The FortunetellerA Poem by KARENEmeral lights glowing. People screaming as rides turn them around, over and upside down. Sweet cotton candy cling to sticky fingers. Foods of all kind scent the air. The carnival is a fun jamboree.
Dark tent with eerie music playing. Beads of assorted colors clatter as the first costumer enters. A gypsy emerges from the darkness, Purple scraf keeps her fire red hair tied back. Long earrings dangle. Finger nails click the crystal ball She knows the bewitching hour is here.
Shaky hand puts sliver coins into the pot. Fortuneteller looks at his palm. An evil grin forms on her lips, an ex-boyfriend was he.
She leans over, bossoms jiggle in his face. He looks into cold enthralling eyes. Unable to move he waits for his fate.
Inventive idea she has. Lightning flashes across the room. She rubs her hand over her crystal ball, mouth drops open. "You will die tonight," she says.
Hellion face turns to laughter. Ex-boyfriends epic courage falters, he runs out and jumps on the ferris wheel. Fortuneteller waves at him in a friendly gesture. She watches as he falls to his death.
The fortuneteller stares in amazement. "Guess I got this one right!"
© 2011 KARENAuthor's Note
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21 Reviews Added on June 1, 2011 Last Updated on June 4, 2011 Tags: Carnival, Cotton Candy, Rides, Gypsy AuthorKARENHarrisville, MSAboutI love to write and cook! Me and my sister will soon be the author of a children's book titled Feelings Feelings Feelings, and a cookbook in the near future titled Two Heads In The Kitchen. I e.. more..Writing
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