My Frantasy

A hopeful prologue to a story that, alas, ended badly...For her; I moved on, with a hatful of beautiful memoeries, to a grander life and wife that i could ever have "Frantasized" about!

MY FRANTASY

I met you in a former life,
I dared to woo, perhaps to wife.
Instead, I plunged you into strife
Which thought incised me like a knife!

You faded then into the mist,
You joined a long and growing list
Of opportunities I'd missed
When I knew not for what I wish't.

First days, then decades hastened on,
Wives, and lovers come, and gone.
In an endless, mindless game, a pawn
Was I, until, at last, The Dawn!

She to whom my hopes were pinned
Did from the depths of Time ascend,
And (This, I cannot comprehend!),
Sought to resume what I'd thought to end!

Now before us, our Future stands--
We grasp for it with eager hands,
And speed with gladness to untrod lands
To forge afresh once-sullied bands!

My Fran is she:
My Frantasy!
"The Rest?", ask't he:
"We'll see!", said she.

March 8, 2004

Reviews

[Ellen Hammond]

Awww Mark what a lovely write of reminiscing. Time often makes us forget the reality and turns the better memories into fantasy. Yet, it is the relationships of the past that helped to make us who we are today. But, as decades pass, and we grow in different directions, it is seldom possible, or even desirable, to resurrect past relationships, or to fan the sparks of our fantasies.

Nicely penned, my friend.

[Victoria Harlequin]

My mind has lost itself, so I won't make this long. Great write and very original. Beautiful flow :]

[Suzanne Sherif]

This is a wonderful ode to love won... then lost... the won again! Beautiful!

[Fran Marie]

I'm a frantasy? I thought I were real you see ~j/k seriously your poem is beautiful, Mark,

love the play on the word Fantasy and the rhyming scheme with cadence spot on~

superb pen my friend~Fran

[Rick Puetter]

Dear Mark,

Nice! Simple, straightforward, comprehensible, and touching. I really like and respect this in poetry. Now sometimes I tend to fail a little on the straightforward and comprehensible part, but you seem to never fail here. That makes your poetry so approachable. It makes it touch everyone.

Another fine write, my friend!

Best regards,

Rick

[David Lewis Paget]

Nice one, Mark. It's not often that fate allows us a second chance at happiness, once we muff it the first time. We usually just add it to the list of our regrets - (a list that usually lengthens until it chokes us!) It sounds like you have a live one there...To coin a fishing term, don't throw it back again.
As a PS, I like the rhyme scheme.
David.

[An owl on the moon]

Loved the movement of the lines, the memories, the fun twist on words... Made it such a memorable write!

[Markymark]

Hmmmmm Mark,

Is this a real look back or a fictional poem? Real I think. I think of the country song "God Blessed the broken road that lead me here to you." Fantasy is so much more vivid and grandiose than reality, and since reality is reality, the fluff floats away quickly. Sounds to me as though this lady realized her mistake, and expressed it hopefully. Those expressions are sometimes flattering and even tempting......but the broken road usually leads us home, where our soul is. I like the ending too.

Good write, and heartfelt.

Markymark

[Sheila Kline]

Mark!
This is indeed a most touching look back at a relationship that you had pursued, dreamed of, "frantasized" about with Fran, but it sounds as if in the end, you ended with the better as of that which you have found with your wife!
We know not the outcome of that which we have before as, it portions of it often rests on experience of the past! It is difficult to determine that which shall come for anyone, as we know not what is around the bend in our tomorrows.
Your ending is so "left to determine" that it must have wrenched your heart....but moving on, you have found happiness!
A write of missed opportunity, but with a happy ending!
Sheila