Posted in Choka

Last Nights Dream

Lamp and Tamborine drawing
Drawing by Leona J. Atkinson 05-28-20

Objects left behind,

Old out dated wooden lamps

And a tamborine,

That made no sound because

It had no jingles,

Only leather cords hanging

In braids, when shaken

They made no noise at all,

In someone’s storage shed.

Choka

In my dream last night I was a worker who was part of a cleanup team that cleared out and cleaned up houses that had been recently vacated for some reason, perhaps by people moving away or from them passing on from this life.

In this one particular scene I and others in my group, who I don’t know, no one was revealed to me, came upon a storage shed that was filled with old, quality made, wooden objects, like hand carved lamps and such. One of my companions wondered if the people would be returning to take these items as they seemed to be of value, but though they were beautifully carved wood they were outdated, and I thought that might be the reason they were left behind.

At the end of the shelf I saw a tambourine, and when I picked it up it made no sound. I saw it was because it had no jingles, only braided leather ropes hanging down. I swished it back and forth but it was silent.

Then I awoke and am now pondering what this dream might mean, either for me or someone else.

One thought I had was that instruments or objects weren’t being used for the purpose they’d been created for.

The tambourine wasn’t meant to be silent. It’s jingles we’re missing rendering it useless, but why it had leather braids is still a mystery to me…

Also, the fine quality carved wood lamps were not being used for the purpose they were created for. They were being hidden in a storage unit, sitting idle in a shelf, not showing the beautiful workmanship of their creator and not shining their light as they were supposed to do.

Hmmmm… interesting thoughts…

(I tried drawing as best I could the images I saw in my dream, also now wondering if the carved diamond shapes have any meaning…)

Your comments are welcomed. Any thoughts??

Thank you.

Posted in Haiku, NaPoWriMo 2020, Scripture

Like a Lamb

Three crosses on a hill

Legions of angels

Stood aimed, battle ready

To strike at command

As the Son of God

Stood in the dark garden and

Faced His accusers

His disciples ran

His betrayer kissed His cheek

Yet He was silent

Triple Haiku

He was oppressed and He was afflicted,

Yet He opened not His mouth;

He was led as a lamb to the slaughter,

And as a sheep before its shearers is silent,

So He opened not His mouth.

Isaiah 53:7

Lamb of God, Christian flag symbol

Posted in July 2016, Shadorma

Solid Rock

a rock
Wondering…

What stories you hold?

What have you

Seen and heard,

Sitting there observing life?

A silent listener?

Shadorma

(This big rock caught my eye today. It was sitting in a grassy area of the parking lot of a busy mall. As I started to pass it by I had the thoughts which inspired me to write the poem and take the photo. 😊

Posted in Haiga, Haiku, Haiku Horizons Weekly Prompt, October 2015

Silent

Mt. St. Helens--Haiku
Original Poetry and Photograph by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015

I took this photo of Mt. St Helens in 2009.  At that time most of the area had restored itself after the catastrophic eruption in 1980.
To this day the volcano sits quietly, but many sources say it will erupt again soon.
Read more about Mt. St. Helens  here and  here

Haiku Horizons Weekly Challenge: Week #87 Prompt: Silent