Claudette Russell is a retired high school English teacher who lives with her husband in Goodwin State Forest in Hampton, Connecticut. Her work has appeared in various print and online journals. She also collaborates with her husband to create haiga.
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Nicely done, Claudette. Sounds… often present clear images.
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!
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
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…
–
midnight apparition–
her movement t’wards
my outreached arm
–
silence
recalling her laughter