I am a lover
in dreams
a wife
later on
a mother
an idea
available to
be a girlfriend
good for a
a flirt
when I’m not
being a brick wall
I am of my own creation
You reap just what you sew
I am a fantasy
good for only
brief periods
of a man’s day
outliving the
I live
in the space
before sleeping
in the stolen time
after dinner when
your wife
is cleaning up
I live in your
dusty roads
lined with roses
and sunset light
I am an idea
an adventure
I show up
on mountain-tops
when you’ve fallen
behind the group
and feel
that someone’s
there with you,
that’s me
You think,
I know who
would like this place
You give me that.

10 thoughts on “Fantasy

      1. Oh AGES ago. In a time when people had no dress sense, synth-pop was topping the charts and Thatcher was about to declare war over some insignificant islands in the South Atlantic.

  1. I love the imagery and the short, one word lines. It emphasizes the poem’s idea, even if the reader doesn’t know the whole story behind it. 🙂

    1. Thank you so much. I really appreciate your comment, it means a lot. I will continue writing because of you and people like you, so thank you. Sometimes we ask, is this worth anything at all?

      I think the answer is always yes. No matter how little it matters.

      Again, thanks for taking the time to write.

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