The Retired Bloke

Big Black Boots

Big black boots

Black frock coats

Frightening looking folks

White faces painted

Not for the faint hearted

At the alter of Bram Stoker

Skulking in a dim dark corner

Vampires for the day

Victoriana at play

Sinister yet serene

A nod to what has been

Transformed into Goth City

The seaside resort of Whitby. 

 

Comments2

  • fuche_bu

    Nice poem. Goth or not, it sounds like you had a great time.

    • The Retired Bloke

      Yes it was quite a surprise. May even get involved next year!!

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good write, those steam punkers always seem to have a great time.

      Whitby is a wonderful place, we had my best fish 'n' chips ever there. The fish was too big for the plate, but I managed but the even stranger thing is I remember the price. This was back in the eighties and the cost was "Fish, chips, mushy peas, slice of bread and butter, cup of tea - £3.50."

      • The Retired Bloke

        Wow. That was good value. We went to the famous Magpie Cafe. It was £32 for the two of us for exactly the same. Very good though. Thanks.



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