poem

swimming through deep
                water
with many draglines
attached
(kicking through turbulence)
floating through/and floating over
bold arm strokes/i am
surging ahead
hoping none of these
things
pull me under
pull me
 to the bottom

small pieces of dreaming

• 3 or 4 women playing guitar, singing, from different bands/musical collectives...showing each other technique and songs and playing styles...i am close, listening/observing/longing...i wish to be a part of this joyfulness
• a large cat, with a leash around its middle, is playing with me...we are leaping and chasing and then lying in the grass next to a building which is either demolished or new construction
• Harry S. wins $40 million on a lottery type mechanized game
• also trying out strategies for lottery winning are a newly made friend and i...she is lovely and has been part of two other dreaming sequences: in one she is singing with a beautiful voice, soprano/alto register, in another she is at the grocery store in my line as i ring up her groceries we are joking and becoming closer, becoming friends

plans to dream & live

One of the benefits I have hoped to achieve from not working ALL THE TIME is dreaming well (by sleeping again) and recalling that dreaming vividly, and thus being able to write the dreaming. So far I am sleeping, and the dreamstate is rich, but I have not moved back into the writing aspect. Having just read this quote; "The novelist Mary Lee Settle tumbles out of bed and heads straight for her typewriter, before the dream state disappears." (Diane Ackerman A Natural History Of The Senses), I am inspired to revisit my desired benefit, and revamp my habits. I know that I have been allowing myself to heal from those four years of hard work, so have not tried to structure my time in any sort of fashion. But I have slid into the staying up very late, and sleeping very late mode. Now that less daylight is with us as the Season changes, I feel it might be a good time to gently put myself into a different sleep pattern so as to take advantage of what daylight is available. Thus being more productive, and ward off any seasonal depression that might show up.                                                                                                                                                                 

recurring dream theme & location

there is a gathering/festival/happening  all along Logmill Road and down to Route 15...i see Joanie there, and help her when walking back because it gets quite steep...
                      
                   AND THIS ALSO:

i hear the UPS delivery van drive up to the house...i go find the envelope that i need to send with them, but the worker hands it back to me and says it must be mailed...

at work running the register...

just out of reach

i remember dreaming, but not WHAT i dreamt.

visual poem

lollipop wrappers in the rain
            like mini condoms

dream

i am at work at Giant, trying to find a register to ring up a customer, the store has been closed, and nobody told me

plumbing issues

loud splash in the middle of the night awakens me
and i know it for a cat falling into the tub
where the water is slowly, slowly draining
i go back to sleep
and my dreaming picks up the theme;
Tille walks out of the bathroom at the store, 
trying to dry off after having fallen
in the water. I cry out, "oh no, girl! now what happened?"

left turn

even when sitting in a vehicle
waiting for the traffic light's change to green
there is beauty come unexpected, and delightful
sunlight glints on petals wind-rolled, dancing
through the intersection

"Witty Repartee"

pithy statements
double entendre
rapid punnetry
sexual innuendo
delicious sarcasm

EXHAUSTION

Remember to hide inside myself as i try to make it through this work day here. Negativity everywhere. Mantra must be "don't care", don't get sucked into it. I am exhausted, done with this. Tired of people telling me how to do my job, tired of being treated like i am stupid. Tired of always working, tired of working here at Lowe's.

observation at work

There is a very clear delineation between the good people and the outright assholes today.

a Book & many Beers...

Titus Groan by Mervyn Peake, a re-read for me, last read in 1975. The libations: "Falco" from Evil Twin Brewing, "Mosaic" from Terrapin Beer Company and "Weez" from the Maine Beer Company.

#gardencenter

the setting Moon fades
 in the Western sky
paled out
by the light of the
Vernal Equinox
morning

best vehicle license plates ever

GAY NERD

Utopia

During one of my high school English Lit classes, the teacher assigned us a paper detailing our concept of a Utopian Society. Mine was the ONLY one in the entire class that did not involve a police state of some sort. I was laughed at in the class.

dream

I am walking down a neighborhood street, and as i am about to cross over a larger street, i hear Lorraine calling out to me. i turn to look at her, and begin to walk toward her when she tells me to look out. a white van is pulling into the intersection right at me. i move over, and as he (white male) drives past me he says something derogatory. i just snort a laugh and walk over to Lorraine. we are greeting each other in the middle of the road, so we walk together up the sidewalk and across the road to the other side of the street. she wants to show me her place. when we get there, she shows me the landscaping setup she has done at the sidewalk. it's very cute! she has named one of her plants (a female name) and introduces me. a neighbor and her son walk by on the sidewalk, and we laugh, introducing them to the plant. as we move aside to allow them to pass, the plant gets jostled, and as we reset the plant in it's place we joke about that.

ponder this

DONUT IS A CHAMELEON IN PINK CAMO

KEY WORDS

beautiful morning/sunrise...inspired and excited about being off from work Wednesday and Thursday...also anxious about bank account...

beautiful dream, memory mostly lost

i am swimming with Rhiannon