Suspended!

The sensation of a ride on the new attraction

at the theme park was daunting

most others around were very enthusiastic

persuaded to ride the big dipper

not wanting to be classed as scared boarded

on a cell phone my image recorded!

 

Strapped into high-backed seats we climbed

slowly at first until reaching the peak

for a moment relaxed then surged downward

twisting and completing a loop

on its second rollover the train jolted to a stop

violently upside down at the top!

 

Seconds of a stunned silence before screams

as the straps pulled tight supporting

the ten fearful riders on the two precariously

poised carriages preventing them

falling to a certain collision with ground below

feeling it swaying to and fro!

 

That juncture in time you hope would not be

helpless your life could cease

nothing within your power to block your drop

skittish on how the outcome

is resolved so there are no injuries or fatalities

nor any unsuspecting technicalities!

 

Pain discomfort surging blood within the brain

fear of never getting home

seconds seem hours as the crowds increased

as they gorp at you on show

hanging like the latest attraction at the park

your chances growing stark!

 

Rescue services here at long last bodies numb

a creak a disturbing bump

will we crash amongst those gathering far below

turntable ladders close now

being helped from the tight harnesses and seats

back on the ground pulse at normal beats!

 

Reluctantly glance at where you were all trapped

the attitude to life changed evermore

hug between those you feel bonded in adversity

space blankets hot drinks

sympathy and tears crescendo amongst the throng

relief many burst into a spontaneous song!

 

Remembered that death never called your time!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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In A Village!

A warm afternoon a couple entered a pub

on holiday in a village.

In an ancient land of history Cornwall

on a day of souring heat.

Yet when inside it was cold and dark

the furnishing stark.

 

The landlord was pleasant and welcoming

buying drinks sat at a table.

Other people milled around chatting

this was like an old tavern.

Where once smugglers most likely drank

after a ship they’d sank!

 

Hungry decided to have a nice bar meal

as a menu was in sight.

After ordering waited supping the drinks

putting the glasses down.

When both fell smashing onto the floor

what caused it neither sure!

 

Where they landed and the fluid drained

a big dark stain was visible.

Both overwhelmed with apprehension

as the interior blurred.

A body dropped before their very eyes

hearing faint pitiful cries!

 

Reality returned glancing to slate floor

nothing was to be seen.

Unable to stay in this disturbing setting

exiting in a puzzled state.

Staring in from the cobbled pathway

turned and walked away!

 

Certainly a strange tale for them to tell!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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