Phantasm

Phantasm

Snow boarding down the snow laden

mountain side,

air rushing past

reddening my cheeks

with clouds of snow dust;

dodging tall pines

and the occasional rocks,

then elevating into a double loop

with full twisting smile

as I land and glide 

into your warm embrace,

looking into your eyes.

And I realize suddenly,

I am accompanied by ghosts.

I follow along behind imaginary people,

maybe stark in their colors,

but fantasy’s phantasm

just the same.

And I finally understand

that every word you wrote

and I fell in love with,

never really belonged

or even existed for me,

even though they filled

my life with meaning.

~~~~

Isn’t it ironic

how simple acts,

like snow boarding,

listening to music,

or re-reading every message

you ever sent me,

allows me to see

what is real and not.

~~~~

Still, I must ask,

were you ever real?

Or was it just my desire

to know you,

to look you in the eye honestly

and be able to smile.

It’s a terrible thing

to see you as myth;

to fantasize you more than you are,

cause you are,

as you are,

pretty something.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 5.7.17

Author's Note

....thanks for reaading

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

I had one such person in my life once, I think ... Very wonderful write, and not at all what I expected from the beginning.

[redzone]

thanks KL... this poem started out with a snow board traveling down the hill and I must have hit that tree cause it ended up with me seeing ghosts... a very starnge ride that's for sure.. oh by the way I posted one of those 5/10 challenge poems...

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Really enjoyed reading this. Very creative and well explained. Amazing!

[redzone]

thank you for your kind review...

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're most welcome!

[barleygirl]

This is very interesting & original & relatable. I also get more thought-rushes when I'm doing something that requires more oxygen. Sometimes I see more clearly at such times. You've expressed this very well by showing, as well as telling. I like that your message is realistic & conversational.

[redzone]

Thank you muchly Margie, I appreciate your thoughts on this poem... I do like to have my poems speak, tell a story if you will... I like stories and while not as good as the ones you write, do try and have this in my poems... and I think poetry should be more "word painting" than just using words.. you are communicating in metaphor and images and syllables ; singing to people who read...

anyway, thanks for your great comment and stopping by..

[Matching Socks]

Hi red, as I read this I can't help but think about the people we meet here. There are some I long to know "in real life" but I wonder if the connections we make here, where we are less inhibited and more open and honest, would carry over to real life? I enjoyed this one.

[redzone]

I would hope so... cant really know or care for someone without open and honest i know that is what i would do and want...

Thank you Ana for your kind words and insight..

[Matching Socks]

I agree. It's the foundation of any relationship.
You're welcome.