Open Poetry #40 |
More than the Cat! |
ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
More than the Cat! When working in a garage late, I heard a funny sound, the workshop lift had just begun, to rise up from the ground. Now it was late and only me, should still be working here. To hear the lift ascending up, was very, very queer. I put my tools upon the ground, and ran to find out who, was in the garage late at night, and what they meant to do. I was the only on site mech’, I had the master key. I knew I’d locked the garage doors, so wondered what I’d see. I reached the entrance to the lift, and looked through it’s cage door. It still was going upwards, up to the second floor. I raced up both the flights of stairs, to meet it at the top. But when it reached the place I was, it didn’t even stop. It went back down immediately, though I had clearly seen that nobody was in the lift, now how could that of been? I raced back down and waited, for it to end it’s ride. It stopped, quite empty on the floor, now I was mystified! This lift was meant for carrying cars, controls contained within. The padlock still hung from it gate, to stop folks breaking in. Electric problem, I then thought, so checked the safety switch. The master box was turned to ‘off’, was this car lift bewitched? Mechanics always find the fault, I tried the lift controls in case the switch was faulty and had shorted out it poles. The lift responded normally once I turned the power back on. So who’d been riding in the lift and where did they come from? Nothing that I did that night, would show me any way a lift with nobody, nor power, could act this funny way. This garage also was our home, living in the ‘breakdown’ flat, but now I knew we shared it with more than the garage cat! Ivor G Davies The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past. |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
There were sections of this garage, where none would spend their time. But it seems there's none who like to see true stories told in rhyme! |
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