When I hear the word Fantasy, there are so many images that come to mind. There are fairies, of course, and dragons and knights on white chargers rescuing maidens in distress. But I am also reminded of pretending and dreaming and make believe when I was a child. I think of rabbits that could talk and dolls that could walk and dogs who could dance a jig. There are so many forms of fantasy it is very hard to classify them, so don't expect one kind of poetry in this poetry book. But do enjoy my flights of fancy and my Fantasy Dreams.