dream 260713

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2013, alley, black, breakfast, Carol, cars, chips, coffee, dark, dream, eating, iron, kitchen, life, lunch, pancake, pink, pupils, searching, sky, snow, Spring, streets, talking, walking, water

 

 

 

                      dream 260713

                      I went for breakfast
                      away doing something
                      in some town somewhere

                      in a small restaurant serving
                      a traditional breakfast but
                      I didn’t know what to expect

                      I was served a thin pancake
                      size of a plate and coffee poured
                      onto a black galvanised iron plate

                      which flowed down onto another
                      plate then flowed down to the floor
                      spreading wide and diluting in the

                      clean water from the kitchen and
                      washing down a drainage hole
                      like a shower but I don’t remember

                      eating; I was joined by Carol for
                      lunch, chopped vegetable salad in
                      thin pancakes but I can’t remember

                      eating; we talked about something
                      with a little tension; we were given
                      wedge chips with a white sauce and

                      we left to walk the pedestrian streets
                      a light snow-dusting was all around
                      under an early Spring sky; I offered

                      a summary to the discussion to
                      break the silence but she turned off
                      into a dark alley and wandered off

                      before I finished talking; I realise
                      we hadn’t paid in the restaurant and
                      wandered the streets trying to find it

                      I couldn’t, but pupils who I didn’t know
                      gave me a friendly hello and climbed
                      into the boot of a waiting pink car

 

 

 

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black wormhole: purpose
Carol wormhole: start where you are I
cars wormhole: dawn
coffee & pink wormhole: 1959 –– MANHATTAN –– 2012
dark wormhole: darkness
dream wormhole: bottom of Herbert Road to the / foot of Eglinton Hill dream
kitchen wormhole: letters to Mum V – carrying on in duty and love
life wormhole: ‘a spark from the empty light socket …’
searching wormhole: this is not my poem / although I found it nevertheless
sky wormhole: the streets just fill with business
snow wormhole: Christmas
Spring wormhole: Dr Strange V – all the words of all the times of all the worlds speak
streets wormhole: the lines are not that straight / after all
talking wormhole: gold wedding band
walking wormhole: what heavy and cantilevered structure
water wormhole: St. Ludwigskirche

 

dawn

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1980, abandonment, breakfast, cars, dawn, eggs, emergence, fir, motorway, night, passing, radio, sound, streetlight, tea, travelling

 

 

 

                                dawn

                                the cabin-loggy

                                ===============
                               !! bacon-burger bar !!
                                ===============

                                blumbered from the crackly radio

                flat fried eggs blupped onto the bonnet from the tree-lamps
                                down the middle of the motorway

                and as the spikey-fine fir trees flinked some white silliness
                                into my piping-hot tea –

                “Whappo” said the tatty tyres slapping the tarmac
                                over the hills and far away

 

 

 

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abandonment wormhole: ‘“Never,” said the Sandman; / he blinked …’
cars & passing wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich – Plumstead 290508 – / the breath of London
dawn & night & sound & streetlight wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
emergence wormhole: glass
fir wormhole: sounds // suddenly / stop
motorway wormhole: we // walk
radio wormhole: King of the World
tea wormhole: smiling
travelling wormhole: sometimes

 

!

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2014, breakfast, chrome, Gran Canaria, horizon, hotel, looking, morning, palms, sea, seeing, sitting, sound, sun

 

 

 

                                              !

                                              sitting
                at the breakfast table
                                on the terrace thinking
                                              to practise
                                              taking in
                                the view rather than going out
                                              to arrange it: the palms near and far
                above chrome railings
                                              the hotels peripheral
                                sun-blinded and perched
                                              over the bay

                                              when
                                from deep out the horizon
                                              flying low and camouflaged
                                grunged a
                                              Lan
                                              cas
                                              ter
                                              bom
                                              ber
                                bulbous-nosed and wing fins

                bbbjjjjjjjjjjjdjdjdjdjdjeeyyhhwwwwwwoooooouuuuuuu

                                              maybe
                                I was trying too hard

 

 

 

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horizon & sea wormhole: I will eventually drift tectonic
hotel wormhole: the poppies / of van Gogh
looking wormhole: our life
morning wormhole: g’morning
seeing wormhole: the precision // the gentleness // and / the letting go
sitting wormhole: waiting room
sound wormhole: sniff
sun wormhole: Tulips by Sylvia Plath – How Far To Step Before You Raise The Other Foot

