Once upon a time 
when I was just a little girl
my family and I used to go
to this enchanting  place, so surreal
that it had resembled a NASA spacecraft
implanted onto the seabed
and it's name was Coral World!

It was the place where 
schools of fish, turtles, sharks
manatees and stingrays
the size of the island of Grand Bahama
used to roam our transparent seas
and we viewed them like stars on a telescope
from its spacecraft-esque tower
after crossing over the conjoined bridge 
from Silver Cay 
as narrow as the stream of a river

Coral World was also the premier destination
for embarking on an infinity 
number of snorkeling and diving adventures
into the great depths of the undersea world
and a villa hotel where we slumber
beneath the starry night above
the fierce crashing of prevailing currents
from the near by ocean

But on that heart wrenching sorrowful day
of September 1999
Coral World met its God awful demise
at the cold, merciless wrath 
of the great Hurricane Floyd
as it's spacecraft -esque tower
still stands above the sea
fading into a shelter of corrosion
and lamentable memories of childhood
of both locals and tourists alike


                                                                   Written by:Mia Pratt,2018

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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