TheBanyanTree: Idora Park is Gone

[Julie Anna Teague]

That's awesome.  I love that you wrote it at 12.  It perfectly captures 
the feeling of a kid on a roller coaster.

Quoting smack58 at nycap.rr.com:

> When I was a little girl my parents used to take all of us kids
> (there were 5 of us) to an amusement park called Idora Park in Ohio
> where we lived at the time.  My younger brother, Jerome, did a search
> last week just for the heck of it and found out it had a sad, sad
> history and now no longer exists.  My mother always made it a big day
> with picnic lunch and all.  Those were the days when women did not
> wear slacks.  She was always dressed in a skirt and blouse and heels.
>  Daddy always sat on the picnic bench a bit anxious to be home
> because "the game" was coming on.  But mother ignored him and we
> stayed anyway and had some of the best times of our lives there
>
> When Jerome emailed me the story about Idora Park's demise I found
> this old poem I had written as a girl of about 12.  It's a bit simple
> but you'll get the point about that crazy roller coaster ride.
>
>
> THE LAST ROLLER COASTER RIDE
>
>
> Gleaming,
>
> beaming,
>
> thrills
>
> and spills,
>
> Up the hills
>
> and down.
>
>
>
> Eyes
>
> rise
>
> to the skies,
>
> brave the wind
>
> take a spin
>
> and round.
>
>
>
> Chortle,
>
> chortle,
>
> feel immortal
>
> while riding
>
> way up high,
>
> lift you to the sky
>
> and down.
>
>
>
> Down,
>
> around,
>
> dip and lift
>
> bodies shift
>
> around the bend
>
> we're near the end
>
> then stop.
>
>
>
> Breathe,
>
> leave,
>
> body feels so weak
>
> shaky to your feet
>
> down the step
>
> not finished yet
>
> you move.
>
>
>
> Giggle,
>
> wiggle,
>
> man behind the window
>
> plastic see-thru window
>
> buy the ticket
>
> yes, you'll risk it
>
> one more time
>
> again.
>
>
>
> Click,
>
> tick,
>
> basic chain link gears
>
> underneath the chairs
>
> climbing slow
>
> here we go.
>
> Click, click, click, click
>
> BANG!
>
>
>
> Crash,
>
> Flash,
>
> Watch the old car fly
>
> flashing thru the sky
>
> folks are all airborne
>
> over fire storm.
>
> Burning, churning
>
> Gone!
>