Morocco

Close your eyes open the gates 

To the Carnival of mind

Let senses relax and rewind

Enter the motherland

Welcome to the city of Morocco

 

Politics and Religion here you shall not find

Lay on a hammock and have a good time

Escape from all the troubles of the world

Settle in Morocco its heaven on earth

 

Many a mix of elements you shall find

Templar's and Bards from once upon a time

Walking the streets of sand under feet

Chilled beer to beat the scorching heat

 

Locals are always so nice

The feed you food with plenty of spice

Houses built like giant tents

Families friends all living content 

 

Morocco stands house to the peaceful mind

Pain and suffering here you can't find

Enter into an unharmed palace

The will of Morocco's soul can never be tainted

 

Dream amazing dreams my sleeping child

For the world is cruel wicked and wild

Let your worries hang for another day

Surf those waves in the Mediterranean bay

 

We'll someday be in Morocco again

Building castles in the white sand

Fly kites in the sun and run in the rain

Eating shawarmas hoping the day never ends

 

 

Author's Note

A widower father tucks in his son and tells him a bed time poem about the place he and his wife had their honeymoon~.

Reviews

[N!LoC]

oh my lord... beautiful man.. oh my ... oh my... (cant stop gushing ) hihihih

[ms. barrie]

wonderfully written, with fluidity, capturing the enticing imagery of Morocco, accurately. My Father was station there, in the Peace Corps. and my Mom flew over there to be with him in the 60's, and this is basically how they both described their experience. Very
dreamy, serene and mysterious
Anyhow...back to this...
This is one of my favorites I really enjoyed reading from you, Keegan :)

"Dream amazing dreams my sleeping child

For the world is cruel, wicked and wild

Let your worries hang for another day

Surf those waves in the Mediterranean bay



Daddy and you will see mommy again

We'll build Castles in the Moroccan sand

Fly kites in the sun and run in the rain

We'll eat shawarma's over and over again.

--- while the entire poem lends itself to a unique, magical imagery
you wove, those two last stanzas are my favorite in this poem.

great job, pen on :)

[KeeD]

Wow that's wonderful, some day I want to visit Morocco myself :) thank you so much for the kind review :)

[ms. barrie]

Yes, I wouldn't mind visiting the Middle East one day myself. Hell, i want to go everywhere actually, except for here, FL. LOL - you're very welcome, keep your words blazing on with that pen of yours. Thanks for writing this, i enjoy being taken away and this poem, did just that! :)

[KeeD]

:D You make me feel as proud as a pilot all suited up :) thank you ^^

[ms. barrie]

Yes, I admit the title of this poem, captured my attention. Happy flying and you welcome, Keegan :)

[Muse]

Dream amazing dreams my sleeping child

For the world is cruel, wicked and wild

Let your worries hang for another day

Surf those waves in the Mediterranean bay



awe yes...a perfect example of why I missed reading you. Such a great story teller. Your ability to share a vision in time is stunning...

not to mention the subject matter is unique and refreshing like always...you never write cliche...hats off...what more can I say?

[KeeD]

Thank you i've missed you!

[Muse]

likewise..

[Jamie Cook]

Honestly if my father tried to tell me a story as beautiful as that with my eyes closed I would end up rolling around and nyan-ing at it like a dumbass, cause that's what this story poem made me do! This was awesome sauce!!!!! :D The music went along...I was going crazy like where, where the hell is it coming from...*few seconds of search* Whatever it goes nicely with it, *scrolls down after i finish* oh...........pssh i knew that *shifty eyes* Beautiful poem Keegan, I enjoyed rolling around like twinkie like I was a high.

[KeeD]

haha thank you :D I can't wait to have a kid to tell her/him O_O it... stories.. :P i wanna be the dad i never had. < 3

[Jamie Cook]

haha XD you'll be an amazing father :D

[KeeD]

Yeah plan on it :D How's dancing going my ballerina?

[Jamie Cook]

Dancing has been amazing!!!! :D I went to Broadway the past Thursday and did ballet, I was BOSS!!!! I went today this morning for Jazz...it was awesome! But the teacher LOVED my friend Jason just because he was a guy >:( but dancing has been amazing, especially now out of cancer and everything, I'm getting even more stronger ^^

[Frieda P]

What a stunning journey to Morocco, I love this one, the music plays beautifully with the background imagery you've created here. Nice to see you writing again Kee...so talented, you've done a magical job here. Kudos.

[KeeD]

thank you :D i was waiting for your review on this one, xoxo

[Frieda P]

My RR's are messed up, so happy to see your smiling face again ;-)
My pleasure always Kee xo

[外人 (Gaiji..]

So cool, make me wanna go to Morocco

[KeeD]

I've never been either but I saw a beautiful picture of the place and got inspired :) Hopefully some day I get to travel there :)

[DarkRainbowPie]

Aw wow, I love the last stanza

[KeeD]

:D I'll eat a shawarma in your name!

[DarkRainbowPie]

Haha, yes, you must! :D

[Saichiro Wolftotem]

You just did something no other piece of work has been able to do to date: You made me cry. Thank you. I don't give high praise easily, but this poem was absolutely beautiful and relaxing.

[KeeD]

I appreciate your reviews the most because you always tell me whats right and whats wrong and not many people do, you give me the ability to learn and improve.. and for you to say that my work could bring you to tears is such a comforting honor.. thank you :)

[Saichiro Wolftotem]

^_^ You're very welcome. I always enjoy reviewing your work.

[Andie]

Aww, you've already written a poem about our son! XD lol I'm kidding.
This was really pretty, and did a nice job of painting pictures. Now I just might have to move to Morocco. :3