Tag: Fantasy

Idle Dreams

My idle dreams can help me merge my various forms 

and recreate visions of the future,

 or just allow me a space to be the me I would like to be, 

The child , the femme fatal, the carer,the cook,all part of me,

My fantasies can take me away from the angst of a dreadful day,

Or maybe I can just escape in a little space in time

merge all my selves, have time sublime,

Act a scene with Cary Grant, private jet to the South of France,

Find treasure in a search, ride my magic carpet, dance and prance

Who knows what my idle dreams will be

Daydreaming happy dreams can’t you see?

Fantasy

Sharing  our intimate fantasies

We need trust,to stop tragedies 

 Unlocking our ideas exciting immense

Exploring wildness  feelings intense

So many situations we could try out

Sharing ideas, time and about 

Making the pictures held in our heads

Come alive and become real instead

Partners in pleasure trying our dreams

Rising so high within the jet stream

Ideas so sensual,so carefree, so freeing

Maintaining excitement and a relationship  intriguing

The key of the gods

Far back in time, a kingdom flourished,

Its ruler fair and benign, he sat upon 

a gilded throne, his acumen divine,

Until the day he sent his knights, on an

 inadvertent crime,where they stole the key

 to the vault of the Gods, on a raid for  special wine.
Far back in time, a kingdom flourished,

Its ruler fair and benign, he sat upon 

a gilded throne, his acumen divine,

Until the time of the wrath of the gods, 

when chaos ruled  all time, the key to the vault

went missing, a regular paradigm.
Far back in time, a kingdom flourished,

Its ruler fair and benign, he sat upon 

a gilded throne, his acumen divine,

He sent his subjects searching in deserts,

Far and wide, the key is buried in the dirt,

The king  is  totally frantic he even built a shrine.
Far back in time, a kingdom flourished,

Its ruler fair and benign, he sat upon 

a gilded throne, his acumen divine,

Until the day of the catastrophic event,

That wiped his kingdom out, and spread destruction

From the Gods, the volcano was a sign.
Far back in time, a kingdom flourished,

Its ruler fair and benign, he sat upon 

a gilded throne, his acumen divine,

Now archeologists explore the land, 

Thy search for treasure all,  one digs in the dirt

and brings out a key,  hear the king repine.


The poem was written in response to the above photo prompt

Diverting my love

I got carried away by our interaction,

Thought it was a source of mutual attraction,

I got carried away by your seeming caring,

Those whispered words and the texts endearing,

I imagined ,we shared something special at times,

I am sure we did, fleetingly, or maybe I am blind,

I knew you had  others,

Then there were your brothers,

Our time together, seemed  intense,

In this universe, it felt immense,

I realised, I had been carried away,

The day you forgot my words, of yesterday,

As one of the crowd, I am just a fleeting fling,

It won’t be me, when cupid, releases the arrow from the sling,

It pains me to release these silken chords,

But our relationship, will never win any awards,

I got carried away and am getting hurt,

I am setting us free, my love to divert.

I am on fire…adult content

I am on fire
Filled with desire
My world contracted
My body reacted
I sit in the gloom
In a bar type room
Drinking a brandy
Ever so randy
I am not alone
As I sit with my phone
My cyber lover is there
With pictures so rare
His words weave a story
Ever so stormy
We share fantasies
Outside moralities
It makes us smile
Our senses to beguile
We can share anywhere
If a signal is there
What to do next
Thats a question to vex…
I am on fire
Filled with desire…

She lives in two worlds

​She lives in two worlds, that is the norm

Mind numbing reality and riding the storm

Being a drab, totally unappreciated, to sex goddess worshiped 

The total high priestess
Life in the real world versus living on line

Broken down living to feeling sublime

Harried and criticised most of the time, then validated complimented 

A pampered princess
Wanting real life to measure the dream

She hopes that white knight will make her his queen

Falling hard for a fantasy,  can she keep this as release

 Or is it destined to become a ravening beast
Can she choose, is she in control

Is fantasy too seductive the real world too cold

What does she need to do, to achieve happiness

Maybe value herself, be her own success.

I want to reach and touch your hand

​I want to reach and touch your hand

In my mind, I almost can, in this world, fantasyland

You fill my soul with song and light

Add a dimension that meshes just right

We share some parts, of our lives

Though a full account will never arrive

I read your words and scour the lines

For meanings that are left behind

 

But you are oh so far away

Just a dream at the end of the day

This sharing brings some emotional pain

But equally an amount of gain

I accept the limitations of this world

It adds dimension sails unfurled

I close my eyes and all I see

Is a fantasy fading away from me.

Floating


Floating on fantasy, with my head in the clouds

Drifting, detached,  drowning aroused

Cumulus clouds, capture and create

Shapes of desire, in the stratosphere communicate

Images burning bright within

Drawing ever closer to touch warm skin

Dreamscape running the dialogue primed

Holding the images close in my mind

Floating on fantasy, with my head in the clouds

Sleeping deeply, dreams within.