HOMEWARD BOUND (photo) & ON MYTHS & MOURNING (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

ON MYTHS & MOURNING

good-bye yellow brick road:
there's no Oz (wizard or place),
no wise Scarecrow,
no loving Tin Man,
no courageous Lion

and after all the dust and fury of that sudden
tornado, after missing that practical balloon
ride back, and not even after putting faith in
(of all things!) a pair of magic shoes,
there certainly isn't any ordinary Kansas
to go to home to, either

just this wasteland of mourning, spreading
as far as the eye can see and distressed heart
can reach, nothing but this endless grieving
for what never even had a chance to be,
never lifted an open face to the light
like a pale green shoot unfurling
toward the sun as earth crumbled
away from its rise

this necessary grieving of a life time
of what never was, what never grew,
disrupted by a desire for another massive
tornado to sweep in and maybe, just maybe,
this time toss up a truly magical pair
of ruby slippers for that journey
to the profoundly compelling,
mythic place called home


[non-dream free verse poem written 10-3-16. Photomorph "Homeward Bound" (8-10-16 028v2) 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), 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]
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