COALESCENCE (photomorph) & Y IS A CROOKED LETTER (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

Y IS A CROOKED LETTER

"Why?!" I keep asking the universe
(I gave up asking humans a long time ago)
"Why?!" But the only answer I receive today
from that mysterious and overwhelming beyond
is the same one my poor beleaguered father
would give to my peppering of why's:
"Y is a crooked letter,"
leaving me feeling embarrassed and dumb
just the way Dad's response always did,
as if like radio waves his silly answer
to my serious inquiry had beamed away
across the light years, to wait crouching
in ambush in a slowly coalescing swirl
for me to trundle by today
and bark my shins on


[non-dream free verse poem written 6-11-17. Didn't even think of it being Father's Day when I chose this poem to edit and post. So it's a sort of odd but nevertheless loving remembrance of my Dad. I also had not recalled it's Father's Day as I was working on the photo for today, but now note it's dominant color is royal blue -- his favorite color: Photomorph "Coalescence" (4-19-17 001v3d) by Roswila; BTW, you might want to click on the pic to see it in a larger version, it has lots of detail]

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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