Magic Kingdom

‘If memories were put up in hotel rooms, and you would take the bed I said I'd come and stay with you‘- Alex Lahey

11/13/2021 9:14 PM

Small, then broad, then soft
White light in in the loft
Stockings full of scrunchies
And nights full of memories
In the purple you promised to never let go of me
This all began because of magic

There’s mounds of mountains
Light pink robes and pianos
Sunday’s forgotten
God, I’m growing old
But really I’m not
Yet the idea’s sold

That underbite got into my heart
There’s paint all over the midnight carpet and stars

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

What a magical kingdom, with scrunches and memories and mounds of mountains; a romantic and Mystic ride;
Some lost love as well, because someone left you; could this be a dream? Or just real regrets?
A souls has be injured….so much to think about in this creative poem; love your words…
Best
B.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much! I appreciate your kind review endlessly and your kindness so much. (:

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome 😊

[M. J. Smith]

Life seems made of memories and regrets, doesn't it? And yet... I can't forget the beauty. Niether it appear can you! Wonderful images.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much! I appreciate the kind review endlessly.

[M. J. Smith]

Hey! Wonderful poetry deserves wonderful reviews. My pleasure.

[Patricia]

I like this, well done imagery and vibe

[lightsong]

Gorgeous my friend! as your photo is gorgeous too. "Magic Kingdom" is exactly what your words painted with magic, tender, yearning and passionate ink. this could be about loving someone, this could be about loving oneself, this could be about loving God, loving everything... just melting in the beauty around You and let it takes You and your words to whatever place. Superior piece my dear~

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so, so much! I’m so happy you enjoyed it and I truly loved how you understood it all so well. Thank you for the review. (:

[lightsong]

You're welcome my dear` :>

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am growing old, so I can appreciate this poem immensely.
Many Sundays are forgotten, and the paint that is on my midnight carpet...it's a bad color...
and no longer purple.
j.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Haha, thank you so much! I appreciate the review endlessly.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Lovely descriptions in this piece, I was wondering if we were at Disney Land here. Growing old is all we can do if we go on living. Growing up, however, is optional. Great write. F.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much. Yes, Disneyland was the inspiration, thank you so much for the kind review. (: