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Saturday, August 15, 2015

THE CONVERSATION (photo) & "a pale oval seed..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


a pale oval seed
at the sharp edge of shadow
the westering sun


[non-dream haiku written 8-12-15. Photo "The Conversation" (8-12-15 011v2) 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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Friday, August 14, 2015

HOW DOES YOUR GARDEN GROW (photo) & THE HUNT (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


THE HUNT

what's with this egg? (an echo
of yesterday's dream poem image?)

and the burst of bright teal
on its side that sets me off on
a midnight search for where
it was laid, to find more of this
unique beauty

through a moonlit parking lot
surrounded by tall city buildings
that seem to lean in
and watch my wandering

like parents hovering at the edges
as their daughter toddles
through garden shadows hoping
to find more Easter eggs
to drop in her swaying,
already weighty basket

(always, always, this hunt for more)


[free verse poem on a dream of 8-13-15. Photo "How Does Your Garden Grow" (7-12-15 003v2) 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,







[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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Thursday, August 13, 2015

BURN OUT (photomorph) & THE SOLOIST (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


THE SOLOIST

maybe it'd best be termed "performance art,"
but let's back up a bit, to just before her solo
song and dance routine began:

a young Asian woman artist asks the equally
youthful soloist if she'd like to incorporate
some of her style in her new piece

also noting that as different as their approaches
are something in them yearns to be together,
not blended or lost in each other
but each fully expressed by one body
in a unique presentation

the soloist takes on the creative challenge
instantly and with full energetic commitment

the two different hair extensions she chooses
to wear -- one very dark, one platinum blonde --
trail down the full length of the opposite
sides of her body, mixing only on her left
side in a couple of wide stands

she opens her performance with much guttural
verbalization, in no known tongue, yet
the yearning of dark and light halves
for each other burns through,
an alien love call

is that a balletic move or some neo-gymnastics?
the in-air forward somersault looking like
an embryo in an invisible shell, heavily
bounced then freed from its keep on final landing

the stage lights reflect along each unfolding
strand of her very long hair like ephemeral gems
as she stands tall and finger combs it placidly

with every hitch of her fingers against
a snarl the refracting light bursts briefly
brighter, a tiny nova

and then, also like a nova, the performance
ends in one self-immolating gust
of movement and radiant noise

a critic later notes in his newspaper review
that he probably missed the point

and truly he did: for how can one get
a point that no longer exists


[free verse poem on a dream of 8-12-15. Don't ask me! Well, I actually do get it, but at a very non-verbal level. And what little I could say would require paragraphs to explain. Suffice it to say it's related to the relationship between the conscious and unconscious. Photomorph "Burn Out" (10-1-11 11319ev5a) 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,







[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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

THE CALL OF A NEW LIFE (photomorph) & ANOTHER WOBBLY START (dream narrative) by Roswila


ANOTHER WOBBLY START

my long time friend hurries ahead
of me as we struggle ashore
out of the deep sea
to return to our old city haunts
from yet another new home
that did not work out

as we sling our shopping bags
of stuff onto the beach
I wonder how many folk
who arrive here are fresh
from failed life transformations

we decide to take the chance
and head to an old abandoned
wood-framed house that homeless
crash in, now that the druggies
have been evicted it should be
at least relatively safe for us,
if not for our stuff which will be
prime targets for thievery

it's a no-brainer then that we'll
haul all our stuff with us
whenever we leave this old squat's
living room, which we have laid
claim to as our temporary haunt

I stand by the broken windows
that happily let in the sweet sea air,
trying to choose what to wear
to dinner at the run-down diner

it won't be good to look homeless
or I'll be rejected at any restaurant,
but I also don't want to appear
too well off either, as that will attract
too much interest from thieves

I'm simply not certain what's fitting
to this wobbly start on
another new life, just emerged
from the deep sea but not really
on firm safe ground

especially without my land legs
under me yet, though to be honest
I'm not sure I want to give up
my long scintillating tail,
even if that's what it takes
to make a fresh start
in this dark hard world


["poetically licensed" narrative on a dream of 8-11-15. "Poetically licensed" -- a reference to my writing of images into the dream narrative that were only implicit. In this case, the ending mermaid image was not present but is certainly fitting to what I felt in the dream. Of course, having written in an image makes me want to term this piece a dream poem. Argh! Best not to get off on that discussion again. Some of my dream writing just doesn't really fit into any particular category (at least that I can discern). Photomorph "The Call of a New Life" (10-1-11 11319ev8a) 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,







[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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

FALLING APART (photomorph) & CALL & RESPONSE (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


CALL & RESPONSE

an over-voice in the dream proclaims:

"The biggest sin
against self and others
is certainty"

prompting dream "I" to think:

Holding to an understanding
so tightly that life's breath
is wrung out, its endless
possibilities falling dead
in a sad little heap unseen


[free verse poem on a dream of 7-10-14. Yeah, had this dream over a year ago. The first draft of this poem on it has been sitting in a scribbled form all that time. I'm not sure I can fully express why I didn't want to work on it. (Is it the preachy tone? But is that necessarily a problem.) However, I have always found that quote at the top rather pointed, and it's more than usually timely for me at present. So I shaped up the writing a bit this morning and I'm a little more comfortable about posting it. BTW, the words in quotes are verbatim from the dream. Photomorph "Falling Apart" (10-1-11 11319ev9b) 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,







[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; TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT; and THE MARKER TAROT.

Monday, August 10, 2015

SHADOW DANCER (photomorph) & BEES WAX (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


BEES WAX

the hell you say that
it's none of my bees wax,
they're in my rooms!

they'll dive bomb me for days
in a row, then leave me alone
a little while, giving me hope
they've gotten the hint they're not
welcome here and taken off
to build a hive in a more
appropriate space, but

they always reappear just when
I begin to relax, to stop
flinching at any small movement
glinting in the corner of my eye,
expecting one to zap my fragile
ease like a tiny bullet

it's useless to continue
spraying everywhere like a mad
woman, one and sometimes a whirling
string of them, will always come
buzzing around my head as if to say
"Hah-hah, we're in your bonnet
for good!"


[free verse poem on a dream of 8-9-15. Photomorph "Shadow Dancer" (10-1-11 11318v2) 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,







[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.

Sunday, August 09, 2015

SPRING SURGE (photo) & THREE SEEDLINGS (three mixed format dream poems) by Roswila


THREE SEEDLINGS

dream one:

sigh, nude again
well, since there's no changing this
I might as well
get on with enjoying the beach,
I've not been here in way too long

no matter my cover-up state, people will always
think what they want, so I'll attend to this beautiful day


dream two:

the look on his face
is (pardon the cliché) priceless!
trying so hard to
look as if he gets the point
of my tall mirrored witch's hat --

when it's clearly (pardon the pun) way over his head --
just makes him appear all goggle-eyed and slack jawed

can't he see this in my hat?
(now there's the point, get it?)


dream three:

my father's busy
making messes everywhere
I go in my rooms,
dust and noise and piled up stuff
greet me from every corner

am I following
him around, or he, me?
it doesn't matter,
especially now when I learn
he's making home improvements

throwing out the no longer useful, and rearranging
what's left to let in the morning light for seedlings


[a mix of tanka and two-liners on three separate dreams of 8-8-15. I'd not have given one red cent I'd have even vaguely positive dreams last night. Given the mood I was in when I went to sleep. Photo "Spring Surge" (6-24-15 003v2c) by Roswila; this is one of those pix that looks better in a larger version, so if you're interested click on it.]

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,






[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.