Richard Alfred

Blackpool

by Richard Alfred

Friday 4th January 2019 11:09 am

Wind and rain from summer days

Inform to cast certain rainbows

Which impart with tower and

illuminate my soul to sea

Handle set to full driver

View through windows

Rain as tears of laughter

Wiped left to right left to right

left to right

Sweet smell from pink hair to eat

Clowns of glass elephants and rock

Signs of blue green and yellow

Golden mile a ride in style for some

Charm romance beauty nostalgia

Sinatra Mansfield Cairoli

Winter gardens north pier central south

Even Adolf felt it amiss

This beautiful wonderful town

Blackpool I am yours forever

Adolf Hitler may have blitzed much of Britain's heritage but Blackpool was spared because he wanted it as a personal playground after the war

🌷(1)

◄ Divorce=Loss

Pondweeds ►

Comments

Richard

Mon 7th Jan 2019 10:52

Thank you all for your kind comments!
I wrote this about 5 years ago and found it last week when flicking through my poetry book.
Blackpool from St Anne's to Fleetwood holds more than a special place in my heart.
I hope to live there in the next year or so if things go to plan ?

Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 5th Jan 2019 11:58

Excellent Richard, I herald from Fleetwood just along the coast from Blackpool. As a child going to the Tower was a real treat..

raypool

Sat 5th Jan 2019 11:07

Highly effective lines Richard. We are in the presence of blowsiness and atmosphere that clings like shit to a blanket (sorry that's a musician's expression). I spent seasons in the winter garden playing for dances, and together with a romantic affair there is lots to remember, including Les Dawson!

I'm not sure whether Adolf would have enjoyed the new pleasure beach !

Thanks for making my day.

Ray

Jon

Fri 4th Jan 2019 11:58

Great poem! Nice and brief but conjures up a wealth of atmosphere and delight.

I especially love the reference to candy floss (sweet smell from pink hair to eat), and the sense of awe and wonder in this piece.

Well done Richard mate!

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