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NaPoWriMo 2018 – Day 14


rarely do I remember my dreams
but if I did I’d imagine this…
while passing time at a wobbly table
sipping green tea from a ballet slipper
my dentist passed by in a floating rowboat
with hammerhead sharks in swift pursuit
I didn’t think it odd at all…that’s odd
that they were flying over head
as seagulls swam around in pools
nipping the teacups that covered my toes

it’s only my imagination
there is no interpretation
a made up, wild dream, just for fun
using the prompt words one by one
don’t bother wondering what it means
rarely do I remember my dreams
that’s probably a very good thing

~kat

A bit more craziness for NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 14. Still trying to unplug from a crazy long week. The prompt for today: Choose one (or more) of the following words, and write about what it means to dream of these things: Teacup, Hammer, Seagull, Ballet slipper, Shark, Wobbly table, Dentist, Rowboat.

As you saw, I chose them all. No this is not a true recollection. My dreams, the ones I remember lately, have been a bit strange. I think I need a vacation! 😜


Magnetic Poetry Saturday

the goddess whispers
to us in the stillness
as we sleep singing
rock-a-bye songs
our dreams bittersweet

~kat

(Magnetic Poetry Original Kit)


The Price of Dreams


As the crowds cleared the smokey, dim-lit arena, Joe sat on the edge of the stage softly crooning the first song he ever wrote; her song.

It had launched him into the spotlight; a whirlwind of gigs, the fame, awards and accolades and fawning groupies that he had dreamed of when he plucked that first lick on a second-hand guitar.

But dreams die hard when the road is your mistress, home is an empty shell and all that is left of her is a song.

~kat

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Paulette Wooten via Unsplash.


Magnetic Poetry Monday -28 November 2016

she is a goddess,
a symphony if beauty,
sweet like peaches in milk
and honey, dressed in fluffy
pink…she is light and love,
all woman-girls who recall
their dreams of spring.

kat ~ 28 November 2016


Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

selenotropism

Today’s Dictionary.com Word of the Day is Selenotropism. It’s a whopper of a word comprised of six syllables. This presents quite a challenge when tasked with writing a Haiku! I decided to use the adjective form giving me another syllable to work with and I also opted to take further creativity liberty in the application of the word. Selenotropism is a Biology term that refers to plant growth and movement in response to moonlight. The word entered English in the 1880’s and comes from the Greek “se”ēnē” for “moon” and trópos which means “turn”.

A bit about the biological term…

Most of us know that plants will lean toward light. If you place a plant in a window, you will find that you need to turn it every so often to keep it from leaning to one side. This phenomenon is called “heliotropism” (helio referring to the sun). A biologist by the name of M. Musset, intrigued by the  heliotropic movement of plants decided to conduct experiments on the influence of the reflected light of the moon. He chose three nights in February of 1883 to test his theory, exposing young plants to direct moonlight from 9 pm to 3 am. Almost immediately the buds of the plants bent the stalks in the direction of the moonlight and remained in a leaning position until the moon disappeared from view. He coined the term selenotropism, a nocturnal counterpart to the established heliotropism to name his discovery.

Source: Journal of the Royal Microscopical Society, Ser. II–Vol. III, 1883)

So now that you have a new bit of random information to log away in your brain, I am going to take this word on another twist. I propose that our dreams are inspired by the cool light of the moon. At least when I saw the Greek influence of the word, that is where my mind went…a “turning toward the Moon” and the way that moon glow influences our subconscious thoughts as we sleep. I suppose I’m taking full advantage of artistic liberty and freedom here, but then I am also prone to coloring outside of the lines too. Blame it on the moon!

To Dream Selentropic 

Adrift in sleepy
selenotropic currents
dreams flood the gray void.

kat ~ 8 July 2016


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