A Banyan Tree Grows On The Moon

March 29, 2020 at 11:10 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, love, Mythology, News, Poetry, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , )

A Banyan Tree Grows On The Moon

Walking the streets of Honolulu in 1946
Was Los Angeles private eye Carson Cody Albion 
He was on vacation 
After having solved the mysterious case of the Blue Velvet Dandelion
back in LA 

He walked through some of the crafts shops in the city 
He noticed one belonging to a man who made ships in a bottle
Carson entered the store and looked around
He noticed one ship in a bottle that attracted his attention

“What ship is this?” Albion asked the craftsman
“The Santa Maria,” the craftsman replied 
“The Santa Maria?” Carson looked at the ship in the bottle, “That was Christopher Columbus’ flagship in 1492 on his journey to the New World wasn’t it?”
“That’s right,” the craftsman nodded.
“I’ll take it,” Albion paid the craftsman 

He walked out of the store and on to the avenue
An elderly Hawaiian woman was at a stand selling coconuts 
The private eye looked at the coconuts but wasn’t hungry at the moment 
So he didn’t buy.

“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” the coconut woman shouted after him.
“What?” Albion walked back to her.
“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” she repeated.
“Oh, okay,” Albion figured that the woman had been adding too much rum to her coconut milk 
and decided to continue walking 

“What are you planning to do with that ship in a bottle that’s in your shopping bag?” The woman asked him.
Albion wondered how she knew there was a ship in a bottle in his shopping bag
However he answered, “I don’t know”.

“Here’s a small piece of Kapa cloth,” the woman handed him just that,
“Take this pen and write on it what I have told you, “A Banyan tree grows on the moon”. Then put the Kapa cloth with the message in the bottle alongside the ship and throw it in the ocean where the waves will carry it where it may.”

It was a strange request but Albion felt compelled to comply
That night as the Hawaiian moon shone bright on the shore and sands, he threw the bottle with the ship, Kapa cloth and message into the ocean.

It was a late March night in 2020
The streets of London were deserted because of the countrywide lockdown over the Coronavirus 
but Dracul Van Helsing had a paper signed by Boris Johnson
granting him permission to walk the streets
To rid the city of any evil nocturnal creatures 

As Dracul walked along the banks of the Thames
He noticed a small bottle floating close to the shore
The vampire hunter picked it up
It appeared to be very old 
And it almost had the appearance of having travelled all over the world 
How did it wind up here on the Thames? he wondered.

He looked inside the bottle 
He recognized the ship as being the Santa Maria
He pulled out the small piece of Kapa cloth and noticed the message on it

“A Banyan tree grows on the moon,” Dracul read aloud.

He went back to his London apartment 
Carrying the ship in the bottle and its message with him
He went inside the room he used as an office 
And saw this vision

“Who are you?” Dracul asked.

“I am Mahina the Hawaiian and Polynesian goddess of the moon”

The woman answered.

-A narrative poem 
and vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Sunday March 29th


  1. Kritika said,

    Now this has left me wondering what is next? This is adventurous.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thank you, Kritika. 🙂

      I’m wondering what will happen next myself since most of the time when I sit down to write, I have no clue what it is that I’m going to write myself.

      My writing just seems to flow of its own accord.

      • Kritika said,

        Pleasure is mine. Will wait for the next. 🙂
        Thank you for sharing such interesting stories.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        You’re very welcome. 🙂

  2. Hyperion said,

    I enjoyed this very much Chris. It has that late 40’s Noir film mystique and Mahina, Hawaiian goddess of the moon now introduces the mysterious female lead that would make Humphrey Bogart’s Banyan tree face any hurricane boldly and unafraid.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thank you, Daniel.

      Late ’40s Film Noir is probably my favourite genre of movies.

      Whenever I’m in a late ’40s Film Noir mood, I often bring my own personally created Private Eye character Carson Cody Albion into my writing.

      Mahina represents my South Seas dragon queen soulmate of my dreams.

      The reason I long to visit the South Seas someday.

      She’s a figure also inspired by a film I watched on TCM several years ago when I lived in Vancouver.

      All I remember about the film was that it was made in 1985 apparently and the producer was either Mel Brooks or Carl Reiner- I forget which.

      I’ve googled both Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner movies and gone down the list but nothing mentioned rings the bell of the plotline.

      I’ve often wondered whether I just dreamed of watching that film.

      The plot was that of a screenplay writer who lived in a dystopian Orwellian world of the present.

      He occasionally travels back in time to the 1920s.

      But between traveling back and forth between past and present, his port of call between the two temporal locales is landing on the moon where he meets a beautiful Dragon Sister type woman wearing a lovely Ming dynasty style dress, has a rose in her hair and has a lovely singing voice.

      When I came across the photo I used for the post (which inspired this whole story), I thought the woman looked Polynesian so I googled Polynesian goddesses.

      And I came across the story of Mahina who was apparently the goddess of the moon in both Polynesian and Hawaiian folklire.

      She lives on the moon and weaves Kapa cloth made from material of a Banyan tree that grows on the moon.

      So the molding together of two atmospheres – late ’40s Film Noir and the plot from this possible Brooks/Reiner film ? of 1985 (assuming I didn’t dream watching the movie) and I then grafted in this beautiful story from Polynesian/Hawaiian folklore of their goddess of the moon.

      I suppose it hits home – I’m now a writer living in a dystopian Orwellian world.

      If I start time traveling back to the 1920s and stop off on the moon meeting a beautiful woman wearing a lovely dress and with a beautiful singing voice, I’ll let you know, Daniel.

      • Hyperion said,

        Such a great story might be a bit prophetic for you. I look forward to your report of your travels in upcoming Vampire novels.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,


      • annieasksyou said,

        I thoroughly enjoyed your description of this story’s origins.

        But I don’t think Mel Brooks or Carl Reiner wrote such a story—must be a Christopher Dream Original.

        It certainly feels like an Orwellian dystopia…

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Yes, Annie.

        It must be a Christopher dream original.

        It did feel real like I was sitting there in my apartment living room watching it on my TV on TCM.

        But I read up on Brooks and Reiner films because that’s whose name I saw -one of the two- but I’ve forgotten which as the end credits were rolling.

        But nothing matching the plot of that film.

  3. janowrite said,

    This is so good! Love your poetry!!

  4. David Redpath said,

    A most mysterious story 🤔
    But I do like a tale with a happy
    ending. Especially when it requires
    the use of one’s imagination 😎

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