A dream half lived ...

A dream half lived ...

A Chapter by Dr. YumnaKay
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Spontaneous write. Inspired. Trying something different for a change. Not sure about the structure. It feels off somehow...

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amongst scars and storms, I travelled far and wide,
spinning tales upon half gilded clouds.

Of nights and stars, a dream half lived 
sprinkling stardust and a moment captured,

of wilds and oceans, oh, they run deep;
meandering along, I finally collide ... 


© 2018 Dr. YumnaKay


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Tis wonderful sad at times how extreme emotion push the WRITE button.. is as if the imagination has been set down pon rails to explore then, arrive at calm. Perhaps your lovely descriptions have carried you so high. you've now floated back to earth, carrying yoru own reflection. 'spinning tales upon half a gilded clouds.'

Beautful sadness..

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

5 Years Ago

And I find it somewhat strange that whenever I feel I'm on the verge of thinking to stop writing 'ca.. read more
emmajoy

5 Years Ago

Words, like contentent and most of all Love, just can't be forced.. You must know how it is: you rea.. read more



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I love the way your poem describes the push-and-pull conflict between longing to be free & somehow not having the courage to dive completely into the pool of the unknown. This reminds me of women I've known who are abused by man, but can't leave him. Everyone encourages woman to leave, she talks like she wants to, people help her leave, but then she goes back to him pretty quickly. I've seen this happen many times over the years. Your poem sounds like the entrapped woman who is trying to talk a good show about how she wants to break free, but really, deep inside she's only half-committed and doesn't even believe she can survive without him (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tis wonderful sad at times how extreme emotion push the WRITE button.. is as if the imagination has been set down pon rails to explore then, arrive at calm. Perhaps your lovely descriptions have carried you so high. you've now floated back to earth, carrying yoru own reflection. 'spinning tales upon half a gilded clouds.'

Beautful sadness..

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

5 Years Ago

And I find it somewhat strange that whenever I feel I'm on the verge of thinking to stop writing 'ca.. read more
emmajoy

5 Years Ago

Words, like contentent and most of all Love, just can't be forced.. You must know how it is: you rea.. read more
Star struck you have become... I wonder which star is responsible for this.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

5 Years Ago

Wishful thinking is what I'd call it...
thank you for reading, Sire.
Spontaneity is the essence of creativity - so your write is poetically enchanting! Just one note: second stanza (just a suggestion) if you remove the 'a' between half and gilded, it reads better! Bless ... :-)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

5 Years Ago

I think I like your suggestion. I'll change that :)
thank you so much for your lovely words, .. read more

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