True Sceptic!

A true sceptic she told everybody

got to see it to believe they are real

even when out partying was vocal

figments of people’s imaginations

brashly meaning every single word

as she boldly ranted on undeterred!

 

But like most with their closed minds

she found herself in a dire situation

as her boyfriends car just stopped

chugging to a halt in a small village

certain he had filled the car with fuel

she knew he remembered as a rule!

 

On checking the gauge showed full

why had it stopped they both said

there were no street lights anywhere

no cars passed it soon became cold

foliage in the autumn winds blew

as consternation within them grew!

 

Being late unable to use their phones

decided to see if there was a room

in the pub they were now outside

her brash personality was quelled

as she began to feel unnerved here

there was a strange atmosphere!

 

The pub was very old nobody inside

except for a man behind the bar

whom they had to make conversation

enquired about staying the night

there was a bed had a drink and meal

to her the place had an odd feel!

 

Asked about a phone the landlord

stared at them with a blank look

so assumed there was not one

which was odd they both thought

but tired decided to go to bed

as she was getting a fuzzy head!

 

There was nobody to chat to here

nobody to bore or boost her big ego

so up to a room with a roaring fire

and a quaint four-poster super bed

within having a surreal ambience

for them both a new experience!

 

Slept well so comfortable made love

got up no shower just a jug of water

so just had a quick wash and dressed

odd but accepted these peculiarities

had a cooked breakfast went to pay

at the plastic card stared in dismay!

 

Even the money was not happy to take

they eventually left on very good terms

but thought the car was still a problem

tried it thinking the engine might work

amazed it started on the first key turn

stranded no more now not a concern!

 

Drove away from this weird little village

and home to civilisation they were use to

tried to forget all about that night trip

until in conversation she mentioned it

in that area nobody had heard of a place

just open countryside an empty space!

 

Had to go to find out though reluctant

for the first time she had some doubt

about here own life long scepticism

approaching the area saw a signpost

expected to have site of this hamlet

but with a vast emptiness was met!

 

Her True Sceptic stance had to reassess!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Abandoned!

They stood excitedly eager to enter this hospital

abandoned for decades left to rot

it was their advanced site visit for safety checks

known to being in poor repair

two members had volunteered to venture here

feeling the oppressive atmosphere!

 

Two members were on-call if they were needed

though experienced apprehensive

both putting on protective masks and goggles

because of the toxic asbestos dust

knowing what many witnesses had seen inside

certain it would be no joyride!

 

Freezing pitch black Halloween a few days away

sensed the activity in the air

no power on within the building long disconnected

had their bright head torches

with a map of the layout cautiously they explored

the increasing sounds could not be ignored!

 

Treading carefully on the unstable decaying flooring

stood where a nurse had hung herself

decades before was it imagination or really a shadow

swinging the sound of taunt rope

their breath visible in their torch-light a tingle upon

their cold skin but determined to plow on!

 

Had intended to separate but their unease was strong

out of the corner of the girls eye

saw a sudden motion and pain on her covered back

on examination her friend could see

deep scratches that grew as he watched mesmerized

the phenomena in his mind analyzed!

 

Both excited at the activity yet becoming concerned

decided to retrace their steps

a cry and doors banging came from every direction

it was as though they were targeted

an object in the darkness skimmed passed their heads

this their nerves tore to shreds!

 

Seasoned paranormal investigators fled the building

had managed to take a few pictures

keeping a night camera  running for the entire time

which later with the rest of the team

discovered disturbing unexplained images and voices

giving them for their visit stark choices!

 

On All Hallows Eve set off to investigate this tormented site!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

On Edge!

Strange atmosphere as society on itself encloses

everybody is on edge in society

trust between people is lacking aggression grows

so many acts of terrorism

only days between incidents has got them scared

for this onslaught not prepared!

 

What has changed so dramatically this last year

the poor left reeling perplexed

who is the real enemy hiding within the shadows

ready to harm the innocent bystander

without mercy or conscience

every media outlets twenty four seven repeating

information our sanity beating!

 

What is real anymore as people turn against friends

family suspicious of each other

violence on the streets is growing society unsettled

basic rights are failing for many

what will happen next nobody seems to understand

is  the third world war at hand?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

Automatic Doors!

The automatic doors swung open and then closed

nobody entered the shop

or so the shopkeeper thought glancing across

yet a customer observed

a transparent shape the premises did penetrate

the image in her mind did infiltrate!

 

As a few others shopped browsing in the store intently

no interaction but music playing

she focused her gaze particularly on the middle aisle

as items seemed to levitate

then just drop gently to the floor with an echoing thump

that only made her jump!

 

Backed away alarmed against the main counter with force

knocking over a large display

now drawing the managers complete angry attention

at this unexpected disruption

was unable to explain the mess or behaviour in any way

did not know what to really say!

