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Saturday, February 09, 2019

ADSORPTION (photomorph) & "why such a surprise..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila


why such a surprise?
after many cold days of rain
a sun filled morning


[non-dream haiku written 2-8-19. Photomorph “Adsorption” (tthabol 3-25-14) 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.

Friday, February 08, 2019

SPRING CRUSH (photo) & WHAT THE WIND BLOWS IN (free verse dream poem) by Roswila


WHAT THE WIND BLOWS IN

down at the bottom of the dream’s eye view of life –
shaped like a humongous all-in-one computer screen –
the wind scrabbles across from left to right, invisibly
as all winds do and for now only sensed, but here
comes a mob of folk, jostling one another to find the
best position at the left edge of the wind as if at
the starting gate of a horse race, hoping to be
summarily whisked or blown or rolled along
to a win, the wind for once
totally at their backs


[free verse poem on a dream of 2-7-19. On another subject altogether: today’s the 11th anniversary of my move from New York City (where I'd lived for almost 65 years), to here in Goleta, CA. Don’t know what significance that may have other than my surprise that 11 years has passed so quickly! Photo "Spring Crush" (3-14-14 005v2, also tthabol) 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.

Thursday, February 07, 2019

ROCOCO (photo) & HOMESTEADING (non-dream mixed format poem) by Roswila


HOMESTEADING

chasing a haiku
into these wild rushes of one’s mind:
it's not here it lives,
where anything lives, only impressions
and illusions scrabble around down here

yes, an ersatz life -- like sugarless chocolate
in mansions of habit -- is often obtained here,

homesteading what one denies but deeply knows
is totally, garishly unreal and hollow at the core

be grateful for all these windows and doors,
and the eyes and limbs with which to use them


[a non-dream tanka capped by 3 two-liners written 2-7-19. I'd be remiss not to mention an emotional input to today's writing: it's the 65th anniversary of my mother's death. As I've mentioned here, probably many times, I was 10 at the time of her passing. More and more, I see how losing her has left me without some central aspect to myself. That's not to say it's an uncommon issue folk have to deal with. Trauma can and does do that. I'm simply acknowledging how that central vacuum, if you will, that I believe we all live with whether we know it or not, may be somewhat larger and more troublesome for many of us given our life experiences. And this poem is about trying to live more in all that is out there in the world, than focusing on what isn't inside myself. Photo “Rococo” (2-18-14 012v2, also tthabol) 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.

Wednesday, February 06, 2019

DON'T FADE AWAY (photomorph) & THE SCREAM (writing on a dream) by Roswila


THE SCREAM

maybe it’s being at the far end of my life
and all too aware of endings (of those
people passing on around me in this
community of seniors) and of my own
impending one (no, that’s not an intuition,
just the reality, I am, after all three-quarters
of a century old), but I find myself wanting
to start the telling of dreams at their ends
these days, or maybe it’s I’m tired of
the journey and even less inclined to
recapitulate any part of it in words, and
just want to “get to the point already!”

honestly, though, this morning I’m most
likely avoiding dealing with last night’s
rather disturbing dream -- some would say
nightmare, and if it were not for that
vanity I have that I face what my dreams
say, no matter what, I’d probably be
inclined to agree with that assessment,
and further note that even here I’m putting
off starting on the dream story, so…

a somewhat younger woman friend
and I are in a small bedroom, sitting
on the bed and schmoozing when
a mutual male friend enters,
fulminating about something

we acknowledge his entrance and
make room for him by us on the bed;
my woman friend and I eye each
other in companionable awareness
of our friend’s not unusual ire

as soon as he sits, he jumps up,
and though it hadn’t seemed
possible he gets even angrier:
scary, crazy, furious; just as I’m
wondering if this time my woman
friend and I need to do more than be
quietly accepting, he dives head first
out the window, through glass
and frame, toward the concrete
driveway, two stories below

as the glass and frame shatter I
open my mouth in a scream
that goes on and on, the tension
in my neck and throat becoming
excruciatingly painful

