A Day at Alton Towers 1984
graze of hessian
cold relief of a metal handrails
uncontrolled screams
suprised from all six slides
of the Astro-glide.
the log flume
a rattling meander
through forests
peeping with dinosaurs
their growls and grunts
lying family close
under the starred dome of Cine 360
open-mouthed
as coloured fountains
dance to Sibelius
muffled screams
in Doom & Sons
fragrant machine-made smoke
UV light disorientates
as skeletons plummet floorward
candyfloss faces
cheese and pickle picnics
in gardens soaked in Summer
a Mars Bar melted
in distracted hands
driving Model T Fords
further into the past
in clothes of the 1900s
recorded in sepia.
Bob-sleigh exhilaration
feigned disappointment
every time
at the Corkscrew tape measure
until the panic
of being above the red line
tea-cup stomach drops
fear of approaching
bins teeming with wasps,
speed and peril of the Beastie
felt as a seven-year old.
Yey! Really enjoyed this one. Sorry it is a day late. I have been reminiscing with my Mum and husband about the old Alton towers and not getting round to writing about it. So much more material. This may be one of a series.
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