Flutes and Flambeauxs
What is this strange land
Of flutes and flambeauxs
Dancing in the streets
To musak with strange beats?
It is the collage
Of cultures mixed
With French, Spanish, Creole
And international flare.
Have you seen the Indians
Of this partying town?
Yes, they call themselves Indians.
Dressed in flamboyant costumes
With beads and feathers
And painted faces.
Playing flutes and horns
Of mixed, music blends.
Dancing wildly
In the streets
Of the town
They call Novelle Orleans.
Makes no difference
Black nor white
Just the sound
Of people playing
Musak, games
And full of fun
On a day
Called Fat Tuesday.
Flambeaux? “What is that,”
You ask?
When they party
Into the night
It is the flambeaux--
Torch bearers—
Who make the light.
Tis a party
Day and night
That they play
Til dawn’s next light…..
Happy Mardi Gras,
My friends!
Hope you live
To see it again…!
Copyright 2005
Roger C Bull
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