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Fancy, Reverie and Whimsy
In my dreams, my imagination creates flights of fancy, reverie and whimsy, out of this world incredible. Sometimes wonderful but most often nightmarish, the dreamy fairy-tale holds me prisoner, trapped. Often I am lost in a lavish forest green. Searching for an answer to questions of the past, horrible, hateful, heinous monsters are at each curve. The path a winding labyrinth of tangled vines, I rest beside a meandering stream where the sun shines. A black horse with a bell calls my name. Upon his back I leave the forest for meadows free, abloom with flowers rustling in the breeze. We thunder up a hill until we reach the very top, and he unfolds majestic wings and we float. I am drifting now on filigree, white puffy clouds, gently lulled into a sweet dreamy ethereal world. Then I am free falling, down and down and down, screaming for help that never ever comes. And I open my eyes with a gasping breath. _________________________ June 21, 2013 Poetry/Verse/ Fancy, Reverie and Whimsy Copyright Protected, ID 06-487-560-21 All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
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