THE SUN HAS OUR BACKS (photo) & "hot sun burns ..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila

hot sun burns my knees:
I wake and snooze, wake and snooze,
too lazy to move


[non-dream haiku written 10-13-19. Experienced while dozing in my favorite spot: on the balcony that’s outside the library of our retirement community, overlooking the pool. There’s always a chair there in the corner, in which I sit with my walker pulled up in front of me like a little desk. Photo “The Sun Has Our Backs” (ss-3 10-15-19[30]) by Roswila; BTW, I mentioned here or on my other blog recently, that the number in brackets – here it’s 30 – indicates the number of previous versions I made of that same pic; however, here it simply means it was the 30th different pic of mine that I made a screen shot of that day … too much to explain … ]

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 or contrasting 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.

AT THE EDGE (photo) & "river overlook ..." (old dreamku) by Roswila

river overlook
the sad boy asks
about the Ban Sidhe*


[dreamku, dreamed and written October 2006. *"Ban Sidhe: in Irish folklore, a spirit in the form of a wailing woman who appears to or is heard by members of a family as a sign that one of them is about to die." This dream haiku is from the on-going review of my really old dreamku. It was dreamed when I was living in New York City, almost 1-1/2 years before I moved here to California. The visual dream memory it calls up is eerily like sitting at the beach overlook here in Isla Vista, CA, and the echo of the boy’s sadness, much like that which I would often be feeling while there. Now, all I have is mournful memories of the overlook as I can no longer handle the long walk there (even with my walker). Where is a Ban Sidhe when one needs her? Omigosh, I just remembered the wailing of the winds last night and how they were oddly a wee bit comforting. Of course, those winds are probably why I just now unconsciously chose this dreamku to post. BTW, this boy is a figure who’s shown up in my dreams, on and off, for many years. (Maybe six years old -- give or take -- and dark-haired. And often unusually smart and/or beset in some way.) He hasn’t been around in quite some time. But, then again, maybe he has as my dream recall hasn’t been all that good. Something else to mourn the loss of. Photo “At the Edge” (ss-3 10-16-19[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 or contrasting 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.

RETURN OF THE SALAMANDER (photomorph) & FIREBREAK (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

FIREBREAK

seen but not heard:
the manic rushing of winds
through burning trees
on a far distant
mountainside

these winds might whip embers
up into a juggernaut,
but they’d find
only ashes
where I stand
watching
silent
and alone

I've already
gone down in flames


[non-dream free verse poem written 5-20-14 & revised October 2019. Another project in addition to going through my old dream haiku, is sorting and (mostly) tossing piles of ancient paper copies of my poetry. (Everything is on my dreams&poetry blog and/or my computer, anyway.) I found this one last night and realized I’d never posted it, wondering why. As soon as I read through it with an eye to posting, I began to see why, what the problems with it were (are). It still spoke to me, as it does today, even though considerable editing hasn’t eased my issues with it. But here it is, warts and all, and for what it may be worth. BTW, speaking of high winds, we’re now in Santa Ana and sundowner winds season so, if nothing else, this little troubled poem is topical. Though I admit to a little discomfort at using the horrific ravages of a wild fire as a metaphor for my own internal state. A bit hyperbolic? Photomorph “Return of the Salamander” (10-17-19[4]) by Roswila, in symbolic lore salamanders are associated with fire]

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 or contrasting 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 BLOW UP (photomorph) & "his easy lies: ..." (non-dream haiku) by Roswila

his easy lies:
the silken slipping of a feather
down a windless sky


[non-dream haiku written 10-15-19. I don’t necessarily consider this a haiku. It might more accurately be called a senryu. Which is very much like a haiku, only more likely to be about human nature. Photomorph "The Blow Up" (ss-2 10-14-19[2]) 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 or contrasting 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.

UNDER A HARVEST MOON (photomorph) & "harvest moon we bait ..." (old dream monoku) by Roswila

harvest moon we bait our trap with a fake King


[haiku dreamed/written September 2006 and made into a monoku (one-line haiku) for this posting (which requires more thoughtful work than just stringing out the original three lines as one line). The Harvest (a/k/a Hunter’s) Full Moon is now in its third day and probably beginning to noticeably wane. This ‘ku was found in those ancient, hand written dream haiku notebooks of mine that I’ve been reviewing and posting from here recently. I haven’t ever fully “gotten” this little dream, even back when I dreamed it in 2006. But it’s always called up a vague scene in my mind of an ancient Pagan rite of some sort. You know, the sacrificed King and all. Hm, there’s a double deceit going on in this one liner. A rather big fake out, ey? But who’s being faked out? The dreamer, or is the dreamer doing the faking out? I recall that that trap was in a forest, BTW. And just now I seem to recall that in the mythology an occasional King had someone take his place as the sacrifice. Photomorph “Under A Harvest Moon” (archival old pix-10 2764v2a[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.

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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.

EVEN THE MOON CAN'T HACK IT (photomorph) & "the villains! ..." (old dream haiku) by Roswila

the villains!
they’ve closeted the full moon
lunatic fringe


[haiku dreamed/written January 2004. Again, one from my on-going review of my old dreamku. It’s been slightly tweaked to make it a little more dramatic. I recall this dream and the original version of the ‘ku didn’t get the dream’s intensity across. This one’s better. And, yes, this is following along with the theme of the full moon that I started in yesterday’s post. The past several days leading up to the Hunter’s Full Moon tomorrow have been a b---h. I’m in one of the worst episodes of PMS (pre-moon syndrome, as a friend called it) I’ve ever experienced. Hm, I just hit on a way of understanding this puzzling little dream: holding back the full moon would be horrible for me, as it’s the days before one that make me crazy. Once it’s here -- once it’s outed, so to speak :-D -- I start feeling a bit more sane. Photomorph “Even The Moon Can’t Hack It” (ss-many 2-9-19[8]) 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.