 

father figure – triptych

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2007, 2012, breakfast, dream, eating, family, Geshe Kelsang, growth, guru, house, identity, Manjushri, morning, speech

 

 

 

                           dream 290307

                           I am visiting Manjushri Institute* with my family
                           we come to a room and I realise I am joining
                           Geshe Kelsang** for dinner

                           I should not be here sharing dinner with Geshe-la
                           I cannot meet his look
                           but he is very host-like and gracious
                           he bears no resentment
                           it is just myself
                           giving myself
                           a hard time

 

—–~“O”~—–

 

                dream
                310307

     I am at a gathering
     in someone’s house
     some sort of teaching event happening
     sitting in the lounge I notice
     that the picture on the wall is different
     it is a large sketch of Geshe Kelsang**
     drawn from above ‘comic book’ realistic
     later in the morning I join a group for breakfast
     I am following a figure onto the balcony
     in fact I am that figure
     then I am seeing from that figure’s perspective
     like a documentary
     the figure is Geshe Kelsang and then
     I am myself again
     and Geshe-la is joining us for breakfast
     honoured to have him join us
     he is jovial and light-humoured
     he takes one mouthful of something –
     was it avocado – and quips ‘I am better now’
     putting down his knife and fork

     all my fathers of this life
     I don’t get on with them that well
     I seem to find myself in a position
     I cannot talk with them
     I expect an impossible ideal of them
     I see them fall short and then
     I sulk
     …

 

—–~“O”~—–

 

                                                                                    dream
                                                                                    151007

                                                                                    at the table
                                                                                    at the feast
                                                                                    Geshe-la**
                                                                                    sees me reach
                                                                                    for the food
                                                                                    chastises me
                                                                                    for wanting
                                                                                    to eat too
                                                                                    soon

 

 

* Conishead Priory, known as Manjushri Institute, in Cumbria on the shores of Morecambe Bay.   A Buddhist college; lived there 1983-1984.
** Geshe-la – affectionate honorific used for the teacher, Geshe Kelsang Gyatso.   I moved from the Priory to begin my career twenty years previous to these dreams.

 

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dream & family & house & identity & speech wormhole: dream / 130207
Geshe Kelsang wormhole: dream / 010397
morning wormhole: dream / 190599

 

breakfast in bed

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'scape, 2009, 4*, bedroom, birds, breakfast, combe end, conservatory, garden, life, morning, open, rain, roof, trees, windows

 

 

 

                                 breakfast in bed

                     “I need to settle
                       in
                       to life”

                     rain

                     suddenly
                     falls on the
                     conservatory roof and yet

                     there is still birdsong
                     high in the trees

 

 

 

^{————w}(O)rmholes_________________________________|—–

bedroom wormhole: almost-Escher
birds wormhole: 19 words / 7 paragraphs / 9 lines
combe end & morning & open & rain & trees & windows wormhole: when
conservatory wormhole: winter / weeks
garden wormhole: dream 290697
life wormhole: ‘my main job in life …’
roof wormhole: oh

 

comicbook morning

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'scape, 1994, 5*, bird, black, blue, breakfast, buildings, curtains, Genesta Road, hill, Hillside, house, lemon, lime, morning, music, radio, red, roof, sky, sun, windows

 

 

 

                                              comicbook morning

                           the open curtain the
                           blue sky smeared with
                           red-like brick dust

                           it’s going to be hot
                           like lemon

                           sun on the window frames
                           of the house opposite

                           the solitary bird perched
                           on the roof

                           looking

                           the open window the
                           pneumatic drill
                           has started the
                           business down
                           in the estate and

                           lopping from side to side
                           the newspaper boy pushing
                           the lime-bag trolley
                           followed later
                           up the gentle hill
                           by the black-shorted jogger

                           the open door another
                                     crap
                           sound on the radio
                           sounds sunny anyway then

 

                           breakfast bowls!

 

 

 

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black wormhole: N. …
bird & morning wormholes: chirp / through the window
blue sky wormhole: ‘light blue …’
buildings wormhole: “WHOOOOOOOOOP!!!”
curtains & lemon wormhole: condensation
Genesta Road wormhole: ‘the open window …’:
hills & music & radio & windows wormhole: Indian music / on the radio
Hillside wormhole: ironing in the sun
house wormhole: loud music
lime wormhole: junk
red wormhole: ‘red ink in the air …’
roof wormhole: quietly
sky wormhole: ‘gnashing …’
sun wormhole: table