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Imagination

Imagination

When I was young
just a bright eyed child
Magic meshed with imagination 
Both mystical and wild

Fairytale kingdoms
Colourful real
The grey world outside me
Held such little appeal

I rode metallic moonbeams,
Lassoed shooting stars
Collected turquoise oceans 
in my mason jars

My best friend was a monkey 
King Bongo ruled my toys
Although small in stature
I was somehow more than other boys

Nothing seemed impossible 
I travelled at the speed of thought 
Everything wasn’t what it was
And some things were what they were not

I rushed to grow up 
Yes it’s true
It seems boys often do
Still my friend I have a secret
I might have kept from you

When I close my eyes
Imagination reappears
I travel back to yesterday 
and all those years they disappear.

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2024

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Marikate Kingston Date: 6/6/2025 9:42:00 PM I want to play & make a fort. What should I put inside? Your poem gives me ideas. Remember Spirograph or Operation? iPads in little hands. Kids would be so much better off using "their imagination" They don't know fun while their brain cells develop. Your poem brought me to the good parts of my childhood, when we climbed trees and impressed our friends with belly flops into the lake. A sad goodbye to Hide & Seek and pink tummies :( Login to Reply

Suzanne Delaney Date: 1/27/2024 2:10:00 PM Loved the optimism through your words. My favorite line was, “ Collected turquoise oceans in my mason jars.” Wonderful, SuZ Login to Reply

Vijay Pandit Date: 1/21/2024 9:22:00 AM This is an awesome depiction, Richard. Realistic images of past bring to fore childhood and much more. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/21/2024 1:04:00 PM Thanks Vijay.:0)

Panagiota Romios Date: 1/20/2024 4:22:00 PM My best to you, Richard for a win. I second Victor’s evaluation!! Huggs, Pangie Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/20/2024 4:42:00 PM Thanks so much.

Victor Buhagiar Date: 1/20/2024 12:48:00 PM This is Imagism with a real capital I. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/20/2024 12:49:00 PM Thanks Victor.

Arlo Parker Date: 1/20/2024 9:20:00 AM A delight! Memories exalted. Poignant piece, RL. :-) Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/20/2024 9:52:00 AM Thanks Arlo.

Michelle Smith Date: 1/19/2024 8:17:00 PM :) Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/19/2024 9:02:00 PM Thanks.

Hilda Greenhough Date: 1/19/2024 1:43:00 PM A wonderful poem. I love the theme of staying young. Thanks for remembrance. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/19/2024 5:47:00 PM My pleasure. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Silent One Date: 1/19/2024 12:05:00 PM I can see the depth of your imaginative mind here... a lot of creativity there.. best of luck in the contest.. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/19/2024 5:47:00 PM Much appreciated.

Hiya Sharma Date: 1/19/2024 9:11:00 AM Oh my, this is a heartwarming write, dear Richard.. Those childhood days were the best when our thoughts travelled like lightyears and nothing could limit our imagination. When everything magical and mystical held a magnificent place in our realities and "The grey world outside held such little appeal" So rightly said.. There's so much nostalgia and soulful depth in this poem and I can connect with it too.. "metallic moonbeams", "Fairytale kingdoms" And that ending.. Loved reading this, a FAV Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/19/2024 5:48:00 PM I always enjoy your thoughtful comments. Blessings Rick.