Icarus Wings

Icarus Wings

A Poem by Devons

Sadly, I know
Reality’s no dream
And a dream’s no reality
Unless it comes true
And when a dream becomes reality
It’s no longer so clean
And sadly, we know
Reality’s no dream
Is this just imagination
That sensations are dreams
And we dream of sensations?
This is just how it seems
By night, dreams are feelings
By day, feelings: dreams
Without sleeping, waking, touching
And never really seeing
A thousand rushing images
Without any face
A fascination of something
Without any place
Like a shimmering horizon
That fades into space
Catch the music of a moment
And reach for the sky
The soaring soul, high
Such a sight, the blue yonder
Such a feeling, like flying
Dreams are such things
As Icarus wings
Heading straight for the sun
Before you’ve begun
To capture a rapture:
The Butterfly Collector
Thrilled by the chase
Mount his prey in a case
His booty, a duty
The preservation of beauty
The butterfly brings
On its Icarus wings
The dream of a moment
The magic and tragic
And the moment he caught it
He killed it.
Sadly, I know
Reality is no dream
And no dream becomes reality
Even if it comes true
The colours will bleed 
To the scene that you painted
And sadly, you’ll know
Reality’s a dream
 - that you tainted.

© 2015 Devons


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On the surface this may seem like sporadic thoughts but if we look closer this piece presented a deep intellectual observation. Romanticist would claim that whatever we dream, we can achieve. This may be true but whatever we attain in the tangible world may not absolutely and purely represent the ideals/dreams/aspirations conceived by our minds. The reason being is that in the world outside our minds, we are confronted with factors beyond our control which may inevitably adulterate the purity of our ideals/dreams/aspirations. To dream big is completely encouraged but in order to achieve it, we must be prepared to understand and to be flexible of other factors beyond our control. Otherwise, we may end up like Icarus. Thought provoking piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Devons

8 Years Ago

Indeed. Thank you very much indeed for such considered thoughts and intelligent appraisal.



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I loved the ending as much as loved the whole poem. A dreamer, nice flow of words, sentences, experiences.. I do not dream in color so my reality is way more colorful than the dreams. The poem got me thinking. Thank you! A good read. You know where to put your words..

Posted 8 Years Ago


Devons

8 Years Ago

Gratifying comments, thank you. Equally so, thanks for reading so well.
On the surface this may seem like sporadic thoughts but if we look closer this piece presented a deep intellectual observation. Romanticist would claim that whatever we dream, we can achieve. This may be true but whatever we attain in the tangible world may not absolutely and purely represent the ideals/dreams/aspirations conceived by our minds. The reason being is that in the world outside our minds, we are confronted with factors beyond our control which may inevitably adulterate the purity of our ideals/dreams/aspirations. To dream big is completely encouraged but in order to achieve it, we must be prepared to understand and to be flexible of other factors beyond our control. Otherwise, we may end up like Icarus. Thought provoking piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Devons

8 Years Ago

Indeed. Thank you very much indeed for such considered thoughts and intelligent appraisal.
I loved this. I see Jan has taken a hold of it a gave a great review. She's very insightful. I like the rhythm of it and the structure. It seems complex to me and deserves a second and third reading. My highest praise. CD

Posted 8 Years Ago


Devons

8 Years Ago

Thank you for bringing your intelligence and knowledge of craft to bear. Yours comments and apprecia.. read more
Dreams and reality rarely meet,but often times dreams cannot withstand reality's, well, reality. On touching a dream we taint it with other perceptions, and therefor it is no longer pure, they become distorted. Some dreams are worth pursuing though, but the knowledge it there that if could never be just as you dreamed it. Chaos theory at play, so to speak.
A lovely and thought provoking poem, that makes your reader dig a bit for meaning and pause for thoughts. Middle has beautiful imagery that satisfies.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Devons

8 Years Ago

Yes, thank you. It's a simple sentiment really, but then perhaps thought is really an exploration of.. read more
Deep and poignant. I felt an envitability to this. A sadness in mans epic failure. Surely though there is more to us. Reality is moment of control if understood. Of course with out consciousness it would be easy to dream you life so to speak. I don't see this as introspective at all. No you anyway.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Devons

11 Years Ago

You're right, I'm never introspective - except on everyone else's collective behalf... Thank ye, m'l.. read more
Ok...inhale Poppy lol
Devons...this is epic! :) I am speechless :) Truly so!
Amazing friend, the detail, clarity, surrealness...both balanced, the potency, metaphor, flow - sublime!
I am absolutely in love with this piece...
Unlimited appreciation love!
xox

Posted 11 Years Ago


Incredible writing.

"Dreams are such things
As Icarus wings
Heading straight for the sun
Before you’ve begun
To capture a rapture:
The Butterfly Collector
Thrilled by the chase"

I loved that, this has a hauntingly melancholic appeal and it's so captivating from beginning to despairing end. "The colours will bleed to the scene that you painted, and sadly you'll know- reality's a dream that you tainted." Remarkably and beautifully expressed. Very well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is awesome. I like this one a lot. Your metaphor with Icarus is great. beautifully written too, nice flow
Great work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is an incredible piece. I absolutely loved it, from title to last line.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This would be a great piano song.I can actually hear the music in the background

Posted 11 Years Ago



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