In darkness lovers meet.
In the light they’re more discreet.
In their dreams fantasy need not be.
In love, fantastic is you and me.
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reality
Be Free We See
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Free is what we all want to be.
A future’s what we want to see.
Imagination’s what we want it to be.
Dreams are what we choose to see.
Reality is what happens to be.
We are what is our reality.
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Beginning Real Ends
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Real is what fantasy was.
Past the future the present because.
Time’s random and watched seen.
Seasoned hands severed clean.
Eyes open to days new.
Lips count more than two.
Noses first as sayings go.
Minds think heads show.
And poems end just because.
Fantasy is when real was.
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Duplicity
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I don’t like writing sad poetry.
It’s not a place I choose to see.
In my world of goodness, all are free,
where faces of children are full of glee.
Hope and happiness is how it should be.
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Yet pencils ever dull in reality,
so I hone my points, turn’s the key.
Returning I do to the safety of fantasy.
I think that’s best, don’t you agree?
Or is everything escape in poetry?
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Non-Objective
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Is fiction abstract
fantasy or objective
non-reality?
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