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~~Carnival

~~Carnival

  when the night falls down on the island paradise

Tales of the supernatural come to life at carnival   

 While the masses gather for the fete, of liberation

  A sweet blooded Carib Queen from ancient times
 Stirs the murky Sargasso Sea (it is said) 
The blood of mortal men  eases her misery 
and she leaves no footprints on the sand;
  strolling free and easy tan and comely 
 Boys with bulging eyes and excited voices 
 Tell how she looks sweet as a moonbeam;
  Searching for seashells, always glancing up
 and thirsty for the salty blood of living men
.   
One man shares his story for the tourists;
 rum sprays from his breath as he speaks;       
 'many screaming women, came from her lips; 
 And a cool wind took her wild raven hair to flight 
  as the stars fell like a thousand feathers                                      when we made love'
    
 he lifts his shirt, declaring his numberless scares
‘She had a hallow smile with far away ‘Jumbie eyes’’ 
 And the waves lapped whenever she cried out;  
Don’t walk alone in the nights of Carnival
Unless you want her to  sting you with bites' 
Then the falling coins clash staccato in his tin can
 Though his thoughts were lost on the Carib Queen  

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Christopher Correia

Thanks for saying that me mate, I like reading weird and unusual stories, including the supernatural ones, in Trinidad as a boy I still remember the newspapers running so called 'ghost stories' every Sunday and reading them religiously...this odd tale must come from that time, school boys wanting to scare one another; in the days when you could scare with those kind of stories, mostly because we knew these tales (for most part) were not made up, lol...this one was def. made up though...thanks for comment, bro.  

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Shirley Rebstock

Wow you definitely are creative and imaginative and interesting writer.

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Christopher Correia

Shirley I offer you a virtual hug, this write I wrote on a dare wanting to capture something of the Canival spirit of Trinidad; my version lol...I really do appreciate your comment

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