Island of Fantasy
Island of Fantasy
She sits
an island of fantasy
amid the breakage of the past
adrift in altered visions
wishfully meandering
manic melancholy
Windblown debris masquerades
as fluttering birds
church towers howl
mimics distant train whistle
scrape of swinging metal gate
becomes gleeful shriek of children
scuffling footfalls in the shadows
a lover's coming home
Cool touch of evening rain
cold end to fantasy
she rises
leaves her island
shuffles over broken time
to sit on the edge
of reality.
6/10/2016
submitted to – Island of Fantasy – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Nayda Ivette Negron
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2016
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