SPRING TUMBLES IN (photomorph) & THE VIEW FROM A BALCONY (non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila

THE VIEW FROM A BALCONY

… and there you go, walking steadily away from
me as usual, toward some goal I can make a pretty
good guess at but don’t feel compelled to anymore;
your broad shoulders briefly block the bright white
bloom of light off an even more distant car window,
its now snuffed out nova-like beauty recalling
the passion I had for you, back when I still believed
in an unconscious way that I’d stay young forever
(or at least, not bear this increasing decrepitude):
didn’t my intensely lively desire for you prove that?
a glorified desire the likes of which I’d not known
in all the earlier years of frustrated yearning towards
some male of the species … and you walk on through
this soft almost spring afternoon, the bloom
reappearing as you reach the car and then pass it by,
its stunning white, windmill-like arms already shrinking
as the sun’s angle changes, as distant and ultimately
fleeting as that now faded passion for you


[non-dream poem written 2-17-20. Photomorph “Spring Tumbles In” (Archival Old Pix 7, 29293b2[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]
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