The Carnival Of Life

by CJ Maleney   Jul 10, 2017


I wander through this carnival,
And I see those flashing lights.
Is it carnival for the damned?
Or the carnival of life?

I stare up at the ferris wheel,
And it fills me with a fear.
Souls going round and round in circles
And never ever linear.

I try to dodge past that booth,
Where death doth make his trade,
But will I be lost within those lights
As I stroll through that arcade.

I See the man with upturned cups,
And he challenges me from the start.
"Come on my friend what have you to lose"
"You no longer need that heart"

So I run to the procession,
But there is no joy within that march.
Everyone dressed macabre,
And all the music just sounds dark.

My heart still pumps out a rhythm,
But it's one that causes pain.

Like the beating of a drum,

!In a parade for the insane!

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  • 3 months ago

    by Courtney Hough

    Ok...that imagery was spot on. It reminds me of Silent Hill a bit. With the Ferris wheel and dark games. This is amazing Craig.

    -Court

    • 3 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Ooh send me a link please

      Craig

  • 4 months ago

    by Brenda

    That is hilarious ! Your cop was pretty cool dude though . I don't even want to think of how expensive a ticket like that would have cost.

    • 4 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Could have given me an instant ban if he wanted. Luckily he was a biker.

      He actually said "have you ever considered using the inside Lane" my mouth being faster than my brain replied "no that's where all the slow people are"

      Next he said "what about wearing a high visibility vest, anything to keep you more easily seen"

      Dumb ass here replied "have you any idea how much this jacket cost i ain't sticking something gaudy over it"

      At this point I think he gave up lol

  • 4 months ago

    by Brenda

    Craig, don't let my modest appearance cool ya...I like fast cars and heavy metal. Give me a 6.4L, 6 speed stick Challenger R/T and I will tear the road up. Then go home and have cookies and milk with my grandbabies. I don't own a Challenger because I couldn't afford the insurance nor the tickets I would for sure get.lol

    • 4 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Get a motorcycle then, mind you it won't help with tickets.

      My latest chat with the police went like this

      Police officer

      Evening, how are you?

      Me
      Well I was OK

      Officer
      Any idea why we pulled you ?

      Me
      Because I was being a d!€k.

      Officer
      How fast were you going

      Me
      Err 80 ish

      Officer
      Really! because at times we were well over 95 trying to catch up.

      Me
      Whoops.

      End result is I didn't get done but we had a lovely little chat. Bloke was bang on to be fair.

      Truth be told I was doing 120 at one point

  • 5 months ago

    by Ren

    Whhhhaattt...?!?! Craig!! This is phenomenal!! Absolutely love this. Amazing write!

    (<3)^Click!

    • 4 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      That's quite a reaction lol.

      Thank you x

  • 5 months ago

    by Em

    Craig, another entry I'm guessing from the vault. This is relatable on so many levels and to so many of us here.

    The title is intriguing because carnivals are usually fun but I have yet to have as much fun in life as I have had at a funfair then again carnivals can be hectic just as life can.

    I love how you link the well known rides from funfairs into this and the parade for the parade is it a parade for one or can anyone join in because I think I'm there already lol joking aside this is very thought provoking, beautifully done and raw.

    Loved it
    Em x

    • 5 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Hey up Em

      The last poem that I had in the vault I posted a week or so ago so all things now are new. Not saying there won't be some dark and brooding ones to come but at least they're fresh,

      Until now I've kinda tried to intersect the vault writings with new stuff so I don't come across area right miserable bugger, because I'm not.

      So what you get from here on in is all new stuff, well at least until I can be bothered to type up my early years poems.

      Anyway thank you so much for your comment and it's praised x

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