a dream that wasn’t mine.

If ever I were to meet
the dream by sea-green eyes
as they sleep, a beveled glass
yet a reverie, I would impose
upon those that left
in the legs of womb
to a leave-taking of melancholy
as death alone drowns
as the darkened sunset drowns.

A sway of dark weeps,
the ocean bleeds in the lithe rock
swaddled at the surf

into what is left
that cannot die,
It was a dream that wasn’t mine.

May I see the sea-line as I remember it
upon the lonesome slumber
of the oceans; they bleed,
dispersed into a knot,

there’s a snore in the branches
while moving them, untamed, like the macula
into the blue womb of the sea,

the samaras of each sea
crossed for blood
into our darkest minds,
trying to hold the memories left
twisted in silhouettes, the hiss of winter
by the dark terrace
arched by the tree line.

If ever I were to meet
the dream in sea-green eyes
limb by limb
it was the blue tree,
the memorial,
swallowed by the oceans,
anchoring arms of the tree

once it had stood
between you and I
not meant to be

It was a dream that wasn’t mine.

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A/N: You can read the original draft here on Twitter. There are some noticeable differences. This was for a couple of writing prompts that inspired me to write a bit. I am quite frustrated at the result, many revisions and deletions of lines, and still, there is something missing from this. I am leaving it alone for I am afraid I will throw my mind out the window if I keep fixating on this poem.

Also, there are some drafts on my Twitter that I haven’t uploaded on here yet (I am polishing them up to their final versions) so feel free to check them out if they pique your interest a little. I hope you enjoyed the read and as always, I appreciate your thoughts, feedback and critiques.

15 thoughts on “a dream that wasn’t mine.”

  1. Personally, I think this is a great put up. Amidst those differences and frustrations, was able to communicate to that point where it makes sense poetically. I love the honesty of the words too.

    I enjoyed it. Yeah!

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  2. I love this. With your permission id like to take a stab at editing this myself, it’s something I enjoy doing. The suggestion about putting it away for awhile often works for me.

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    1. You have my permission to take a stab at it creatively. I’d love to see the result. 😀

      And yes, I’m thinking about coming back to it at some point in the future. Thank you for your kind words and your interest in editing this piece. ❤ ❤

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  3. So, Lucy I’ve been reading quite a lot of your works. Honestly, they are so so thoughtful. They have this warmth about them that make them so influential. Love the subtleties and tenderness in some of your poems and then a complete change to strong, brave words. You are one hell of a writer, and I truly, deeply mean it. So versatile and so so relevant. Your poems have very much been the only ones that I remember having such honest thoughts. And when I say that, I believe that honesty in those words is the best technique of being a poet. Quite usually, poems leave us speechless, but yours are so profound and so very relatable that I actually hope my appreciation for your work has been conveyed through all I could think of. Peace and greetings from Sui generis 💛💛

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    1. Oh my god, thank you so much for your lovely words and feedback. Words elude me greatly as this brought me to tears.

      I feel extremely honored and flattered, my dear friend. I am as well glad that my writing could resonate with you as well. I do not know what else I can say that can delineate my utmost gratitude of your assessment of my writing with your beyond kind words.

      You have rendered me speechless. I will be saving this comment so I can always look back to it–that’s how much it impacted me. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much.

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      1. It was my utmost pleasure dear friend. You obviously inspired me manifold. I am glad I could touch you with the comment. “We can touch people even without actually having to touch them” Have a fantastic week and keep writing.

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