he looking all the while as only he could
when he was young and handsome,
with those placid blue-gray eyes

as if no one could ever challenge him on anything,
or at least hold out long enough to get it through to him

get it through that he'd been thoughtless,
inconsiderate,
selfish,
and most of all more concerned with how things look,
than with what they actually are

yet somehow this confrontation doesn't feel at all
like I might have imagined it would
had I even cared to anticipate its fall out

for my father stands there taking it all in gracefully
and by the time my fulminating's over,
so, too, are the repairs


[dream based prose poem (or maybe dream narrative?) on a dream of 5-4-15, written during my blog break. This was my actual father (LOL, not a "visitation," just what he looked like when he was a young man). What I accuse him of in this dream/poem could apply to me at times, as well. But I think the deeper point to the dream is some anger at him I wasn't aware I was still harboring. And that expressing it in this dream was healing. Hm, that raises the thought that some of that anger has also been at myself for not being perfect, for having some of the short comings that I saw in him. Photo "The Beginning" (9-4-09 6564) 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.

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until next time, keep dreaming,

[a/k/a 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.

GOLDEN SHADOWS (photo) & THE GOLDEN RIM (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

THE GOLDEN RIM

an actress whose work
I like holds a crystal goblet
its rim gold-plated
she proceeds to make it sing
rubbing her finger around it;
an actor I find
annoying looks quite surprised,
he'd not ever heard
crystal sing out musically
in a long sustained warble;
she begins to teach
him how to make it sing brightly,
wetting a finger,
then rubbing it patiently
and slowly, around the rim,
mentioning sadly
that, of course, the goblet will
ultimately break --
wait a minute, my dream
observer thinks, that's not true;
just then the actor
says he's sees no reason why
sound should fracture it --
I don't know what's more surprising,
that we agree or that he understands
how spinning music
from the golden rim can't hurt
the vibrant vessel ...
and yet, and yet, nothing goes on
singing unbroken forever


[tanka series (with no stanza breaks between) on a dream of 4-22-15, & written during my blog break. The actress was an actual one who'd been a long-standing, major player on the old soap opera "One Life to Live" (how about that name for triggering associations). The actor still appears in a major role on the current soap opera "The Young and the Restless" (another name that triggers associations). In a way, life is like a series of ephemeral soap operas. Yet somehow we manage to occasionally make art of it. To make it sing. Photo "Golden Shadows" (5-12-15 003v6) 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.

NO EXIT (photo) & SONG OF THE HYPOCHONDRIAC (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

SONG OF THE HYPOCHONDRIAC

the head nurse whispers
to me that the hospital wing
has a benefactor
someone who donates regularly
keeping their level of care high

she then turns away
and signs the release form for
a homeless man
I start chatting with the man
as we hobble from the hospital

I'd only been visiting, I say, to which he
wryly responds, isn't that what we all say

and pointing to another old homeless guy
adding that he has a list of excuses, too

it might as well have been a ton of bricks
he'd lobbed at me as the realization hits:

I'd been making myself sick and needy
then covering this skewed tactic with denial

and sealing it up with drama to muffle the core
so I can't hear it crying: "What I did for love"*


[two tanka with five two-liners on a dream of 4-27-15, dreamed/written during my blog break. *"What I Did For Love," song from the musical "A Chorus Line." I didn't hear this in the dream. Synchronistically, it was being sung when I turned on the T.V. the morning after I had this dream. These are the lyrics that punched right through me: "Stitch myself up, then I do it again // I can't believe (I can't believe) what I did for love // What I did for love." BTW, this dream references maladaptive strategies I've unconsciously used to "get" love in any of its forms, not just romantic. The dream was a response to an incubating question before going to sleep, that I did not consciously think of as having to do with love. And I'll admit that until I heard the song, the dream poem I was drafting in my mind had been headed some place quite different. The song hauled me up short. I should also comment on the hospital benefactor. This feels like some "higher" aspect of my psyche that has been caring for me without my full awareness, even as I've tried all these maladaptive strategies. N.B., "hypochrondiac" is a metaphor. I'm doctor/ hospital/ medicine/ treatment avoidant, in the extreme. Hm, I suppose the shadow side of that would be an unconscious hypochondria, though. Photo "No Exit" ( 5-7-15 10002e2) 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.

