HAMLET DREAMS

HAMLET DREAMS

A Poem by Eddie Phillips
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People make decisions that seem right at the time but often are followed by regret

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In my mental little hamlet your memory came my way
I avoided it for a year, but my mind ventured there today
We were sitting at a table and in dream I held your hand
You smiled and stroked my fingers; I was proud to be your man
I told you that I loved you; it was something I always wanted to do
You kissed me on the cheek and said "You know I love you too"
Suddenly, I awoke out of my slumber under the rays of the rising Sun
Regret flicked at my conscious anger, realizing my dream was now done
I walked over to your picture that hangs alone on my lonely wall
I glanced over at my phone, but my conscious guilt won't let me call
A year ago I decided that career and money ruled the day
I left our little hamlet to conquer the city and make my way
Destitute and devoid in the loneliness of my chosen fate
This dream had come to haunt me and illuminate my mistake
In the silent rays of morning my heart's regret has come at last
As I wish for our sweet little hamlet and the gentle dream of days long past.

 

© 2013 Eddie K. Phillips

© 2014 Eddie Phillips


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This is utterly breath-taking Eddie...the sorrowful lingering memories of imagery you wove into this is incredible! Not to mention your choice of words, rhyme and fluidity. Simply brilliant! My favorite lines:

Destitute and devoid in the loneliness of my chosen fate
This dream had come to haunt me and illuminate my mistake
In the silent rays of morning my heart's regret has come at last
As I wish for our sweet little hamlet and the gentle dream of days long past.

--- really resonated with me...thanks for sharing & pen on :))

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eddie Phillips

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I was worried about this poem because I didn't know if I got the feeling right. I am hap.. read more
ms. barrie

11 Years Ago

you're very welcome, Eddie...oh no, you captured the whole concept of this poem very well.
tha.. read more



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I love the title and the way the words come together to tell a story.. Nicely done...

Posted 6 Years Ago


Parting is such sorrow indeed. This poem is very good. You kept the flow tight, and spot on, and I think it's a great poem. I actually have read this one several times now, and think it's brilliant. Great job.
-Richard

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eddie Phillips

6 Years Ago

Thank you for reading my poem so many times. I like this poem because it is a story many people can.. read more
Richard McLin

6 Years Ago

That is true.
i really like this piece. I myself can say i have been in similar circumstances and had my dreams show me past regrets , which really my own guilty conscious illuminating my faults and somewhat telling me i know what needs to be done but am to weak to admit it. Bravo my friend for realizing and speaking it aloud.

Posted 6 Years Ago


This is truly a beautiful poem, Eddie. You express your feelings so well that I completely understood your anger and frustration at leaving behind what you now realize was the life you want to live. Because it's only been a year, perhaps it's not too late to return and try to start again where you left off. But if this is just your muse writing, then you have issued a warning to yourself and others to beware of thinking the grass is any greener in a far off city than it is in your own quite hamlet. Keep writing, you've got so much to say in your own wonderful style!

Posted 11 Years Ago


We all have regrets (even though some people say they don't). Sometimes we can rectify our mistakes, other times we cannot and we just have to live with them and learn. A nicely expressed poetic piece, and one with which many readers will be able to identify, I would think. ~ Robert.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow, it is so sorrow filled it broke my heart to read it. Great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Well Eddie, this sort of dream/pain of humanity, its us all, some can handle it and your doing it with expression. I know this comes from a personal muse. Been there, done that, it gets better.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I wrote and rewrote reviews for this, but to be honest, this is MY FAVORITE piece I've encountered ever since Selene backed off the site. This is on the same court as Coyote Poetry, Poppy, and other MASTERS of poetry I have met. It reminds me of a more complex Amistade...a Modern Cattalus...a surreal encounter. It doesn't trick you, the metaphors are just so complex it makes you stop and think. Each line could be taken out and still individually they would form a concrete point or observation. You sir, are a poetic badass. I hail from the line of O'Dalaigh, the greatest poets in all of Ireland, and I am enveuos of this masterpiece. I am a stickler for giving 100s...so congrats on my 4th 100 rating. You could easily write a 50-100 page compilation that would sell like cake. I love it thank you so much I cannot praise you enough.

-Zackery a. Daley

Posted 11 Years Ago


I wrote and rewrote reviews for this, but to be honest, this is MY FAVORITE piece I've encountered ever since Selene backed off the site. This is on the same court as Coyote Poetry, Poppy, and other MASTERS of poetry I have met. It reminds me of a more complex Amistade...a Modern Cattalus...a surreal encounter. It doesn't trick you, the metaphors are just so complex it makes you stop and think. Each line could be taken out and still individually they would form a concrete point or observation. You sir, are a poetic badass. I hail from the line of O'Dalaigh, the greatest poets in all of Ireland, and I am enveuos of this masterpiece. I am a stickler for giving 100s...so congrats on my 4th 100 rating. You could easily write a 50-100 page compilation that would sell like cake. I love it thank you so much I cannot praise you enough.

-Zackery a. Daley

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Pax
This is what I call: regrets holds us down into a lonesome path... we stop waking up to the hard reality of moving on, perhaps the first step of that is the hardest but onces acceptance is at heart, moving on is just a step away... shelving the days that long past into daydream memories and waking up to the beautiful dawn of new day...

you've expressed the feelings really good my friend...
keep it up!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Eddie Phillips

Denver, CO



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Writer, Scholar, Martial Artist, Poet, etc. I write everything. Whatever is on my heart comes through my pen. I do not limit myself to only write what I think. I write what I feel. I write a lot .. more..

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