“fantasy”
he was the boy
who stole my breath away
my ultimate dream
to sweep me off my feet
love me eternally
be all that I ever need
and we would find our way
back into each other’s arms
but it was just a fantasy
created by a naïve girl
who thought she knew it all
until the day she saw him fall
off pedestals ten feet tall
but no one’s perfect after all
and with wiser eyes I see
he was never meant for me
- Written in response to dVerse Poetics prompt- Fantasia poem
It's always a relief to see with wiser eyes...the flipside. Well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Hannah
DeleteIt's always a relief to see with wiser eyes...the flipside. Well written.
ReplyDeleteEverything becomes clearer in hindsight doesn't it ~ There are some things that are not meant to stay with us, but all are lessons learned ~
ReplyDeleteSigh.. of innocent and naive fantasies.. we all have them at some point don't we? Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteCan I get no witnesses to the trampling of my innocence ... nah ... what fun would that be ... others must see our ways through to where we are worn with ourselves a thin lace paper poem ... as a lover of rhyme this resonates like an ear worm song ... for me, processing the ending of a two decade plus marriage, this piece says for me, it is okay and necessary to breathe ... and to always say, thank you ...
ReplyDeleteLoved all the rhymes in the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteGreat observations/piece
ReplyDeleteZQ
wiser eyes..much needed for all!!
ReplyDeleteOnly afterwards you will know if was a fantasy or not...
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone :)
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite section:
ReplyDelete"it was just a fantasy
created by a naïve girl
who thought she knew it all
until the day she saw him fall
off pedestals"
It's easier for a man *not* to fall if we don't put him on a pedestal in the first place. Also, I have noticed that I am far more compassionate and understanding toward friends, even male friends, than my husband, who of course is supposed to be perfect. ;)
Ah -- I was the guest host for the Fantasia/fantasy prompt here. So glad you posted for Thursday! (apologies -- just getting to my Thursday reading over my Friday morning coffee!). You've got a good take on the word here. And yep -- sometimes we put folks on a ten foot pedestal, which in and of itself is out of reach -- for anyone.
ReplyDeleteAnd hopefully we learn.......
Well done!
I suspect we all have one of those fantasy stories to share.
ReplyDeleteWell told, Arcadia. Quite relatable, as most of us have had similar realizations!
ReplyDeleteYou've captured first love so well. Some things just aren't meant to last.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone
ReplyDeleteIt's good to see the pedestal fall, reality is better. Your poem was well written and reminiscent
ReplyDeleteThank you
DeleteI like the contrast in the two stanzas- brings the point of finally seeing things clearly as a complete and satisfying ending.
ReplyDeleteWell written! Looking back and seeing the reality in the fantasy. You wrote these two contrasting stanzas so richly.
ReplyDeleteWell written! Looking back and seeing the reality in the fantasy. You wrote these two contrasting stanzas so richly.
ReplyDeleteGood job!
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