Corkscrew Alton Towers

Metal tracks spiral

higher than treetops,

Twist to plummet in figure of eight,

turn tightly,

climb steeply, take breath away.

I want to brave it,

to turn upside down,

and speed on the rails that rumble and quake.

I sit by my grandchild ready to comfort her

she holds my hand tightly,

soothingly says

"Don't be afraid Gran, you'll be OK !"

Jean Grgory