Imaginary

My daughter is an only child. She often played alone. As a child, her toys would be out. And she would be having these conversations with her dolls. Or, so I thought. I learned that the ‘person’ she had been talking to had a name. His name was Michael, her maginary friend. While this was happening I attributed it to being a normal part of childhood development. My mother, however, was alarmed.

She is older now. She describes him as having had dirty blonde hair, always wore shorts and always carried a blanket around. A security blanket I imagine. That’s when they were both little.

Not so very long ago he visited her in a dream. This was when she was in her late twenties, she said. Two old friends who hadn’t see each other in a good while. To the point of almost not recognizing each other. But they did. He recognized her first, with ” Don’t you recognize me?”. They hugged, talked about life and about college. This was when I chimed in, “What college?”. I’m thinking this kid has got to be on the face of this earth somewhere. And it’s time to start digging through college year books!

 

imaginary friends
play through a crack in time
a gift from the universe
at the behest of ancestors, or
are such episodes walking the path of fate

Pat R

3/27/20

A haibun Gogyohka ( if there is such a thing) for V.Js Weekly Challenge where the prompt word is “Imaginary”.

Stop in to check things out or to participate here.

Dreams

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my dreams and I
we move as one –
like a kite in summer skies

Pat R

12/27/17

For Carpe Diem Haiku

Here is the quote to work with:

“People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams because they feel that they don’t deserve them, or that they’ll be unable to achieve them.” (Source: The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho)

 

Northern Lights

like fairy dust
of my dreams
northern lights

Pat R

10/01/17

For

Carpe. Diem Haiku: Northern Lights

&

Daily Haiku Challenge

&

OctPoWriMo

 

Help & Smile

I can’t help but smile

when I think of you – long walks

sharing hopes and dreams

your help as the waves claimed sand

beneath my feet, I felt safe

Pat R

2/28/17

For

Tanka Tuesday