The dark tunnel ahead loomed uninviting
on that desolate abandoned railway track
a disused line on an uninviting moorland
so often wished I had not gone out there
weeds grew amongst those rusting lines
walking over vandalised warning signs
no sound except the penetrating silence
too quiet for me to be there all alone
breaking the deadly stillness saw a glow
that came from within the dark tunnel
weird vibrations started below my feet
rooted to the spot unable to make a retreat
out of the archway belching out smoke
came a steam locomotive so large and clear
a shrill whistle blaring falling off the line
could only lay there in a disbelieving haze
it passed me pulling many carriages behind
blinking it had gone was this in my mind
fearfully neared the pitch black entrance
jitters finally over ruled my bold intentions
retreated moving away looking down the line
still unable to take in these images perceived
yet it seemed so real a magnificent sight
a phantom train on a journey into the night!
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