BROKEN ARROW (photomorph) & ALL THAT GLITTERS (four dream narratives) by Roswila

ALL THAT GLITTERS
(or, A Busy Night Before New Year's Eve)

Dream One:

she says, with no disappointment or accusation
at all, "You gave that to me before, remember?"
and I check out the medium sized cardboard
box, lifting its surprising heft and wondering
what is flopping around in it; then I open
the unsealed top flaps and see the stash of deep
purple glitter I now recall giving her for her
birthday years ago; it's a delightful sight as I
lift and strain hands full through my fingers:
I've always been a sucker for purple, and for
anything that glitters


Dream Two:

following a mix of intuition and careful
reasoning, I manage to fix something for her;
she assumes from this that I'm an expert and tells
her friends I'm going to mend the shelves for her;
before I can demur I become interested in
figuring out what the problem is: a three
section shelf system is secured to a wall,
the dark section on the right is a bit lopsided
and loose, and somehow I know it'll just take some
careful observation and judicious experimenting
to fix it; the woman sees my interest is hooked
and says that the key to unlock the right hand
section is hung inside the narrow, pale pink
middle section; but my gut tells me to go right
to work realigning the right hand shelves as they
were never locked and don't need to be:
it's how they're slotted together at the top,
nearest the pink shelves, that's the problem


Dream Three:

as I'm doing my work a man who'd been watching
comes up to me and asks me on a date; I have an
immediate "good take" on him and say yes; later,
as I'm waiting in a crowded ground floor lobby
for the elevator, I move through the people to stand by
who I think is the guy who asked me out but it's not him;
however, the stranger is friendly and comments
with a big smile on my manner of dress: "That's quite
a mix of different styles and patterns, isn't it?" I look
at my outfit and can only agree, nothing really matches
but somehow I like the upshot, a sort of nouveau hippie
look, I think, and respond to him: "Yeah, but it seems
to be working for me, I just got asked out on a date
for the first time in ages."


Dream Four:

is it a new type of performance art? it seems as soon as
something is read and/or performed it's destroyed;
this style spreads rapidly and a nearly human-sized,
sentient owl who's a demolition expert takes on the job
of ending an entire building of performances with the
special, massively intense fire that's his trademark; he
perches on a ledge just across from the target building
and shoots one ordinary fire arrow after another
at the building's basement windows; then he nocks
the coups de grace arrow, its fletching lit by
the incredibly destructive fire he's famous for:
he releases the shot, it hits its mark with an all
consuming "whoosh," even as he goes up in flames,
his fine feathers having been brushed by
the burning fletching as it flew from his bow:
live by the fire, die by the flame


[narratives on four dreams of 12-30-16. BTW, when I call dream writing a "narrative" that does not mean there's no creative writing in it. E.g., the ending of one is often where my conscious mind takes the dream. That is, some aspect of the significance I see for the symbol(s) as I write the narrative. And the symbols in that last dream have most of my attention right now. I've done some preliminary searches on owl symbolism, as well as "arrow," and "bow and arrow," but still haven't had an "ahHAH!" experience to tell me I'm hearing what this archer owl symbolism is saying. What also has my interest is how very different the four dreams are from each other. I don't think I've ever recalled a string of dreams from one night without a very clear thread drawing them together. I do see a very vague progression in these four that gets a bit clearer between dream three and four. I'm sure these dreams will generate some interesting thoughts and Tarot reading as the New Year comes in. Speaking of which: HAPPY NEW YEAR! Photomorph "Broken Arrow" (6-6-09 1887v2a) by Roswila]

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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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