THE GHOST HEATS UP (photomorph ) & WHAT IF (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

WHAT IF

and what if I should get over you?
what would live in my memory then,
taking a stand against all the losses,
and worse yet, rejections, and personal
failures, big and small alike that have pock
marked the dark side of my life with
the blasts of random changes and my own
poor choices before we ever met? I should
be overwhelmed, bereft, barren without
your lanky, angular image rising to the rescue
like an impassable ghost in front of that army
of old memories that shoot me down any
chance it gets with pain and self-indictment,
unlike this persistent and wildly, bitter-sweet
connection to you; so, what would I ever do
should I get over you? if I – as common wisdom
and well-meaning friends dictate – should
succeed in banishing this warm ghost of your
bulwark? and why should I even try?


[non-dream free verse poem written 7-26-19. Photomorph “The Ghost Heats Up” (screenshots 2-6-19[11]) 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.

THE VISITATION (photomorph) & THE ANGEL (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

THE ANGEL

among the hundreds of hand-painted
rocks in wildly varying patterns lining
the labyrinth’s path, my eye is drawn
over and over to one with a white angel
on a blue background; I briefly wonder
who painted this image that so compels
my attention on this windy afternoon
in which dry leaves tumble, tapping like
fingers on my page of notes about this
winged messenger hovering in the labyrinth;
and one of my earliest memories rises on a
shaft of sunlight: the angel my mother drew
for me when I was a toddler, the most beautiful
picture I’d ever seen, in an over-sized storybook
she hand-lettered and illustrated for me herself
in oil pastels, the angel totally filling one page
with glorious wings and a radiant smile, whose
gift of beauty and love has never been supplanted
in my memory no matter how many bare,
obtrusive rocks others and I have painted over
in the decades since; maybe this angel calls me
today to help the story end the way it began
all those years past: in love and beauty


[non-dream free verse poem written 7-19-19. Photomorph “Visitation” (4-11-19[4]) 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.