CLUTCHING AFTER THE WIND (photo) & WHAT MAKES YOU THINK (dream influenced poem) by Roswila

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK

what a nightmare!
yet despite racketing heart
and shaking limbs, she still
only wants to go back
to sleep, to turn her back
on the massive demands
of the waking world:
even as she thinks this,
an all too familiar voice
rises from the far reaches
of her mind commenting wryly:
"And what makes you think
you've ever been
fully awake?"


[free verse poem resulting from an experience on waking from a nightmare of 4-29-18. I rarely have what I call nightmares. Though many people call a lot of the dreams I write about here nightmares. I.e., this "nightmare" was not one by my definition: a dream so bad I go lucid and wake myself up deliberately to get away from it. But it was very intense and would have met anyone else's definition, I'm sure. I only call it a nightmare here to simplify matters as it is not truly the focus of this poem and the experience on which it's based. I.e., a rather Zen influenced bit of thinking. Waking up is hard to do. I can remember the first time I realized that I had never been fully awake, back in my twenties (I'm 74 now). Stunned me to stopping short, in the middle of a sidewalk. (This was well before I'd had any exposure to Buddhist thought.) And I made the mistake of thinking that meant I was then awake. Since then I have consistently come in an out of feeling more or less awake. Hm, you'd think then, wouldn't yah, that I'd willfully wake myself up from this waking "nightmare" of my life. BWL (big wry laugh). And maybe that's the point: the gift suffering offers is awakening. Wish I could have written that into the poem. But I only came to it on writing these comments. And it is in the poem, if only by vague implication. Photo "Clutching After the Wind" (2-7-10 19448v3) 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]
**** 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.

WISHING FOR THE SUN (photo) & SEEDS (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

SEEDS

a sudden gaggle of dandelion
seeds skitters across my field
of vision, and I wonder
if someone's wish rides
on these winged
possibilities
quickly affixing a slim hope
of my own to their quavering
flight
as these tiny messengers loop
and dive away and loop
and rise again and again
in the morning
light


[non-dream free verse poem written 4-29-18. Photo "Wishing for the Sun" (2-7-10 19423v4) 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]
**** 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.

JUST PASSING THROUGH (photo) & ON ITS WAY (free verse dream poem) by Roswila

ON ITS WAY

that deceased baby of mine comes
back to haunt me, and now the loss
of that dear man; but what does any
of it matter, after all, for we extrude
love from our cores on each exhale
and whether it connects to others
for a moment, or hooking up stays
there, makes no difference as love
goes on traipsing in and out of our
deepest selves, often like a poor
but happy hobo whom we only
have the joy to nourish as it
blesses us briefly on its way
to who knows where


[free verse poem based on images from two separate dreams, one dreamed on 5-17 and the other on 5-18-18. Photo "Just Passing Through" (2-7-10 19440v2) 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]
**** 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.

DESPAIRING OF THE DAWN (photomorph) & EVERYWHERE (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

EVERYWHERE

everywhere I look today,
the color blue:
outright or vague,
the form's basic hue
or its suggestion
when looked at
from the corner of an eye:
like the blue aura radiating
from my warm brown bamboo
flute-cum-walking stick
as I blow lightly,
trying to find
its embouchure again:
yes, if blues there be,
plait each curl and tumble,
each shade and twist,
into music!


[non-dream free verse poem written 4-25-18. Photomorph "Despairing of the Dawn" (5-13-18 010v2b) 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]
**** 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.