August 2011 – Illusions

Outlined scars fading
their traces left to wonder
just how much was real

things under the bed
great when I’m cleaning my room
not so good at night

falling into a
vortex of love…spiraling
to tales of passion
~Pat G.

shadows on the wall
move toward sleepless children
in danse macabre

Fame fortune travel
goals desired but once obtained
life still feels empty

desk covered no space
papers shuffled out of sight
all caught up with work

is this the real life
or is it just fantasy?
only bacon knows
continuing her run of blending
Bacon with all other topics,
AND including classic Queen lyrics

You were there in the dark
awaiting an embrace
no, just a shadow

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