Carnival Poems

Carnival is over come back to school
why are the children playing the fool
wednesday morning the party move down to the beach
it have no maxi to take the children to school to teach
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Those vivid hues of carnival rides,
Glistening bright under the sun,
I painted them on my canvas board,
Every shade, each and every one.
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Faceless shrouds
Skull of ghosts in masks
It be not carnival
Though seeing it through the lens of reason
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Feel her Starry beauty,
The continuum of her love,
With its carnival of stars,
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Our carnival be the greatest show on earth
it portrays the culture of our twin island both
the masqueraders on the streets
keeps in rhythm with the band
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The sadist found her friends
In the carnival's freaks
She lost her heart and mind
And freaked out on her kids
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The Carnival,
The Great Brazilian Carnival
With a sea of people following,
Watching the Spectacle,
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The smell of buttery popcorn and funnel cake,
The sound of children laughing and playing all around,
Leaving here without a good time would be a mistake,
Even if the carnival is open year round,
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It is not my fault my poetry is heavy. Like a book left outside in the rain. And when you go to pick it up, your arms give out because you cannot carry it. From the pages saturated and soaked in water. See I tried to make happy poems except it turns hopeless instantly. Writing about how I'm on a beach making sand castles. But except I feel the sorrow from drowning in the waves of the ocean. Or how the sky bends with blues that I feel so deeply in my bloodline. How the sun is something that I can never feel. I tried to write something happy like a carnival except I relate it to back to a rollercoaster ride. Feeling the highs and lows of sadness and grief. I tried to write about art except when I see always see a canvas filled with emotions of pain and terror. I write about being in a meadow filled with flowers except I stumble upon a rose and it pricks me as I bleed and bleed and bleed. I'm cursed with seeing the negative side of everything.
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Many at the carnival parade gather
as music keeps playing louder and louder
and dancers keep tapping their feet with a synchrony
while tableaus known as floats roll out one by one
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