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Lady-Yume
KJ ❤
Artist | Literature
lady-yume. the dreaming lady. kimberly. kim. kj. twenty-nine. blue-eyed. dark-blonde.
a professional day-dreamer who writes in spare minutes and stolen moments, often carrying words around within my pockets for later use.

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current founder over at the Glory-Be-Project - expressing ourselves by writing one day at a time.
do you have any questions about the project? i'm always a note away to answer any of your queries :heart:

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writer of the feature series the dreaming corner, highlighting pieces of literature that have touched and inspired me ❤
★ vol. 01 - ★ vol. 02 - ★ vol. 03 - ★ vol. 04 - ★ vol. 05



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thankful to all you wonderful people who read my works;
all the +watches, comments and +fav's are seen - though the last one may go unanswered, they are most certainly not unnoticed (:

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my daily deviations:
:bulletgreen: counting stars {featured in the daily deviations of october 2nd, '13 ~ chosen by DorianHarper}
:bulletgreen: heart sold. {featured in the daily deviations of july, 8th, '14 ~ suggested by chromeantennae, featured by inknalcohol}

my daily literary deviations:
:bulletgreen: fickle flames and dreamy rooms {featured in the daily lit deviations of december 9th '13 ~ suggested by toxic--sunrise, featured by betwixtthepages}
:bulletgreen: siren song {featured in the daily lit deviations of October 11th '13 ~ suggested by toxic--sunrise, featured by DrippingWords}
:bulletgreen: dancing on the fire escape {featured in the daily lit deviations of September 6th '13 ~ suggested by chromeantennae, featured by LadyofGaerdon}
:bulletgreen: shipwrecked and lost {featured in the daily lit deviations of June 6th '13~ suggested by imaginative-lioness}, featured by DrippingWords
:bulletgreen: letters to a memory {originally featured in the daily lit deviations of October 12th, '11 on my previous account ~ chosen by SilverInkblot}

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contest winners and honourable mentions:
:bulletgreen: the best of you {first prize winner in Live-Love-Write's the best of you contest}
:bulletgreen: summer greens {first prize winner in the-haiku-club's summer scents contest}
:bulletgreen: sunlit summer {honourable mention in MacroPoetry's seasons contest}
:bulletgreen: morning glory (day 6) {honourable mention in the-haiku-club's haikuwrimo}
:bulletgreen: hanabi {second prize winner in the-haiku-club's Soma Nomaoi Festival contest}

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interviews :rose:
:bulletgreen: LadyLincoln's ladies of lit - volume xlv
{Whenever I think of Kimberly’s work, I think of a sort of fragile beauty that stays with me and continues to haunt my thoughts after each individual reading. There is something simply magical about her poetry. And, it stays tucked away within the confines of my heart, where radiant, vibrant imagery shall always shine.}


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beautiful compliments :heart:
:bulletgreen: chromeantennae:
"Lady Dream(s), the Dreaming Lady. You, KJ, create poetry I can only envision in my dreams. You're such an inspiration and beyond kind, you're just that epic. I love you and please, please, please, don't ever stop writing."

:bulletgreen: shehrozeameen:
"Lady-Yume if there was a means to save raindrops just before they fell, it would be my pleasure to present them to you. You're wonderful - you're like a clear blue sky that's radiant and never has a single blemish on it. Its always a good day when you're around. And its always been something I'm proud of - reading your works, as well as being your friend."

:bulletgreen: lombregrise:
"Lady-Yume is a lovely poetess, and I'm glad to read her. Delicate, true, sensitive."

:bulletgreen: LadyLincoln:
"Kimberly’s beautifully woven “dreamy” poetry reflects from her heart and through her gorgeous deviant identity, amongst the community. Her writing is sensitive and thoughtful, and she has a creative ability to pull her readers into a world with vibrant imagery – she helps us count the stars, travel through the valley of the butterflies, and discover our euphoria."

:bulletgreen: TheBakerandWriter:
"You just have a delicate way with words and it comes out to be something otherworldly."

:bulletgreen: A-Shadow-Rose:
"Lady-Yume. She is wow. She is wow times infinity. I can't even describe how beautiful her work is. Every time I read something, it makes me feel all warm because it's just so... wow."

:bulletgreen: crooked-clockwork:
"You are truly a daily inspiration to me and are one of my absolute favorite poets. You have such a beautiful and raw soul and it comes out in the poetry that you so graciously share with the dA community. Regardless of how many times I reread your poems, many have brought fond feelings and even tears welling up inside of me again and again."

