muted silence (tan renga)

When  I first read this haiku by JazzyTower from Thoughts and Entanglements     I had an idea of what I wanted to write to complete it but then I read Jen’s Winding/Woven at Blog it or Lose it and it inspired a different slant to my renga and haiku to complete this hokko.

Here is Jen’s completion:

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails     
(c) Jazzytower

woven into a poem
fading quickly at sunrise    (c) Jen R

Here is our host, Chèvrefeuille’s completion:

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails                                 (c) Jazzytower

hear! monks chant Om Mani Padme Hum
spreading peace all around the globe      (c)  Chèvrefeuille

It was that second line “foregn tongues absorbed in dreams” that formed my original stirring  and Jen’s post completed the potion.  For the past twenty odd years, I often dream lucid dreams.  I can change some things and it’s like I am co-editor of my film now and then EXCEPT for nightmares.  I am aware where I am, I am fully concious I want to get the heck out of Dodge but that editor in chief just will not let me. Man, that is a terrible feeling and when I wake up I do NOT want to go back to sleep…all lights are on and time to stay awake for a while reading or writing.

Screamng girl by Sandra Hultsfed – Deviant Art

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails        (c)  Jazzytower

stuck in this twilight zone
clawing out in muted screams

sequinned in sweat,
facing sighs of relief, Home!
Home! home at last.                      (c)  Tournesol

20 thoughts on “muted silence (tan renga)

    1. Thanks, I suppose it is a bit scary but that second line was interpretted as scary …interesting how we all see things. Again, I am pleased you inserted the mantra…I have my own personal one Amma gave me last summer but this one I had forgotten.

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  1. Thank goodness I don’t get nightmares. .that feels unlikely I know. Maybe I just don’t remember them and wake up tired.
    I love what you have done with this:)-

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