Tuppence arcade, a pound
thrill whilst others sit and drink
tea near the promenade and the sound of Candy floss
melting in the August sun.
Rolling tuppence, eagerly lost, a way to spend
a pound to gain eight pence back
and feel the thrill, no longer a tuppence intact,
rolls of loose change and loose lipped
conversation, gambling addiction,
removing the training wheels early
as the hard earned coins
from savings at the back of Rackhams
come rolling down the slope
and adding a moment of pleasure
to the final days of August.
Ian D. Hall 2017