Castle!

Each apprehensive on this investigation

the ghost hunting team approached

the castle foreboding in the half-light

complete with a moat without water

through a gateway of iron and wood

the castle for centuries here stood!

 

Parking in the cobble stoned courtyard

where the executions were carried out

high walls that seemed angled inwards

creating that claustrophobic sensation

nerves already delicate pulses now fast

shadow of suspicion had been cast!

 

Before they had hardly got out of the cars

noises from the battlements

drew their eyes upwards to see movement

certain somebody was there

besides themselves just security on gate

early excitement did create!

 

The atmosphere was depressing and heavy

as they took a walk around

partly in ruins giving a more sinister aspect

descended into the dungeons

dark and damp a lingering feeling of despair

surrounded them everywhere!

 

Faint cries seemed to be coming from within

overwhelming stench of decay

their stomachs churned with a sense of panic

wanting to scream themselves

had to back out of the cramped prison cell

for a moment was their hell!

 

Heavy footsteps could be heard far above

as if of marching feet

now like being in a never ending maze

disorientated they were lost

could hear heavy doors were banging

chains and keys clanging!

 

Though an experienced paranormal group

they started crumbling

fortunately the equipment tech did not go

being in radio control

contacted him to get them free from location

could think of no explanation!

 

The darkness had become so heavy and dense

heard footsteps close behind

walls became distorted surrounded by orbs

that did not seem like dust

onward bunched tightly together faltered

their purpose never to be altered!

 

Feeling weak as their strength sapped away

a familiar voice could hear

and torch beam ahead coming their way

brought them back to rationality

guided up to base to analyse phenomenon

decided investigation done!

 

Had not realised several hours had passed

a dark spirit embedded within

all determined to return far more prepared

as the activity more than foreseen

reluctantly left the oppressive castle for today

not for long would they stay away!

 

Stopping on a nearby lay-by for one more look

even this their nerves it shook!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

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Village!

High on the lonely yorkshire moorland

the village set was built

a long way from their main city studio

an imaginary society

had the feel of a real existing location

not a television creation!

 

When not in use an unsettling stillness

filled the fresh moving air

unseen activity as if life was going on

faint constant whispers

cast and crew aware of a muted sound

their subconscious did hound!

 

Amongst the farm animals beasts roamed

hypnotic glowing red eyes

savage snarling devil dog’s fangs exposed

wandering on the village edge

always in the shadows rarely are they seen

their very presence obscene!

 

Security patrolled quietly as filming proceeded

as reality and fantasy mingled

unaware of the other dimensions interacting

the crew huddled observing

actors becoming familiar characters on action

creating believable interaction!

 

Moments when an image mist or a shadow

that was not within the script

added to the mystique of an enchanting take

that the cameraman or director

could not grasp in the pressure of the shoot

when the schedule was acute!

 

But maybe the fears of any ghostly presence

is not always something to dread

this is just the mingling of nature’s elements

that should be embraced

there undisturbed since the earth was formed

before man the planet swarmed!

 

Do those who venture to this moorland oasis

need to fear the ghosts and spirits

blend and tease those gathered in the village

passing in and around their bodies

everyone prepares for another take to begin

feeling a slight tingle on the skin!

 

The anticipation of the moment is absorbed

as the pressures of a schedule

has blocked any fears of the village ambience

in a vast open landscape

paranormal discoveries remain imagination

with a disconcerting agitation!

 

In the village the filming goes on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Until!

For some years now the group had investigated

many reported haunted sites

on which every member the findings did debate

the many frightening nights

when sceptic and believer too often disagreed

as the investigation did proceed!

 

This philosophy worked well a mutual respect

until they visited the hospital

that had been abandoned its history suspect

with rumours and tittle-tattle

sounds and sightings of  dead patients seen

or the staff  it could have been!

 

This intrigued the groups sense of adventure

and determination to seek facts

with boldness and determination did enter

in the hope of making contact

with members of the local paranormal team

who knew the haunting was extreme!

 

First a walk around to known places of activity

static cameras with night vision

put in areas of  known sightings and negativity

making each move a joint decision

but even on this prelim voices were picked up

creating flutters in their gut!

 

Every piece of equipment was primed and ready

as the small group proceeded

lights were now turned off had to take it steady

and rules of engagement heeded

torches to guide them to the areas of interest

this night each it would test!

 

In the resuscitation room cries of pain are heard

picked up on the voice recorder

screams of a male asking for help clear each word

this nearly created disorder

one female says she has been touched on her face

shaken went back to the base!

 

Passing by the theatres a child’s laugh is so clear

everybody heard this faint sound

followed by an aggressive growl so very near

each suddenly turned around

slowly the few walked towards the trauma ward

an eerie place to be explored.

