Broken hearts
We dance to the music and drink from the bottle And the dancers follow in tune they never skip the beat Only broken hearts do that before they roll into the gutter They lie pell-mell with discarded beer cans and broken glass Making friends… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries Hits: 5
Chepstow Street is the road to perdition Carnival is the place of temptation Couples meet up and couples break up Emotions run high and the wink of an eye Jealousy is the spark that could be the start of an all-out war Crushed soda cans and broken hearts litter the gutters Photo Hugh Ardoin The […]
A Jamaican Belle strolls down the parcour looking for a soul-mate You will find an army of lonely hearts or a club band at the Carnival Broken hearts, crushed cans and shattered bottle shards liter the streets It is a battlefield for the lovelorn, the veterans and the nostalgic A beautiful cemetery flowered by bright […]
Attraction is the fatal distraction as the big cats are on the prowl Beware of the shady far edge of the rainforest it is not the rain you hear Listen to this sad melody slowly drumming on the canopy high above It is the blood and the tears of the broken hearts that drip on […]
The Carnival’s flotsam and the jetsam spills on the sidelines Like a tidal wave following a lofty storm scatters its overfill The streets are a battlefield in the wake of a conquering army Treasures troves and discarded nothings litter the streets Empty bottles, lost messages, broken hearts and crushed beer cans Huge rigs come in […]
The golden idols on rampage in the wake of a multicolored stampede Being bad but good at it, this is the motto Flagz, drinkz and all the paraphernalia of unfettered fun Stand back, here they come with the goddess at their head Wounded knees and broken hearts here for the revenge There will be no […]