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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

THAR SHE BLOWS (photomorph) & EVEN DREAMS BETRAY (dream narrative) by Roswila


Scene One:

he's in full work uniform and delighted
to see me: how handsome, I think,
just as he steps right up for a full on kiss,
something he's never done before,
in fact, I'd not even been sure
he really liked me at all; I feel such
a radiance around us it's as if the sun's
suddenly come out; but unclarity rapidly
returns, what is he truly after? he seems
so shy in a way, yet at the same time
intensely focused, though not on me

Scene Two:

he and a male side kick run into me,
they ask me to go out on the town with
them; I'm very happy to be invited to join
them and say I'll meet them at their car,
but they rush off before pointing it out
to me on the car-lined street and don't
slow down when I call after them; I'm so
disappointed, realizing that hobbling fast
to catch up with them will only hurt
my joints and that it's all just a big tease
anyway; like so many times before
I can tell my presence is not really wanted

Scene Three:

the noise is horrendous and frightening;
he's just about broken in through the thick
wooden front door when I'm able to slam
it on his knife wielding hand; as I lean
with all my might against the splintering door
I yell, again and again, for my roommate
to so something, that this man we both
liked is about to force his way in

Scene Four:

it's very suspicious that
I was able to tie him with the arms
of his coat as if in a straight jacket
to keep him from hurting me, after all,
he's trained in martial arts; then I realize
I'd better toss away all the stuff I'd been
fool enough to let him bring with him
as maybe he's got a bomb hidden in it;
I yell for my friend to do the tossing
while I stay straddled across his back
to hold him belly down on the floor,
the expression on his face when he lifts
his head around and up to look
at me is chilling, and I realize
he's the ticking bomb

[narrative on dreams of 11-21-16. The "he" character in each of these scenes was the same one. Not anyone I know but with aspects from actual men. I've chosen to call the separate dreams "scenes" because I have a feeling these were actually all part of one dream. Even though I recalled them as four distinct dreams. Photomorph "Thar She Blows" (11-8-16 003v2b5) 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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