I vaguely hear my woman friend
calling 911 as I continue to
scream, and just as I think
I will do so forever, I wake up

the calm with which I greet
the realization it had been
a dream is a little surprising,
as well as a relief, followed
immediately by a panicky wish:
may it not have been clairvoyant


[written on and in response to a dream of 2-5-19 (posted 2-6-19). Yesterday was horrendous so it’s understandable I’d have an intense dream. BTW, the screaming was totally realistic. I could hear it, and feel the stress and pain in my neck and throat. Also, the woman was no one I know in waking life, but the man I do. Additionally, there have been at least two suicides in our retirement community recently. (I say “at least” as I suspect an earlier death was also a suicide.) Photo "Don't Fade Away" (tthabol 11-15-13) 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.

Tuesday, February 05, 2019

THE BEGINNING (photo) & QUESTIONS AT A TIME OF HUGE CHANGE (mixed format dream poem) by Roswila


QUESTIONS AT A TIME OF HUGE CHANGE

one after the other,
humans all, we change, we mellow;
we stand facing life
wearing identical smiles and practiced
postures, in a pale, balanced stack

then comes the last life
to mellow out, to become like
everybody else
and it’s not even human; it’s the sole survivor
of its kind, of any non-human kind

four-legged and furry, and, at least to my eye,
radiating a liveliness that will be lost,

irretrievable, when it’s morphed into human
form: can our bland, neatly stacked humanity

survive without deep difference? without
the edge of the unknown spurring us on?

do we really want to take the only
wild card out of the deck?


[two tankas capped by four 2-liners on a dream of 2-4-19. Photomorph “The Beginning” (d&p 5-15-15) 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.

Monday, February 04, 2019

THE LAST THREAD (photomorph) & HAPPY (CHINESE) NEW YEAR (non-dream tanka) by Roswila


HAPPY (CHINESE) NEW YEAR

the year of the pig:
said to be about swiftness
and all things fresh
yikes! what would truly be new
is a year of rest and peace


[tanka written 2-4-19. No great shakes, but it’s what hit me when I read about this New Year of the Pig: “We can expect a fast-moving year, with a focus on family, friends, travels, gatherings and new connections. The year will be very active in all areas of life, full of opportunities and openings of new horizons. The energy supports exploring, expanding and developing. New technologies like blockchain, artificial intelligence, self-driving vehicles, augmented reality etc. will be on a rise, changing the way we live as individuals as well as a society …” (quote from Dragon-Gate.com newsletter) Hey, I’m an old lady. And all that's being suggested for this coming year -- especially after the super-hyper year I just had -- sounds like a bit too much to me. But I still wish everyone A HAPPY NEW YEAR. The Year of the Pig is also said to be rather lucky.
😊 Photomorph “The Last Thread” (old adobe folder 10-3-09) 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.

Sunday, February 03, 2019

SHADOWS & REFLECTIONS (photomorph) & ON FLYING AND DYING (mixed format on two dreams) by Roswila


ON FLYING AND DYING

Dream One:

doubt that I can fly
up into these bowing branches
barely a shadow,
I gather strength of arms and heart,
and take off, joyfully straight up

two religious clerics watch from the ground
judgment frosted with surprise on their faces

I could not care less as I swoop and glide, my only
concern now: how to keep from flying off altogether,

to be sure I can make it back down to earth again
and not get totally lost in this golden green lightness


Dream Two:

my fragile old friend
enters the elevator ahead of me,
she seems quite upset
maybe it’s due to the death of two friends
whose souls are with us in the small lift

their essence misting the air like a light perfume,
I say to my friend “Isn’t it a wonderful surprise,

that we can choose to go on learning,
even after we pass away?”

it’s clear my friend doesn’t find this discovery
comforting, but it lifts my mood tremendously


[two mixed format poems on two separate dreams of 2-2-19 (each begins with a tanka and is completed with three two-liners). Photomorph “Shadows & Reflections” (tthabol 8-18-13) 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.

* * * *
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.