FANTASY’S CHILD

Fantasy’s child.
Does she exist?
We see her in adverts
Or have we just missed
The exact images
Which change every day.
Will fantasy’s child ever go away?
One day she is blonde.
The next she is black.
Fantasy’s child always comes back.
Even when old
She sells us death plans.
Is Fantasy’s child
A creation of mans?

Here in blue jeans
With flowing hair.
Next in outfits we’d all
like to wear.
Her fantasy man is slim;
He has flair.
He is tall, dark
And so debonair.
It seems when we’re
shopping, minds are diminished.
Real people invisible
Till we are finished,
For only the ads.,
And the looking glass rule.
People just love it
It makes us feel cool,

For the moment
Till reality shows
How expensive and fragile
Are these new clothes.
For they wear out
Or spoil with a stain
So off we go shopping
Again and again!
We all need a lift
So the ads do attract
Though trees in the shopping mall
Are sadly lacked.
The bright photographs
Offer fantasy’s child.
As I just passed her
I’ll swear that she smiled!

Actually I hate shopping!

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4 thoughts on “FANTASY’S CHILD

  1. Enjoyed this, Margaret, and no, it never stops. Apart from marketing, I think that unattainable perfection is everywhere. Even in drama, when some sordid, dreary scene is portrayed, to me it mostly has an air of dark glamour to it. That’s why I like fantasy, at least you know where you stand. ๐Ÿ˜„

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    1. I think with fantasy you don’t know where you stand. Your work is so unexpected which is part of its joy. Your invention seems endless, but I agree about unattainable perfection. I’m glad you enjoy my poems. Thank you Steve.

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      1. You’re very welcome, Margaret. Yes, you’re right, in fantasy you might be standing on a cloud. What I should have said is that you know it’s fantasy. Sometimes at least. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

        Thank you. For me, my ideas when I’m writing don’t seem unexpected, they seem normal. I find the world a surprising place.

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      2. You’re right Steve, the world is amazing, but so is the creation of your poetry. Thank you for the art work and for your comments.

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