:bulletgreen: LuminescentTeardrops:
"I truly adore your writing! It's so inspirational that you've definitely become one of my role models when it comes to poets."

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my poetry blog - goodreads - pinterest - twitter
Interests

Lullaby LoverSweet lullaby lover,
you've sung me to sleep.
Your eyes are an ocean,
and I've dived so very deep.
I whisper I love you,
and you try not to beam.
Sweet lullaby lover,
this must be a dream.
LullThe warm bliss of skin
The red drum
and the soft bless
of breath
lulls me to sleep
it used to be mineit's 4:21 am
and i seriously regret
taking that nap at 10 pm tonight.
and i regret
falling asleep on the couch
at 9:17 pm too.
but before i delve too much
into the little mistakes
and way ahead of the big ones,
i wanna talk about the world.
or, well, not
the world.
but your world.
who you are
will not be disclosed
because i open up enough,
and i just want to be
the pages in your folder
so that when you do admit
all you need is a pen with ink.
i will swallow it all down for you.
i will get drunk off of you
as the eyeliner
of your soul's window
trickle down 
into my waiting mouth.
give it time, give it time,
give it time and gravity
will exist heavier
than it ever has
and your grey eyes
make blue, make green,
and the sky
is a changeling.
they'll rain
and you become grey.
then your porcelain
teeth will be the clouds
when the canvas is blue
and your tongue
will produce dew
when the sky
picks up jade hues.
grow and envelope me;
i just want to be the pages
you scribble on.
and i've neve
take my breath awayyour calloused fingers
wrap around the delicate frame
of my paper maché lungs
and you squeeze
until my breathes
b u r s t
from my withering lips
like firecrackers
in mid-july.
explosive fits of
flailing limbs come
to a stuttering halt as
your wiry grip inches further
up my trachea--
you couldn’t just stop
at my cresting clavicles and
pull poetry out of their
porcelain exterior,
no you wanted
to see me gasping,
clawing at my throat and
hissing at the icy palms of winter
that trap me as my ribs
catch fire and the last traces
of precious
air trickle from my
weary mouth;
you stole the
only thing I had left
to take.

for the girl teaching herself how to flythe first thing you need
to know about people is this:
your heart is full of open windows
without latches, and rose walls
covered in t h o r n s-
for only tiny pin-pricks go unnoticed
until waves wash over you
but a mermaid has no tears
and therefore suffers so much more
for fun is few and far between
moments of forced silence and quiet words:
speak:
let no one bring you flowers
but those you can watch bloom-
and don't stop until someone says
that girl is a goddamn p r o b l e m
for wolves and girls both have sharp teeth
and know how to use them to their advantage.
beloved/be loveddo not let someone else be your sun
or moon
fill your universe up with stars and
clouds and planets and
asteroid belts
let others be within your
favorite constellation
let them shine their brightest
gleam for all that they are
and all that they can be
notice their twinkle
notice them
if they dim down and
explode in a supernova
do not let them be a black hole
do not let other people's
darkness consume you
be your own sun
and moon
because the first thing you see every morning
is your own skin
and you deserve to be the center of your own universe.
1:02 ami am falling asleep in the white waves:
my heart is gulping for its own air in a drowned, drowning (dreaming) body
why aren't my eyelids working?  i see when i no longer
want to see
for now, have a cup of teasoulfire searing in secret five kilometres
under a pile of old
cardigans and photographs. high collar promised:
once i've found it i'll bare it to you.
 ( s e n s a t i o n a l l y
   meet the writer
   says the old fairground sign )
i'm held together by florist's wire
but only a little milk, only a little
worth a teaspoon's tip of honey. like early
may when the windows all open
(we braved april we bared our feet we
can have the night)
to invite shivers; i don't shiver, just feel them
run along my feet on the archs (like bridges
i should have burned)
and empty me out.
sleep will come later maybe
with the first fingers of dawn and i still
search for my soul where i last put my socks
while i hold onto a whisper
stream dancing over my lips of 'once
i've found it i'll bare it
to you'.


