Tag Archives: waking dream

The Polestar Sign

Today has been a very different sort of day. To start with, I have been trying to learn to work with runes a little bit, so the first thing I did was select one to represent the energies of the … Continue reading

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Crossing Over

I hope it does what it says on the tin. Since I compose so much verse, I am always wondering if I should be doing something with it, putting it to good use. One thing that pretty much happens on … Continue reading

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Persons

This morning I was hearing measures in our dream meter again. They are terse, as usual; short lines don’t permit a lot of explication. As always, everything means more than one thing. They only sound as mysterious as need be–we … Continue reading

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No End of Dancing Days

Whenever anyone tries to shut you down, you are touching something sensitive, and there is a reason for the negative response. And–having touched nothing that I can tell, the word-processing program I am writing this on just disappeared my cursor, … Continue reading

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Un-Thought-Out

This will probably be brief, because I am still considering what just happened. The verses to follow came very, very quickly; I only paused at one point because I was unsure I could hear clearly enough. I have been reading … Continue reading

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Dream Meter

The piece to follow is so new, I might still be able to tell you a little about what was going on as it was happening. To begin with, these verses are cast in a special meter, one that came … Continue reading

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Mystery

Here is a bonus for today–a little gesture of contrition for keeping all the interesting news to myself. Before Epiphany, I was in a state of nervous exhaustion because of noise in my neighborhood and the unpleasantness of dealing with … Continue reading

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brokenshells

Recently, the same theme has come up over and over in my work, and that is that someone is searching for me. That I would be searching is the way it usually goes, but this time, I am the one … Continue reading

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