Three Small Fancies Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Three Small Fancies



1.

When you said it was dawn,
I did not believe you.
I clung to the night.


2.

One can give perceptive credence
To truth dressed up as lovely fiction.

3.

I look at you
And my eyes have grown fingers;
I touch you
And my fingers have grown eyes.
I am Argus with myriad eyes.

Thursday, September 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I like the brevity and fleet imaging of Haikus, but do not think
we should keep to the same syllable count in English.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 18 September 2014

All the three fancies are beautiful. I particularly enjoyed the second one!

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