Seeing Fantasy in Reality

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    Seeing Fantasy in Reality

     As a bird

    Flies across the sky

    I see a dragon

    I watch it fly

    I see its reflection

    In the stream

    Of trickling water

    A wonderful dream

     

    As a horse

    Shows the tricks it knows

    I see a centaur

    With his arrow and bow

    He runs and he leaps

    Over the forest ground

    But yet I hear nothing of hooves

    Not a sound

     

     

    As a frog

    Sings by the pool

    I see a nymph

    Her skin like a jewel

    Her voice is an angel’s

    And her beauty unique

    As I try to talk

    I find I cannot speak

     

    As a fish

    Swims on its way

    I see a mermaid

    As her tail sways

    She brushes her hair

    With a comb made of shells

    She has coral in her hair

    And watery secrets she tells

     

    As a butterflies

    Flutter around

    I hear the fairies laugh

    As they fly over the ground

    They are pretty in clothes

    Of petals and leaves

    They sing as they fly

    And they make me believe

     

    My mind is seeing

    These creatures and fantasies

    But what would you see

    I you heart believed me

    Would you see dragons or mermaids?

    Maybe a fairy or two

    But it always is depending

    The one who sees is you

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    optimistic commented on Seeing Fantasy in Reality

    07-24-2009

    You really creative I like this piece sounds really deep in put on nature.

    WordSlinger commented on Seeing Fantasy in Reality

    07-24-2009

    ok where did you come from, are you real, ??? lol j/k this is what I call ROYAL, wow, Let me sign up for /to your fan club. This to me is the real deal.

    WordSlinger

    07/24/2009

    I added 2 already to my favs

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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