The Tale of Black Rosita
There was a girl child, Black Rosita
who never once did seem to cry,
but always smiled, a flash of dare.
She once broke her foot while running free
in the dark forest that embraced the town,
and still she did not make a sound or cry.
Many believed her evil for the lack of tears.
One day a troublesome witch
spun a spell to make the girl child cry,
and so the tears began to flow
like a dam had been removed,
they flowed for two years
and some more.
A salty ocean began to rise
around the girl child, Black Rosita.
She was drowning in a spell of tears
and she knew not what to do.
But the dark angel of time was listening
and had grown tired of her tears and cries.
He exhaled a powerful breath of air
to blow a life raft into her path.
Black Rosita swam with arms so weak
toward the boat, then clinging with clawed hands
as only a drowning fool can cling,
too tired to get in, but still with breath.
Black Rosita drifted back to shore,
a mollusc attached to an empty vessel.
The crying had stopped, the spell was broken
and the villagers awaited Black Rosita.
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(to be cont.)
What a fascinating introductory poetic story…cannot wait for the next installment.
me either – hahaha – I’ll have to wait till it comes to me 😉
Well, this one BEGAN in tears, so let’s hope it doesn’t end that way, too! 🙂
what! – you want a happy ending – hahahaha – that’s a bit too much too ask colonialist – maybe I could do two versions and you can pick which one you want 😉
You want us to wallow completely in misery?
tis only fair 😉
I’m hooked…
I’m in trouble – hahaha 😉
you have the whole village as an inspiration, must have other people as interesting as Black Rosita!
love it 🙂
you got me thinking now Ben 🙂 thanks
I love a good fairy story, Gabrielle. Beautifully told, and what a tale it is! I love the choice of the black rose to go with it.
Thanks Kate – I love a good fairy story too 🙂 I saw an article recently about the black rose and I couldn’t get it out of my head – the symbolism and who the hell would want to be given black roses – hahaha – and out popped the story
Am looking forward to the next episode – a suspenseful beginning to, no doubt, a good tale. I suspect those villagers are in for a bit of hell 😉
I’m sure they will be (if there is ever a 2nd bit – hahaha) thanks bb 🙂