Koi Moon (Twitbit 3)silver koi
chases fireflies
across the night's tides
EllipticalI'm starting to like the way he smiles
far more than I ought;
monosyllabic words,
              us, you, yes and why
              set the galaxies in my chest spinning again,
                        and I am afraid of this inertia,
                        afraid of this gravitational pull
                                          because gravity
                                          has only ever brought me down.
I cannot tell if he is dark matter or rays of radiation,
but he hits me with all the force of a meteorite,
creating pock marks on my moonrock heart,
Dragonboat Race Renga 11-3: Frecklesそばかす
星のような
美しいです
sobakasu
hoshi no yōna
utsukushīdesu
your freckles
numerous as the stars
beautiful
I bet she smells of laurel and pineI've made a career of
standing on the back porch -
calling your name into
the wide-open ears of
maple leaves.
You step from the house
to beckon me inside
but I swear a piece of you
is missing; escaped
into wilder arms years ago.

Precipitating StormsIt rains so much that you can't tell
whether it's raining,
or whether I'm crying.
Water falls, it's all the same.
For all you know,
I might always be in tears,
always proving that I can't cope,
but even then you wouldn't care
because it's just rain.
It snows enough that you can't tell
whether it's unusually cold
or whether I'm always frigid.
Frost forms on the ground,
every breath
is a breeze that chills,
so what difference does it make?
You're cold either way.
Lightning strikes often enough
that you can't tell
whether I'm angry
or whether it's just expected damage.
A bolt that can shock
in or out of awareness,
but it stings like nettles
whatever causes it.
So why bother to wonder
whether it's weather or climate?
Whatever happens,
it affects you the same way
every time.
-exhale-stars and sea
so close together
one falling
fireflysoft
gentle
whisper-touch
the campfire murmur
of the firefly
perched on my collar
glowing in beauty
temporal, innocent, finite beauty
that whispers
do you know
asks the firefly
no, I do not
I reply
and we sit there
and he flits through the velvet black
the jeweler's cloth of a July night
we listen to the breeze mingle
with the white pines
the maples are laughing
the sound of their leaves is a purity
that man cannot attain to
gentle the moon barely glides
as the embers pop and crack
sparks rise into the cool air
free-agent ripcords of fire
the fireflies watch them go
jettisoned into the cosmos
the firefly and I
wait
I watch them drift in the aether
while the fire glows a sleepy red
all hands retiring now
lulled into an easy sleep
as the trees laugh in their effervescent way
so clean, so strong
the firefly is the last thing I see
as we disappear into dreams
Violet-heartIndigo bruises flourish on my wrists,
maps charting a course of life
almost ended; nimble fingers
push aside rivers of memory,
dig deep and hit
bone.



The Dreaming Corner is a feature series highlighting pieces of literature
that have touched and inspired me, making me want to share it with others
in this wonderful community I'm proud to call my own little hub.

Please, give these writers a minute of your time, and enjoy :heart:

With love,
Lady-Yume

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previous volumes:
★ vol. 01 - ★ vol. 02 - ★ vol. 03 - vol. 04

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BloodshotInk Featured By Owner 4 days ago
Thanks for the faves love :love:
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shep4life Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks so much for the favs kind one!
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cristinewakesuphappy Featured By Owner Aug 18, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
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thank you sweet Lady-Yume for reading I Was There. and deciding to include it in your favourites. i appreciate it so much.
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jade-pandora Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2015
Belated wishes to you, Kim!...
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With love, Jadey 
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Namco-NintendoFan-88 Featured By Owner Edited Aug 16, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
HAPPY 29th BIRTHDAY, Kimberly Jolanda, a.k.a. "Lady-Yume," dear artist 'n literaturist gal! :hug:
Only one more year left to turn the big 3-0! :happycry:
Singing Singing Singing Singing Dance! Dance! Boogie! Boogie! Party Airborne

Good luck, and I hope you'll have a great birthday today!
Also wishing you keep up the good work on all awesome literature work; I love 'em! ;) (Wink) Heart
Thumbs Up Pringles Have your cake and eat it too Yummy pie!

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Nelson C. [my real name],
"N.N.F.88"
7:35 P.M.
Los Angeles, CA ;) (Wink)

Since I wouldn't have been able to do some birthday muro drawings, I got two extra drawing copies, so...
SURPRISE;
Believe it or not, two birthday muro drawing copies I made, of chibi Haruhi Suzumiya and Mikuru Asahina wishing you one, so, wishes 'n' luck!
Click on them:
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SolidMars Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
happy birthday!
hope you had a wonderful day :heart: :party: :cake:
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LadyLincoln Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday, lovely girl. :heart:
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Venom-V13 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015
Happy Birthday!! Fun cake 
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BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015
happy birthdayyyyyy <3 <3 <3 :blowkiss:
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TheEmptyChest Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015
Happy birthday, darlin'! Hope you've been having a great one! PARTY HARD 
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