Eel Marsh House
imagine it, unlived in
On An island
once a day
cut off by the tides
the old house
very very grey
only mythical beings and phantoms
dare I say
would even contemplate a stint
by living so far away
normality in gothic times
where afflictions come and go
where history had produced a tale
of a boys death
deep below
the muddy quicksand sadly
the horse reared and the cart
tipped into the waiting ooze
Breaking a mothers heart
that mother died and was buried
her child was lost for sure
the haunting was contagious
the villagers knew more
they had not been able
to save her or her darking son
and thus a darkened aura
Was generally then spun
Children began dying
when a certain Mr Kipps
was charged to deal
with the domain
To go to Eel Marsh House
the paperwork and a chain
of experiences forthcoming
this young man
knew he must
try to sort the mystery
that brought so much disgust.
he had lost his wife
to childbirth
and was ruffled one might say
but made the trip
and investigated
the trauma of the day
the heartache and the suffering
of a mother who had lost
her dear son in the mounting ooze
a truly heavy cost
that clearly played upon her mind
in phantom speak no doubt
how sorry and her sadness
her remorse how it was out
in the house in phantom form
a mother searching she
needed to find her precious son
at the bottom of the sea
Mr Kipps his wife had died
and his son was all he had
he realised to have lost so much
really just how bad
it is to live a life
and found himself to be
Investigating the hauntings
and the wretched misery
reading through the papers
and visiting the need
to satisfy the ghostly search
of the mother who did bleed
where apparitions do occur
his son was sent to be
with him in the village
where the women in Black we see
frequenting the old house
and the cemetery
He found the lost sons body
in the quicksand’s constancy
he took the body back
to where the mothers body laid
and put it in her casket
Clearly he obeyed
his heart and soul
and subsequently
a light spread over all
His own son came to visit him
at the railways station wall.
his emotions were created
when his son walked on the line
with an express coming towards him
Mr Kipps leapt down as fine and dandy
in the shine
of the railway lights before him
taken was he by
his dead wife and his son and heir
Floating towards the sky
his good deed for joining
The women in the black
with her son from the darkly ooze
which won him his family back