The Dark Tunnel!

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!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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