Was I Just Spooked? Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The inner cave was vast in size
with bits of quartz that looked like eyes.
Embedded in the limestone walls.

The bits of light reflecting quartz
which made me feel uneasily
that something was observing me.

I had not been in here before
And do not think I will again.
A feeling that I can’t explain.

I must confess I was afraid
I felt a cold hostility
as though I was where I shouldn’t be

Intruding on the privacy
This made me so uncomfortable
I left as fast as I was able.

When I look back I wonder why
an empty cave should frighten me
There was nothing I could see.

My friends all stayed though I had fled
explored the pot hole thoroughly
They never tire of teasing me.

I always go with my instinct
My subconscious knows more than me
It sees things that the eye can’t see.

I gave up speleology
I much prefer the open air
Where I can see all that is there.

To exploring underground
Where really I have no right to be
I think I acted sensibly.24/10/2009 http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers