Purple What?

I thought this was a poetry competition.

Then when I went to make a 2nd submission

I checked to see that I was wrong.

So, I had to form something else that was rather long.

Of word count I needed a bare minimum of 1 plus five-hundred ninety nine.

Keep it below five thousand and one, and I would be just fine.

Still, I needed a congruent beginning and end.

So, from dreams of long ago, I pulled from, embellished, and made pretend.

Thinking of names for magical creatures, I would chase after to create and catch.

Like a bandit, with copyright I could be slapped.

So, I did not use a name of a specific creature from Lewis Carroll.

Lest from a jail cell I would be singing carols.

Alas, I am not Dr. Seuss.

Though to coin new words, new concepts, creatures and beings, to let my tongue flitter and words fly, to let loose.

Both reality and fiction collide in a world of magic.

As young lovers confess to each other, they experience something most would wish for, yet become aware that its tragic.

After the tall tale that they share of finding one another within the magical forest of trees

They're struck with a unique wondering awe.

Stricken with something so fast, that neither of them saw

What struck them apart from the world surrounding them.

To be lost in a moment. It could be sweet bliss, and it make You feel condemned.

When it came to making this story, I won't lie.

I felt like I was throwing things together quickly on the fly.