AT THE EDGE OF HER WORLD (photo) & LONG TIME COMING (dream narrative) by Roswila

LONG TIME COMING

what a long time coming!
but we finally hook up;
a mutual friend finds out about
what feels so right to me
and calls me aside:
you do know what he's in to,
don't you? our friend whispers,
a concerned look shadowing
her usually bright face

no, I don't, and am rather worried
it has to do with my brand new lover's
health given a recent topic of
discussion around the dinner
table had been about folk living
with life threatening conditions

but before I can even say anything
out loud to our mutual friend,
I'm assaulted by intense
telepathic images, loaded
with information

it's as if I'm watching a movie
about and by my new lover, he
doing the voice-over: I thought I
could just let it fade away, he says,
resignation and sorrow coloring
his voice, I really believed I could just
let it fall apart, he adds, un-lived in,
un-used, but it seems I'm going to have
to take up residence again, live
it out all alone

as if I were looking through a camera,
the view pans out to encompass a wide
empty prairie with yellowed grasses
bending in a sere wind

then the view slowly zooms back in on
a low sloping hill with a rustic dark red
farm house, next to which stands a huge
barn painted the same deep red:
in the hot afternoon light it's clear
that despite having been deserted a long
time, the buildings are in good repair *

at least he'll be comfortable
in his isolation, I think,
as my grief for him
and for me, sets in


[narrative on a dream of 6-20-17. *On waking recall this prairie farmstead setting immediately put me in mind of the famous painting by Andrew Wyeth, Christina's World, in which a handicapped woman is sitting/crawling across the grass toward the home on the hill. Even before I ever knew she was handicapped, what I took to be her yearning and struggle moved me intensely. I'm still working out what this dream is saying; it's one of those more than usually multi-leveled ones. To mention only one of those levels, the figure returning to isolation is myself right now, while at the same time, expresses a concern I have for someone in my waking life. Photo "At the Edge of Her World" (5-27-17 009v2) 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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