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call of the owl
in my dream
—Claudette Russell
About the author: I'm a retired high school English teacher and live with my husband Frank in Hampton, Connecticut. Over the years my humorous essays have been published as op-ed pieces in various newspapers. Recently I decided that I wanted to try a different type of writing and began writing poetry.
Nicely done, Claudette. Sounds... often present clear images.
naked limbs
a perched owl's silhouette
sunrise
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. . . do I wake or sleep . . .
There are a lot of mythological and symbolic connotations, both good and bad, associated with owls. The physical sound of the owl in the dream leads the reader to question whether it is a good or bad omen. Very nicely done!
I have a particular soft spot for haiku about dreams. This is wonder-filled, IMHO!
ahh, dreams. i can't recall the passing of a night, nor day, i wasn't blessed with one; even two or more.
many the times, i've spoken of being born of a dream...
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midnight apparition--
her movement t'wards
my outreached arm
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silence
recalling her laughter