 

Reported in here coldness and shadows moving

even the double doors creaked

cautiously entering the mood was not improving

as a loud tap made a girl shriek

in the cameras viewfinder a human shape seen

also on the thermal image screen!

 

Then a deep rasping voice shouted clearly get out

the words confirmed on playback

a shadow darted around them in anger no doubt

another group member felt a whack

almost ending on the debris covered ward floor

they could not take any more!

 

Gathering outside by their van in the forecourt

the dawn was beginning  to break

every member shaken at what they had caught

though a long night were wide awake

the equipment still inside they had to retrieve

even the sceptics had to believe!

 

But there would be a lot more surprises in store

reviewing the footage taken

galvanizing them all into coming back for more

the investigation each had shaken

two hours later left to evaluate and contemplate

and their next actions to debate!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Base!

The soldier sat on duty in the guard hut

trying to stay awake

certainly would be in trouble if caught

this a classified base

where many strange items were stored

he was safe they assured!

 

A large object had been delivered recently

covered in tarpaulin sheets

by hooded figures in unmarked uniforms

in the night brought it in

remembering seeing lights moving about

taught not to feel doubt!

 

He knew it was another craft from the stars

this was not the first delivered

to this covert military facility hidden here

out in the barren desert

far away from the public’s inquisitive stare

and media who were well aware!

 

Alone with only his thoughts for company

daring not to speculate

what was far below the ground in storage

or the research being done

he was a private in the military police unit

to protect at all costs his remit!

 

Tonight had a gut feeling it would not be quiet

there had been much activity

preparing for the first perimeter patrol an alert

received an urgent message

on the radio the main fence had been breached

for his side arm he reached!

 

As he prepared to go the rest of the team arrived

in their pick up trucks

just as an explosion came from the base offices

that lead to the facility

glowing objects zoomed in from the dark skies

the action a complete surprise!

 

Within one minute reached the reported section

the ground on fire but no tracks

even more military personnel now assembled

word came of  ferocious action

in the huge laboratories and hangars beneath

the innocent sprawling heath!

 

As they raced towards the unknown enemy

frantic voices warned stay back

as a massive explosion ripped the site apart

brining them to sudden stop

from out of the flames pulsating  orbs flew

making a spectacular view.

 

They were not fired on which made no sense

an odd sort of alien  invasion

even though missiles were quickly deployed

though none actually hit

the soldier wondered what had just happened

was this a start or the end?

 

Instead of fighting their task became rescue

and evacuating survivors

followed by a major clamp down of the site

information was very sparse

but he heard it was a breakout from within

of creatures with grey skin!

 

What secrets was he part of hiding here

this was the first time he felt fear!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

Space Station!

It was supposed to be just another routine shift

on the orbiting space station

as it majestically circled the earth far below

with spectacular surface views

the astronauts within prepared for a heavy day

unaware of what was on the way!

 

Instruments indicated systems were functioning

nothing had been detected

ground control contacted to tell them an object

had been picked up on radar

approaching their position on a collision course

no idea what it was or its source!

 

What concerned them it had just suddenly appeared

to rapid for a comet or asteroid

thoughts loomed of alien activity always a possibility

plans had always been prepared

closer now communications were severed with earth

the escape pod broke from its berth!

 

The crew of eight men and women totally stranded

as the shape loomed into sight

blocking out the intense sunlight then a sudden jolt

vibration as if being drawn

towards this unidentified mass outside the thin hull

as pain filled each skull!

 

From earth’s ground control they could only listen

and view the images on monitors

revealing to them it was a spaceship of colossal size

uncertain at what could be done

if missiles were fired it could create a counter stroke

no way could they provoke!

 

Helpless the object retreated into the depths of space

yet knowing it would return

so far the situation had been censored from the media

how long could it be contained

without knowledge of what events were formulating

earth’s leaders forced into waiting!

 

But for years in secret invasion scenarios created

in anticipation of such a day

these plans were put into action military on alert

for civilisations destruction

limited information was given to the baying media

so as not to cause fear!

 

The wait for the forthcoming invasion had begun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Changing The Rules!

The retail park was bustling with activity

with its shops and restaurants.

Multiplex cinema and a bingo hall to

with vast car parks filling.

Another day of the human daily rituals

nature was changing the rules!

 

Creatures forced into smaller areas of land

unable to walk natural routes.

Until now the largest predator the fox

it’s food chain now depleted.

Turning to man for the main food source

was the next evolutionary course!

 

Cunning living up to a revered reputation

adapting to new surroundings.

The once vast countryside ripped apart

integrating with other species.

Escaped large cats becoming acquainted

their DNA mingled and tainted!

