For more of my Dreamwork Tanka and Dreamku take a look at my newest lines on my sister site
On this page are a few poems that I wrote in 2007.

I also tried my pen in Dreamku, which is a new form of Haiku that my friend Patricia Grace Kelly is establishing as a dream study tool.

Vist her blog at 

Link doesn't work for you?
Try cut and paste address below. http://roswila-dreamspoetry.blogspot.com/

I received this note from Patricia  in a personal email I would like to share with my viewers:

"I'd also like to add that I've been invited to make a presentation about Dreamku at the September PsiberDreaming & The Creative Arts conference of The International Association for the Study of Dreams. (Watch my dreams and poetry blog for details as they become available.)  In addition, I'm planning to start a dreamku group blog in the fall. A group blog is one that those who join can post to, and make and receive comments on."
email me at:  vcw.freedom@juno.com

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See Saw


In an abandoned playground
a seesaw slams into the dirt.
Dust from the pounding smokes,
swirls into images of a bunny.

Having the life squeezed out,
it is held by adoring arms.
Constant squeezing.
Loved to death.

Smiles are rubbed on the soft wrinkles
between the neck and shoulder.
Tiny hands pat my back in reassurance,
everything is going to be alright. 


© Vera Charline Wareham
   2007

Shadow Thief


A silken claw slides across my chest and molests me;
It digs deep to rip my heart out by its roots.

My voice chokes as I stop the murder,
Strangling the wrist of the hand that violates me.

A desperate arm-wrestle freezes in the sweat of cardiac arrest;
My hands tremble, holding back the dark thrusting fingers.

Stretching from the floor at the side of my bed,
A shadow rises, towers over me, smothers my sleep.
 
When I open my eyes, I see the faceless ghost of my killer
Melt back into the vampire book on the rug.


© Vera Charline Wareham
2007
Poetry Update -- Thoughts at the Threshold
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Medicine Show Barker


Revoked. Repulsed. Renewed. Reviewed.
I bring to you, fellow travelers
through this troubled time we live in
a potion strong and good to bring
all manner of things
you've only
dreamed.

Just dip your fancy feather quill
into this bottle I show here
and the readers of your magic words
will come and buy what 'ere you sell
and pay just what they're told.
It heals your body and your mind
don't think about your soul.

Your soul is saved, once you agree
to buy the medicine I deal.
It is a skill I have with wills.
I offer freely to you all
no matter what the cost or loss
Your words will charge
admission.


© Vera Charline Wareham
July 2007

On this page are a few poems that I wrote in 2007.

I also tried my pen in Dreamku, which is a new form of Haiku that my friend Patricia Grace Kelly is establishing as a dream study tool.

Vist her blog at 

Link doesn't work for you?
Try cut and paste address below. http://roswila-dreamspoetry.blogspot.com/

I received this note from Patricia  in a personal email I would like to share with my viewers:

"I'd also like to add that I've been invited to make a presentation about Dreamku at the September PsiberDreaming & The Creative Arts conference of The International Association for the Study of Dreams. (Watch my dreams and poetry blog for details as they become available.)  In addition, I'm planning to start a dreamku group blog in the fall. A group blog is one that those who join can post to, and make and receive comments on."
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Dreamku 2007
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barn stall holds spotlight
man-size white owl spreads his wings
my wired package squirms

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three tattered pieces
a puzzle shuffled to fit
spells H-O-M-E 

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I fear for us both
don't go, evil is out there
black winged angels fly

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answers do not come
when the wind asks "who are you?"
waves erase my art
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dangerous coast cliffs
joining the Americas
she jumps between rocks
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in his lunch bowl
two live fish flop; one chirps
he pets it with his fork

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I also like to use Tanka as a tool for studying my dreams. Two extra lines can make a difference.


Dream Tanka 2007
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lights will not turn on
answers are a spark away
something eludes me
stiff fingers search for switches
my shadow moves on the wall

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grey hair down her back
she turns in music box dance
doll arms lift above
the blunt wood carved face of one
unfinished voodoo Barbie

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in a midday nap
a dog roams between
wrecked tractor trucks
I wake for the noontime news
dejavu blinks to red lights

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pumped into a cup
cream from her breast won't mix
like oil and water
the two swirl separately
too warm to be natural
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I pull a large worm
from a small hole in my thigh
flesh rolls inside out
tentacles move on both ends
it crystallizes and breaks

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All Prose on this Page
© Vera Charline Wareham
2007

Turning Into Ash


How can I know to even dream such horror?

An explosion
Trees blaze into ash as a moment ruptures
People walking, burst into flames
Burning before they can even scream
With only the gnashing of their skeletal teeth
Essence of their body's nerves set in motion
Creaking as they pop in faint repetitious movement
Descending into ashes and sticky black goo
Hands bound to each other as they stop twitching
With one last slow fall to the ground

How can I know to even dream such horror?


© Vera Charline Wareham
2007

Poetry Update -- Thoughts at the Threshold
The poems that I have written this year are based on images or feelings from recent dreams. It seems fitting then that I should mention Dreamku and the friend that has developed this new form of Haiku related verse, Patricia Kelly aka Roswila. 
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For more of my Dreamwork Tanka and Dreamku take a look at my newest lines on my sister site