A Dreamy Afternoon?

The ending has been slightly changed recently.

She felt a summer breeze

brush against her hair

in the gazebo.

She loved the purple and red

flowers surrounding its edge.

Dandelion embers

fell gently through the air.

But she heard him

walk in.

She wondered if

he’d stopped at the bar

before coming home.

She wondered what he’d

start a fight over

this time.

She wondered where he’d

slap her next and if tonight

she’d get any sleep

or lie there crying.

The gently falling

dandelions outside

revealed themselves as snow

falling on the air conditioner.

Sometimes,

when fantasy is broken,

cold reality is cruel.

Reviews

[Kady R.]

Dreaming while being in a relationship is one of the hardest habits a person could break but once broken the reality can be much more enjoyable even refreshing. In this case the poem shows reality as a nightmare which is quite the twist. Wonderful poem!!

[Relic]

Thanks very much for your comment, Kady. :)

[Thomas W Case]

Very relatable. Great work.

[Relic]

Thank you, Thomas.

[Lorry]

Sometimes it is the only safe place to be, in a fantasy that makes a mockery of their reality, from the person that claims to love them.
Your words really make me hope that karma exists, because for one of them there will be eternal payback and for the other she might finally get the reality of what her fantasy once was.

[Relic]

There are many like her, Lorry. For some reason they choose the worst guys. Thanks for the comment.

[Amy R]

Really like all the imagery used in this poem, made it flow nicely even though it explores how moments of tranquility and beauty can be overshadowed by personal struggles and emotional turmoil.
-Amy

[Relic]

Well said, Amy. Thanks for the read and comment. :)

[Amy R]

You're welcome 😊

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

being abused physically or emotionally is something I can't even imagine.

[Relic]

Nor can I, Cowboy. Thanks for reading.

[andrew mitchell]

A nice write Tim. Subtle Monet shades and how rude is reality when it bites.

[Relic]

Thank you, andrew.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

What a lovely scene you paint with your words. I studied Kinkade in art appreciation in not a very favorable light, though, I might add. It mainly dealt with his marketing strategies and mass production of scenic creations. But your poem is a unique creation of art in and of itself. I enjoyed.

[Relic]

I appreciate your comment, Fabian. Thank you.

[Cherrie]

Many a time I've been deep into a story or project to find hungry children waiting to be feed.
I live this poem. I believe a poet came up with the idea of fruit and cheese tray fast and easy.

[Relic]

Hmm? Thanks Cherrie.

[Kim S.]

Love the imagery, this is a wonderful write

[Relic]

Thank you, Becks. :)

[Aura]

Reality always have to interrupt our fantasies... don't they?! I enjoyed this Dreamy piece you've written of a beautiful, enchanting garden. The woman feels at peace with herself but sadly it's all interrupted by the snow fall. How rude! I love, love, love the art ou accompanied with the powm, it's so colourful and pretty!! A real paradise! Thank you for sharing, Relic I enjoyed reading!

[Relic]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Aura. Thank you. :)

[Aura]

My pleasure!