Dreams are Flowing

Dreams held captive.

Dreams are flowing from the sky 

So colorful, in fact, 

They have merged into one 

 

 

I HATE giving you everything 

Every raw part and piece 

You’ve taken so many chunks 

That your handfuls appear 

Sloppy 

There are remnants of material 

That have withered away and died 

These holes left in their place 

Are barest when air dried.

Reviews

[Crowley]

The way you have the first stanza set apart is really cool, its like the prologue to a novel where life is etched in colored glass and one chapter after another those panes of glass start to break. If only we were gifted with hindsight. Really cool write and very identifiable plight. Great job!

[Laurierose]

I'm glad you noticed the separation of stanzas. I wanted to mimic the dreams in the sky and how they may float among our life. That's a very neat comparison to the colored glass. I appreciate the warm review!

[Akash gaikwad]

The first stanza is the sky and the second stanaza is the cloud
My imagination to your poem!!

I liked how two contradict stanza are making a deal for a good poem!!!

[Laurierose]

Or as I like to call it, the first stanza is the balloon
floating free and the second is the 'POP!' (lol!) I like your interpretation here. Thank you for the sincere review.

[sette]

and there is depth in terms of content and expression

[Laurierose]

Thank you, sette. I appreciate the sincerity.

[00000000000000000000000..]

One is a solid number bold!!!! Wow people can take and take and takeeeeeeeee. It gets draining after some tome leaves one with a void inside. I like the write:)

[Laurierose]

After awhile of taking so much, there's bound to be nothing left. We're stuck with our thoughts, then. Thank you for the kind review and perspective.

[0000000000000000000000000000]

Yeah I know all to well your very welcome:)

[Phill Oz O'fee]

When the dream turns into a nightmare - only escape is looking for poetic justice - poignantly expressive write - well written … :-)

[Laurierose]

Ohh, yes! Simply said and agreed. It's often the best remedy for heavy minds. Thank you for the sincere review.

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An interesting styled piece.

It seems to me from experience that too many people are living their lives with hopes and dreams, yet either doing nothing to pursue them or being restricted by their situation from pursuing them. At some point one must bite the bullet and make those dreams become a reality else forever be a dreamer, and forever hold their peace.

A nice write.

[Laurierose]

We should take hold of the reigns of our dreams so that they could potentially become reality; I agree. Thank you for the sincere review.

[barleygirl]

Your first stanza brings to mind the idea of “freedom” – dreams merged together emanating from the sky! And I love the way you juxtapose the rest of the poem, which is the opposite of freedom. Your description of the dream robber reminds me of many such narcissists who dominated my early life & snuffed my early dreams. Nicely original way to show something very recognizable (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Laurierose]

This method broadcasted many emotions too complex to be verbally expressed. Very cathartic write for me. I appreciate the thoughtful review.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The old folks used to say, "Keep yourself to yourself". And that's not bad advice when protecting and nurturing your dreams. After all, we have to get those baby birds ready to fly and keep the cat from the nest. I enjoyed the read.

[Laurierose]

Preparation is key. It doesn't hurt to be secure if/when faced with opposition. Thank you for the sincere review.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Unique and original form. Strong words, honest, crushing and poignant. Graphic and horrific imagery of literal and/or figurative predatory wounds left on one who has been abused. Abused by life, cruelty, love,-any would fit here. In strength, presented with effective use of capitalization- “I HATE”, she fights back. Great language, metaphor, message. Excellent write.

[Laurierose]

I love how you interpreted this and shed some perspective. This was a very cathartic write for me. Thank you for the sincere review.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are very welcome. Loved the poem.:))

[Onlyme]

Powerful, raw and beautiful expressed and felt.

[Laurierose]

I appreciate the sincere review, my friend!

[Chris]

The beginning drew me in...

Seems as two voices - perhaps a counterpoint's view. I am still thinking on what I perceive here.

[Laurierose]

Have you ever been so happy, as if in a dream-like state? All of your dreams are before you and you're reaching out to touch, yet it's brilliantly yanked away from someone you once trusted. We don't notice the missing pieces until their all gone and left with those memories.

That was my inspiration for this piece. However, it's all relative. Thanks for reading :)

[Chris]

...and - yes - yes. Yes again. 'Til driving 3 A.M., a Sunday morning ...missed the tree and the car stalled so just sat and so on til sunrise. Relative is such a word ...and the meanings as well.

Now I can comment to this one - having been right THERE... It is TWO voices distinct and clear - the times are what is different. Memories and time flavor our lives - sweet, bitter, then bittersweet. I've said enough - you get it.

[Laurierose]

Aha! Thank you for that bit of perspective, my friend. Much appreciated.