Cavern of All Fears

There is a trapdoor in the floor,

Cavern of All Fears
A stairway leading down

A staircase leading down.

Cobwebs line the step treads,

You descend it with a frown.

 

the ancient door
At the bottom of the stairs a wooden door awaits

At the bottom of the stairs

A wooden door awaits,

And on the ancient door, a sign,

“BE SURE!” is what it states.

 

Will you open up that door,

Enter the dark beyond,

Or retreat back up the stairs

And to your fears respond?

 

Carefully you unlock the door

And bravely push on through.

Are you a hero or a fool?

One or both is true.

 

You cannot see beyond the door,

There’s darkness all around.

Tentatively you inch ahead,

Something scuttles on the ground.

 

Turning back you try the door

But it is tightly closed,

You can’t return from where you came,

You’re frightened and exposed.

 

You feel your way along the path,

Hands pressed against the wall.

With no idea what’s on the ground

You daren’t chance to fall.

 

An eerie shriek comes from your right,

“Protect me Lord!” you pray.

Terrified, you hurry left

But something blocks your way.

 

Stumbling back, no choice of path

You shed an unseen tear.

The tunnel walls constrict on you,

An agoraphobic fear.

 

You have to stoop to progress on.

Where will this tunnel end?

The words, “BE SURE!” run through your brain,

You should have turned back then.

 

Suddenly, the ground gives way,

The path just disappears.

You plunge into a deep abyss,

The Cavern of All Fears.

 

John Hansen © 2016

John Hansen

Longtime poet but not in the traditional technical sense. I enjoy rhyme but like to experiment and dabble in many different forms and maybe even make up some of my own. There is always a message or lesson I want to promote through my writing, for that reason, my poetry generally shies away from the abstract and obscure.

After a lot of procrastinating I have finally self-published my first eBooks of poetry "I Laughed a Smile" and "On the Wings of Eagles" at Lulu.com.Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction.

I have also been fortunate to have two poems chosen to be made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren.

I am also finding my services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials.

It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years is now wonderful material for my stories and poems.

I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.

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John Hansen

Longtime poet but not in the traditional technical sense. I enjoy rhyme but like to experiment and dabble in many different forms and maybe even make up some of my own. There is always a message or lesson I want to promote through my writing, for that reason, my poetry generally shies away from the abstract and obscure. After a lot of procrastinating I have finally self-published my first eBooks of poetry "I Laughed a Smile" and "On the Wings of Eagles" at Lulu.com. Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction. I have also been fortunate to have two poems chosen to be made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren. I am also finding my services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials. It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years is now wonderful material for my stories and poems. I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.

18 thoughts on “Cavern of All Fears

  • August 3, 2016 at 11:50 AM
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    Oh my gosh, John! How spooky! And those photos – I wish I had spotted them to use for my vampire castle story. Your poem gave me chills, it is so well written and expressed. Great job, well done, spooky!

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  • August 3, 2016 at 6:30 PM
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    Nicely expressed as to facing our fears. A lovely fluid verse John, with some wonderful imagery and that feeling of fear when we indeed face fear itself. So well structured and emoted my friend. Great work.

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  • August 4, 2016 at 3:12 AM
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    Thank you, Tony. I appreciate the generous comment. We often try to put on a brave face and actually make foolish decisions instead of heeding our fears and taking the safe route.

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  • August 4, 2016 at 3:35 PM
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    That was great. It surely makes me think of facing my own fears — or knowing when not to.

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  • August 4, 2016 at 7:39 PM
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    Thanks for reading Eric, sometimes we have to face our fears head on, other times we have to heed our intuition and not take the risk.

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  • August 5, 2016 at 3:26 AM
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    Rasma, sorry about that, but it was the type of response I tried to evoke from my readers. Thanks.

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  • August 5, 2016 at 6:07 AM
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    Phyllis, I thought I had replied to your comment, but obviously not..and it was the first too. I am glad you found this spooky. I actually had trouble finding photos I was happy with…selected different ones initially but swapped them when I found these that fit better.

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  • August 5, 2016 at 2:41 PM
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    My gosh, John! Am I that easy to forget? LOL I love spooky reads. And this one goes deeper than just spooky, for it relates to our inner fears usually prompted by indecision. Another inspiration here you provide me, about an unopened door.

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  • August 5, 2016 at 3:37 PM
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    Haha, Phyllis. Sorry! When I saw I had an odd number of comments on this poem I knew I must have missed one. I think I wrote a reply originally but must not have clicked “post comment” so it was deleted. Glad the door inspired you.

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  • August 6, 2016 at 3:07 PM
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    Oohh spooky John, There was a time I may have gone through that door, ignored all the signs intuitively, and in this case literally, as well. Fantastic descriptions, the scuttle on the floor really got me…eek. I guess I would prefer to face my fears in the light. Great piece. Enjoyed it!

    Best,
    Mel

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    • August 11, 2016 at 8:49 AM
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      Thanks, Mel. Glad you found it spooky. Once upon a time I may have ignored all warnings and gone through the door too.

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  • August 11, 2016 at 6:42 AM
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    Awesome, reminds me of my fears as a child growing up in a…….. let’s so a not so productive home. It is good to face ones fears to be able to move forward in life. Every once in awhile you have to stand in front of that door that says “BE SURE!” and put your fear of the unknown behind you and slowly turn the knob…….

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  • August 11, 2016 at 8:50 AM
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    Thanks for reading and commenting, Kurt. Yes, sometimes you have to grit your teeth and face those fears..but be prepared for the unknown.

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  • August 13, 2016 at 8:10 PM
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    John, there is a fine line between brave and foolish. This could speak to a lot of circumstances and choices in life, but as I read, I took it literally and enjoyed that approach very much. Satisfyingly scary. Well done.

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  • August 13, 2016 at 11:43 PM
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    Hey, Chris. Good to see you and thanks for the great comment. “Satisfyingly scary” is a term I like.

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  • July 19, 2017 at 10:52 AM
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    Well written John, I felt I was in a Vincent Price and Peter Lorrie movie, descending into the pit and the Pendulum scenario, the only thing stopping me from deciding to open that door was my hesitant curiosity. It’s something I’ve had all my life. Often times it got the better of me to my surprise. Regardless this poor soul made the choice and should have scurried out there like a bat in hell, alas the fall into the Abyss was his reward, sadly so. Great photos to enhance the scary scene and horror ahead. Kudos.

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  • July 19, 2017 at 3:40 PM
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    So glad you stumbled upon this poem, Vincent. It is one of my darker offerings. I was hoping to take the reader on a short walk of terror. Glad it reminded you of price, Lorrie, Pit and the Pendulum etc

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