POOLING REFLECTIONS (photomorph) & LANGUAGE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

LANGUAGE

the wind's calligraphy across the surface
of the pool holds no meaning, the tongue
its written in foreign and delightfully so,
as I've swallowed many a belly full
of words, only to find they were meant
to control or hurt, or lobbed without a care

this total ignorance I feel watching
an unknown script ripple its sinuous
way over deep blue water's nothing
less than bliss, this languid language
promising nothing at all,
and leaving nothing behind to clean up


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-24-16. Photomorph "Pooling Reflections" (6-20-16 006v4) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

STUDY IN AQUAMARINE (photo) & A TRIO OF TROUBLING TIMES (on dreams) by Roswila

A TRIO OF TROUBLING TIMES

yelling "We're late, we're late!"
a male/female couple runs together
back into a pool in a thudding rush
down the diving board,
breaking its bright aqua back
(how will it ever be mended)

* * *

a blonde mother and grown daughter use
up the time they were allotted to perform
together in a show, then spend more time
together behind the scenes, the mother seems
content with this but not her eccentric child
(will they now split up)

* * *

a father arrives in time to visit with his teenage
daughter, as he puts his arm around her
she reminds him they've been told
they can't be nude together anymore
(oh, no, not another abuser!)

* * *


[on three separate dreams of 6-23-16. Yup, it was a very hard day yesterday once I left the haven of my rooms. That first dream seems to be very much about the present; the second and third, two different stages of my childhood. Those parenthetical phrases were what my dreaming mind thought as it observed. That is, I was not embodied, so to speak, in any of the dreams. But present only as what I call "observer I." Photo "Study in Aquamarine" (11-9-09 8083v4) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

DRINKING THE LIGHT (photomorph) & THE FREELY GIVEN GIFT (dream inspired free verse poem) by Roswila

THE FREELY GIVEN GIFT

she wanders the drought ridden gardens,
surprised how little what must be the deep ravages
of thirst show in the wild array of hues and shapes
opening under the early summer sun

her own life-long deficit echoes endlessly inside,
a dust bowl mix of ancient unmet yearning
and egregious failures, threatening as always
to drag down into its depression the good face
she somehow always manages to put on
to walk into the day

she pulls out her camera knowing the focus
of seeking and snapping shot after shot
will anchor her blessedly
like the abundant flora

as she feels the familiar miraculous
setting down of roots she has a last thought
before the nearly oblivious delight
of responding to the shapes and shadows
in front of her has settled in

is this what's touted as faith:

this standing at the crossroads of the pain
of the past and the fear of the future,

drinking in the freely given gift
of the sunlight's warmth and playfulness


[free verse poem taking off from a dream fragment of 6-22-16 that I had begun trying to write about in my sleep. Photomorph "Drinking the Light" (10-7-09 7391v3) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

AURA OF THE ROSES (photomorph) & WILL I FEEL (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

WILL I FEEL

will I feel even more alone
when your aura, stirred by my desire
or hope no longer fills me,
over and over, nor hovers silently
at an outside remove,
tracking my progress
as I wish you would do,
a covetous following,
like a hesitant caress down
my arm or back; this inside/outside
presence that's both a dizzying delight
and soft comfort, until dispersed
like a morning fog by intrusive
clarity: how utterly alone I am


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-21-16. Photomorph "Aura of the Roses" (8-31-09 6331v6) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

LAST LIGHT OF THE DAY (photo) & "the sunlight shining through..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila

(for Helen)

the sun shining through
a slice of lemon meringue pie
her surprised laughter


[haiku written 6-20-16. That pie image is not a metaphor; it's what she was responding to in the last line. And yet, and yet, a smile on a dear friend could very well be compared to sun through something as sweet as pie. And therein, to me, lies the genius in the design of haiku: sticking clearly to one actual moment that then often connects outward to so much more. I.e., not imposing a metaphor on a scene, but letting it arise unstated, if/as it will out of the moment's unembellished setting on the page. Photo "Last Light of the Day" (8-23-09 5990v6) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

THE PALM TELLS A STORY (photo) & PRAYER TO THE LEFT BRAIN INTERPRETER (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

PRAYER TO THE LEFT BRAIN INTERPRETER*

please, oh, please dear interpreter
write some new stories in my brain
for a change with your infinite
talent and skills

lay down fresh instantaneous tales
that will activate different neural
pathways in my anxious brain,
tales that will be uplifting
and calming, or at the very least
not the same old same old frenemies
that I call my paranoias

but failing this, please give me
a few seconds grace to see its fabrication
before one of your convoluted scripts
burns into my mind, a tightly woven
and painfully attractive weave,
time enough to brush its hot,
sticky threads away before they harden
and I believe I am the storyline

should even this not be possible, dear interpreter,
help me at least to hold a small light of awareness
in the murky fallout of on-going story time
when your fictions tangle up
like huge Gordian knots with those
other people's interpreters write:
it's a fabulous world, filled with
and built by nothing more
and nothing less
than tall tales


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-20-16. *Click here to read about our left brain interpreter. I once suggested here that it might be this interpreter that actually "writes" our dreams. I.e., the dream was not dreamed as we recall it but may only have been a jumble of random neural firings. And that as we first recall the dream on waking we are witnessing our left brain interpreter organizing it into some sort of story. This interpreter was brought to mind as I just started a new book, "The Neurotic's Guide to Avoiding Enlightenment," by Chris Niebauer, Ph.D., in which this story teller is central to the writer's point. BTW, this poem is eighth in a "Prayer to..." series, all posted here (Prayer to the Sun, Prayer to the Haze, Prayer to Empty Moments, Prayer to An Other, Prayer to Surrender, Prayer to Deep Sadness, and Prayer to Pain) so just search by title (search box is in the upper left of this page) if you're interested. Photo "The Palm Tells A Story" (6-12-16 oldpic) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.

BOWING TO THE MOON (photo) & THE LAGNIAPPE (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila

THE LAGNIAPPE

Brad Pitt again!
at least this time we’re good friends
the circus tent snaps
in the night wind as he explains
why he has to leave briefly

his detective job
requires he take a button
from a prone man’s chest
I see him bending over
removing it carefully

the button glitters
like a medal – a lagniappe
from the full moon


[two tanka and a dreamku on a dream of 1-19-11, first posted in 2011. There's a full moon tomorrow and as often happens around this time I have rather vague dream recall from last night, so I'm putting this one up again. I stumbled across it looking for something else and am glad I did. I've always liked that ending image. And as often happens with the poems (or pix) I stumble across from years past, it has an eerie relevance to a current situation. Oy! I just remembered it's Father's Day which also newly informs this old dream today. Photo "Bowing to the Moon" (4-14-16 10507e2) 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 other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.