Andrea Dietrich Poet Kyrielle

Dreams of Flying - Flown Away

Into the air I used to lift,
and with the clouds or stars I’d drift. . . 
another place, another day. 
My flying dreams have flown away.

No longer do I sail to sky
at night when in my bed I lie.
My feet, once wings, have turned to clay
and dreams of flying flown away.

Now sweet night visions in my head
grow fewer.  More I dream instead
I’m lost or late.  To my dismay,
the flying dreams have flown away.

Oh, where has gone nocturnal bliss,
and how have plans gone so amiss
that now I find my world turned gray
and dreams of flying flown away?

I long to run, leave ground and then
glide up. .  . Why can’t I soar again?
I’m tied to earth and brought to bay
now flying dreams have flown away.

And  fleeting time has also flown,
so now I only can bemoan
a fantasy I can’t replay 
in dreams of flying. . . flown away.

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Susan Ashley August 10, 2025 at 9:27 AM Dear Andrea, it's a pleasure to return and reread your amazing poem. I too, miss my dreams of flying and I feel your dismay and bemoan the loss of dreamland freedom flights right along with you. Congratulations for your success in Mark's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Valsa George August 9, 2025 at 9:12 PM This is my experience and feelings too. With age setting in, and body becoming weak, this may be a lament rising from everyone. Sad, our feathers have wilted away. Congratulations on your win in the Marathon race.

Sam Kauffman August 7, 2025 at 11:31 AM Andrea, this poem soars with the joy of childhood in realms of fantasy then reminds us that we have grown past that time in our lives but we can still remember. Congratulations on your win. Warm summer blessings to you!

Mark Toney August 6, 2025 at 6:23 PM Andrea, congratulations on your top 10 win on Mile 3 of my 2025 Poetry Marathon Contest. Your kyrielle reminds us that as we age we mourn the decline of our childhood imagination. Keep your running shoes on, because Mile 4 has already started. Mark Toney August 7, 2025 at 9:15 AM I keep a running tally of the poetry forms for the Poetry Marathon. The majority of the submissions are free verse and rhyme, but I love to add additional forms when possible, as it adds to the variety. Andrea Dietrich August 7, 2025 at 8:39 AM I appreciate this so much. I feel like free verse is more to your liking, so it means a lot to me that I can still get a win with something like a kyrielle.

Susan Ashley August 11, 2017 at 9:18 PM Hi Andrea, I love this poetry form Kyrielle and I love your poem. So eloquent and beautifully worded. I too, miss my dreams of flying, but when I have one (rarely now) I cherish the memory of my flight. Maybe, my feet will have wings tonight... Congratulations on your win :)

Robert Lindley August 11, 2017 at 2:50 PM Congratulations on your win my friend. I knew this jewel would place very well.

John Hamilton August 11, 2017 at 10:50 AM Very lyrical poem Andrea congrats on another winning poem!

Sunita U.D Palawon August 11, 2017 at 5:49 AM A beautiful kyrielle and wise choice of words and a well deserved win. I enjoyed it Andrea. :) Hugs Sunita

Gregory Richard Barden August 11, 2017 at 3:59 AM I adore this, Andrea, and so relate ... I always had flying dreams as a child and in my youth, and the older I get, the fewer I have ... it's sad, really, cuz I loved them! Wonderful write - congratulations on FOURTH PLACE!! :-) <3

Phyllis Babcock March 29, 2014 at 10:53 AM Nice flow to this poem Andrea. Seems dreams of flying are common. I have never flown in my dreams except in an airplane. Funny that if it is so common that I have never done it.lol love phyl

Sheri Fresonke Harper March 14, 2014 at 6:28 PM I love the rhythm and longing in this poem, very dreamy, Andrea!

John Lawless February 5, 2014 at 10:00 AM I like this. flows easily and smoothly, reflects nicely on how dreams fade and youth's wings fly away

David Williams February 3, 2014 at 4:40 PM Andrea it flows very well...David

Harry Horsman February 2, 2014 at 7:01 AM so wonderful to be taken away with the flow of this beautiful rendering

Michael Dom February 2, 2014 at 6:14 AM so this is a kyrielle. well it sure does fly my dreams away. :-) late flight congratulations from moi.

Daver Austin January 31, 2014 at 10:13 AM I'm so sorry. Better times are coming though - a bluebird on the wing. LOve, daver

Monterey Sirak January 31, 2014 at 7:08 AM I know the feeling that your dreams have sprouted wings and flown off without you. But other dreams come, sometimes softly riding a leaf in the breeze. You can't be tethered to the ground. Your poetry will always lift you and us.

Isaiah Zerbst January 29, 2014 at 11:41 PM A little sad, but very thoughtful. Perfect form for this verse, I think, and beautifully written too. I can't help but laugh at your polar bear poem since I have been in the same boat. I must say your duck poem was very natural; that is one of the things I look for.

Nette Onclaud January 29, 2014 at 5:03 PM into a world of imaginings, you fly high, andie.. sweet congrats!.. huggs

Joseph May January 29, 2014 at 9:11 AM Congrats on a fine win Andrea

Richard Lamoureux January 29, 2014 at 8:36 AM So good to see this one on the winners list, congratulations.

Vicky Tsiluma January 29, 2014 at 2:17 AM Beautiful poem Andrea! Takes us back to our childhood dreams where everything was possible and flying was not unusual. I guess as we grow older we loose that which made opened our minds to possibilities - we become grounded in reality and forsake our dreams. Very well written!

Jerry Bolton January 28, 2014 at 8:52 AM Time is a non-forgiving entity, my friend. Where once we soared impulsively, we are now grounded, our wings clipped.

Robert Pettit January 28, 2014 at 2:18 AM Glad to see one of these types of poems presented again. As usual, nicely written.

Suzanne Delaney January 27, 2014 at 11:49 PM Wonderful and a reality that comes more and more as we grow older. Loved reading your flowing words.....the dreams almost lifted again as I read. SuZ

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