BY A DIFFERENT LIGHT (photo) & THERE'S WORSE THINGS (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

THERE ARE WORSE THINGS

it's absolutely
delightful! my New York City
friend's visiting me
I take her on a little tour
of our West Coast community

I gesture briefly
toward the building going up
across the roadway
expressing an annoyance that
it will block the mountain view,

and notice my nails:
where's the bright red nail polish
I put on last night?
I know I painted my nails
a shiny stoplight red

I ask my dear friend
how the polish could just vanish from
all ten of my nails
she smiles and shrugs, adding that she,
too, lost all nail polish overnight

yet no one could have removed it, I respond,
especially without waking either of us up

though I suppose there are worse things
to lose to the swift passage of time

even the impending loss of a mountain view
seems small in the light of a friend's smile


[tanka series capped by three two-liners on a dream of 4-24-15 & written during my recent blogging break. I chose this one to post today because I was just looking at the actual building construction and mountains that are referenced in this dream. Today I was brought out of the sadness at the thought of future loss into the beautiful day by a gorgeous red winged black bird swooping right across my view, with the lilting of songbirds as its musical score. (There's a poem percolating on this, too.) Photo "By A Different Light" (4-21-15 002d) 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.

EVENING IN THE MOUNTAINS (photomorph) & SHE LEAVES THE WAR BEHIND (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

SHE LEAVES THE WAR BEHIND

she leaves the war behind
going in search of her General
the one who'd also
given up on all the battling
to live in these rolling mountains

she finds him, and by
way of a greeting says "Life as a soldier
was an endless fight,"
though he does not seem to need
or even want an explanation

his serenity
brushes her from its great depth,
they sit on a log
as he takes a brief break from the day's
work of preparing this rocky hill,

for the planting season
has come around again for
the community
descended from ancient Indians
of which he's become a part

she looks out over
the hill, "More like a bunch of rocks,"
she thinks but doesn't say --
the familiar twinkle of a smile
she remembers livens his face

"Yes, my dear, the work
of the world is never done"
he notes following
her judging gaze, "One does not
even get to rest on one's laurels,

rock piles in need of clearing
rise as surely as seedling crops
in the path ahead,
however, if one is lucky
very, very lucky, this happens..."

his gentle sweeping gesture includes the hill on which
they rest and the mountains against a translucent sky

"...the heavy curtain of thinking opens and we're afforded
a glimpse of the forever beauty of impermanence"


[tanka series capped by two two-liners written on a dream from 4-28-15, during my spring blog break. I chose this one precisely because it is the polar opposite of my mood today. (Can we spell "cranky," children?) To be honest even as I dreamed it I wasn't "in" that serenity of the former General. But recalling the dream and writing about it gave me hope. What's that expression? To create something we first have to imagine it? Photomorph "Evening in the Mountains" (4-21-15 002xxx) 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.

CATCHING FIRE (photomorph) & PLANS (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

PLANS

my roommate and I
check out at a slew of floor plans
each fully detailed
and in crisp black and white
but none's satisfactory

at least not to me, for I somehow know the right plan
for the new arrangement will wear poppies

the bright red eyes of poppies lookout fires


[a tanka, two-liner, and monoku on a dream of 4-18-15. OK, spring break is over. I began posting again to my photo blog a few days ago. I've got many new dream poems written during the break. All but one or two that I'm now itching to put up. I chose this one (BTW, the only short one in the bunch) because I really like the closing image about poppies. I pretty much wrote that last line in my mind as the dream ended. Or as I was waking? Hard to say, that border between the end of a night's last dream and waking is an odd one. Very much like the state of consciousness I slip into when deeply involved in a poem or creative photo editing. One I sometimes feel a bit sad about having left. And I'd be remiss not to acknowledge Mother's Day. The pic posted today to my photo blog (link to "Trying to Hold A Box of Light" at bottom of this post) is partly in memory of my mother. Photo "Catching Fire" (4-18-15a 0315i) 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.