3 dream scenes
original poetry & art
I:
Consciousness displayed to me the consequence
Of the falliable puffed up with their filigree
Of royal blood which reckons them fully regal:
Petulant in pretentiousness - a shaken animal
That projects thin confidence upon the masses.
Whilst I, ever-contemplating, ever-glismpsing
The undercurrent, see the silly sadness,
The scared child, same as I am,
Same as I'd be were I to
Take the throne &
Proclaim myself
Nobility.
II:
Came to me freely:
With a smile - and a kiss
An embrace I could fathom but
My years have become affectionless.
So the question in the forefront is "Why?"
(Although it doesn't help me reckon this.)
The warmth - I made myself undeserving
But life is insistent, whose tendency
Unnerves me as a stoic statue.
The gentleness you see in me
Is a silver fox - it hides from
Harshness to preserve its virtue.
III:
You will learn,
Since you are intent
On comprehending all the
Parelells. But contrary to
Your impatience, it will take
Many years for the epiphanies to
Convey to you the interpenetrations.
Plain version
Consciousness displayed to me the consequence
Of the falliable puffed up with their filigree
Of royal blood which reckons them fully regal:
Petulant in pretentiousness - a shaken animal
That projects thin confidence upon the masses.
Whilst I, ever-contemplating, ever-glismpsing
The undercurrent, see the silly sadness,
The scared child, same as I am,
Same as I'd be were I to
Take the throne &
Proclaim myself
Nobility.
II:
Came to me freely:
With a smile - and a kiss
An embrace I could fathom but
My years have become affectionless.
So the question in the forefront is "Why?"
(Although it doesn't help me reckon this.)
The warmth - I made myself undeserving
But life is insistent, whose tendency
Unnerves me as a stoic statue.
The gentleness you see in me
Is a silver fox - it hides from
Harshness to preserve its virtue.
III:
You will learn,
Since you are intent
On comprehending all the
Parelells. But contrary to
Your impatience, it will take
Many years for the epiphanies to
Convey to you the interpenetrations.
Notes
Anytime I have the opportunity to have a long and restful sleep, I inevitably encounter some incredibly vivid lessons in my dream consciousness. I have portrayed a few scenes from my last night's experiences here. I think it's nice to format a dream piece in separate and disjunct scenes, because that is often the impression of the memories once we return to the waking state: scattered, uncoherent, and yet: holding some intense meaning, as well. I have started presenting the poems in the "illustrated" format as well as plain, because of comments I have received regarding greater ease of reading in the plain format.
All the images in this post were created by photomanipulation of photographs taken with my iPhone 5 of various textiles, including jeans, carpet, a rug, and the inside of my trombone case. This is an approach I will likely use in the future, as it provides a good balance between abstractness and evocativeness.
Poetry & images
by 
1/14/18
