My feet are pointing high in the air,
I'm blinded by a veil of hair.
My body is shaking, a teardropp appears...
Is it too late to let me out of here!
I sneak a peek at you..do you find this amusing?
My skirt 'round my ears, my neighbours assuming....
That my moaning and screaming is born from fun,
Not knowing my instincts are telling me 'RUN! '
But wait..there's a thrill.....I feel so alive
My body is speeding as though to survive!
Laughter has replaced the feeling of dread.
Smiles have pushed my ears high on my head: -D
By the time I realise, I like it more than I'm s'pose ta
It's time to vacate from my first rollercoaster.
LET'S GO AGAIN! ! ! : -)
© 2012
Okay, you had me fooled. Unhappy ending but couldn't help but laugh.
I was thinking the wrong theme here, so funny, enjoyable with a twist at the end! !
Great thrill. So beautiful is your style! I'm sure, I'll come here again.
Right you are, on the roller coaster or something equally enjoyable
Those cheap thrills will always leave you at the bottom of the hill.
I love rollercoasters but I think I'm too old for them now. Have you been on 'Tower of Terror' at Dreamworld, Gold Coast- that's my favorite! Teriffic poem!
Rollercoasters are on of the top five things in life. Nice Write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For some reason this made me laugh. I don't know why