 

Their size grew and instincts heightened

and taste for human flesh!

They now started to roam the park

soon as it became dusk.

A pack  emerged from their hidden lair

all seeing eyes  prey unaware!

 

The cinema busy likewise places to eat

the smell driving them on.

As aggression rises to striking pitch

a lone male late for a date.

Circled and ambushed by each beast

ready to enjoy the feast!

 

Dragging him to their underground lair

where mutants gathered.

Mankind seemed oblivious to this threat

as many more went missing!

The creatures numbers rapidly multiplied

man’s dominance defied!

 

Below the surface the revolution had begun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

From The Edge!

From the edge of the provincial airport

for decades reported sightings.

Of lights activity and unusual sounds

revving engines and voices.

Nothing on the runway could be seen

many felt something had been!

 

Few houses were nearby just open fields

surrounded the neglected site.

Grass grew through tarmac and cement

a long time since any action.

Or the tread of rubber or booted feet

and gardens once so neat.

 

Though visitors said they felt a vibration

as if there was life present!

Each sure there they were not alone

and unable to stay long.

A paranormal group decided explore

behind each rotting door!

 

It had been a world war two bomber base

that had seen much tragedy.

Comrades and planes that never returned

or died when trying to land!

Crashing exploding into ferocious flames

that trauma and pain still remains!

 

Into this deeply sad and charged atmosphere

the investigators dared to enter!

Instantly sounds voices and a green mist

their EMF meters went off the scale.

There was no chance to set up equipment

as a phantom plane was in descent!

 

The group was hounded by phenomena

nothing so vivid seen before.

A female member screamed it went silent

stunned they moved back!

To assess what each had just observed

judgement would be reserved.

 

Overwhelmed certain they were unprepared

deciding to leave early that night!

Knowing without doubt it was haunted here

but even as they retreated.

Everyone heard marching crisp and clear

each experienced fear!

 

Leaving the site scared yet wanting to return

feeling something else had come to!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Haunted Location!

The film crew pulled up outside the location

at that moment felt chilled

no words spoken the fear choked them

it was said to be haunted

the asylum certainly had a sordid history

to investigators was a mystery!

 

As a location this was perfect for their movie

a  scary paranormal tale

soon they were setting up for the first shot

directors and actors ready

to film the first scene within its sordid walls

starting after the night falls!

 

Though no longer used it was safe to work in

from the start noises were heard

even in the late spring air it was freezing

none of them felt at ease

ready for the take the cameras rolled

each shivered with the cold!

 

At the end of the nights long schedule

the footage was reviewed

there were strange shadows and sounds

on the soundtrack!

voices screams and shouting was heard

what in this place stirred?

 

As filming proceeded they became petrified

blurry shapes came into shot

unknown footsteps added to sound effects

an arc light crashed to the floor

in the end everybody refused to go inside

told to go back this they defied!

 

They could not abandon this major project

so studio sets were erected

to finish this big budget ghost adventure

with unexplained extra effects

what had plagued them came along as well

how they could not tell!

 

At the studios an exorcism was carried out

real phenomena none had any doubt!

 

In the decaying asylum the activity increased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Moon!

In an observatory the telescope was pointed

to view earth’s moon

objects were seen coming from the dark side

like flashes of intense light

each seemed to arc towards our small planet

how could this threat be met?

 

Alarmed at these unexplained close sightings

contacting other observatories

who had also seen the busy UFO activity

what could they do

panic spread in the scientific community

what could the phenomena be?

 

Fearful this could be the awaited invasion

a prediction widely held

not just amongst the general population

but also major nations

who in public denied aliens really existed

just imagination they insisted!

 

The moon was so near they nervously gazed

each agency could only wait

hours passed turning into many weeks

yet nothing came into range

these craft were still coming and going

as the tension was growing!

 

Space telescopes and spy tracking satellites

came up totally blank

this was no comfort without clear answers

a threat it could leak

reporters sensed a major crisis being muted

any information polluted!

 

But as the media began to realise the danger

events rapidly took over

security communication systems failed

a silent enemy approached

a defence friend could be quiet no more

telling me the score!

 

Sitting in a deep bunker with the privileged few

as an overwhelming enemy

had attacked the population without warning

and now control earth

sadness filled my heart at this dark hour

as now here I cower!

 

There is a resistant force have just been told

but the aliens are ruthless

my intention is to try and make contact soon

to link up with them

this is my planet to we cannot let them win

my journey will soon begin!

 

Hope my messages somehow will get heard

let me be your link

giving any intelligence that can be released

to keep you informed

my pray’s go to the resistance force out there

please take care!

 

Must sign off for now as the airwaves are monitored!

 

The Foureyed Poet.