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das tunnel

Contributed by poeticjestix on Monday, 25th April 2011 @ 12:41:41 PM in AEST
Topic: happypoetry

As a child, those summer days
burnt lovingly in memory.
Adventures set, we walked in gangs
for places set with mystery.
One such place, I remember well.
A tunnel set within the ground,
under the bank of a canal.
A stream ran through it, little sound.

For this stream ran quite sparingly
barely deserving of a course
stone tunnel built so carefully.
Above it, fishermen & boats.
The tunnel had a rusty gate
that children said was to protect,
for led within, a witch in wait
would suck the life right out your breath.

My fear of this was tangible,
I bent right down and stepped across .
light rings rubbed at the tunnel wall
gate open, we were at a loss
the older kids they badgered me
the tunnel no more than three foot six
they were too big to get inside
they'd watch me, I was small and slick.

I was pushed in, my hand touched slime
the gate swung back. Clicked, as if nudged.
They laughed at me, I turned in fright
and grabbed the bars that did not budge.
I cried and cried to be let out
the tears ran down my red hot cheeks
Pauline tried to settle me down-
she reassured, it was so sweet.

Then footsteps from a black shadow
splashed down the tunnel, shining bright
the kids they all but one ran off
their screams announcing deadly fright.
I turned round ,fraught, to meet my fate.
A Black labrador sniffed me, all about
and ran off, then I clicked the gate.
The gate swung open, I fell out.

Pauline and I both got the joke
and laughed so loud, and we embraced.
I was the boy that saw the witch
who sucked the breath right out my face.
And so the story it went on
until bath time, and some time beyond.
Our folklore, carefully contrived.
No questions. It was never wrong.

Copyright © poeticjestix ... [ 2011-04-25 12:41:41]
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Re: das tunnel (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 25th April 2011 @ 12:48:04 PM AEST
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Wow.. I was totally captivated by this tale.... from the very first sentence right to the end.. Awesome work... Thanks for sharing..
Jenni

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