 

Nobody else had witnessed anything nor shape did see

had fallen over got up apologising

people gathered confused tightly around her petite frame

was feeling so embarrassed

the fact that the goods were strewn around was ignored

with them all only felt discord!

 

Before her saw clearly the shape coming towards them

as it came to a high stack of beans

they crashed to the floor making everybody scatter

then as it entered so it left

through the automatic doors now not the only witness

following her gaze there became a stillness!

 

The atmosphere became unsettled as the doors opened

then closed yet nobody was close by

on examination of the security footage a shape was seen

and the items falling to the floor

but no explanation was determined of how it occurred

a suggestion of ghosts was thought absurd!

 

The woman knew it was true and set out to find out more

as life went on but shoppers were weary now in the store !

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Traffic Lights!

Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway

as the driver approached the junction

lights turned to red so had to brake and stop

annoying to halt at this point

agitation rapidly grew they did not change

fifteen minutes passed very strange!

 

From every direction cars converged at speed

must be a computer malfunction

was the thoughts of those in the car queue

now unable to move anywhere

anger and tension mounted as car horns blared

for this situation nobody prepared!

 

Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated

with no explanation forthcoming

that first vibration made them almost lose balance

followed by the rumble of death

grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended

the wrath of nature descended!

 

Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew

panic spread amongst the people

tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated

in this part of the world not expected

fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end

a site hard to comprehend!

 

Eventually their plight would be in perspective

nothing was recognisable

landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited

from far away explosions

people stumbled about not knowing what to do

and the atmosphere was rue!

 

Everything around him was now a raging blaze

a loud continuous noise

rapidly made him jump back into normality

the familiar nagging voice

ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife

knew there was no real strife!

 

Sweating profusely found himself at the lights

it must have been a daydream

during a micro sleep they had turned green

motorists behind annoyed

the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind

all bad thoughts realigned!

 

Started laughing happy all was chaotically well

his happy demeanor would not last

as all that befell the people in those dark images

back at that specific junction

each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun

that no man could outrun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Untold!

Shouting from within the house was disturbing

terrified screams permeated

the neighbours had been use to frequent rows

but even they were shaken

the police were called but never came for hours

the next day people laid flowers!

 

When the house was entered there were bodies

a massacre the description

yet though eight were found spread in rooms

certain the killer was not there

known for their family feud it seemed overkill

a dread in the community did instill!

 

The house lay empty nobody wanted to go near

there was a dark  atmosphere

from a fun street it became somber and quiet

nobody had been caught

who could do such a thing to in this household

it seemed a mystery untold!

 

During the next year several bodies were found

in random spots in the same area

as those in the house mutilated the same way

all related to the house owners

yet no clues to give any identity to the culprit

no scenarios would fit!

 

Theories abounded gang related or a grudge

passing down the many years

they were from a country vampires lived

cursed for long gone wrongs

had caused some ancient beings to hate

so the generations had to eliminate!

 

Wild stories circulated some were simply fantasy

then as the shocking case

had started one night it all came to a chilling end

a body in a ritual type pose

found near to the street in bushes on wasteland

with a bloody axe in its hand!

 

For some reason not explained by the authorities

declared it was the wanted assassin

so there was nothing to fear anymore now safe

file closed no evidence disclosed

that cloud of suspicion would never go away

something nasty was at play!

 

That house where it all began stayed empty

many thought it haunted

slowly decaying over time others reported

shadowy beings following

wandering around the area few dared go

for animals was a no-show!

 

There is a house in a street it could be near you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

Released!

From the bomb crater the beast was released

the massive explosion scattered

shrapnel and debris outwards at high velocity

and downward deep in the ground

penetrating a long hidden uncharted cave

a hole exposed by the shock wave!

 

With the evacuation and devastation it came

nobody knew of the presence

from below the alien creature had emerged

from long confinement

awoken after thousand of centuries trapped

to the atmosphere hard to adapt!

 

Unlike all the earthbound humanoid species

this being was not carbon based

nor in a solid form looking like a dark mist

blending in with the surroundings

because of our gravity needed a host to survive

buried deep only reason alive!

 

It searched for a victim to enter and control

but the battle raged on

the explosion that had set an evil alien free

sensed few living about

desperate saw a soldier in ruins cowering

soon his mind devouring!

 

From a hunched weary man now stood tall

his eyes lit brightly

a predator filled with the long pent-up anger

could start his quest

walking along abruptly the body just dropped

a bullet in the back stopped!

 

There was nobody to transfer into felt the pain

and the end of life

back in its innate shape hovered over the scene

blending in with smoke

rising from the fires that littered far below

decided it was the moment to go!

 

Into the vacuum of space where it could survive

to wander in search

of another world that itself could easily destroy

settling on passing asteroid

leaving earth to be eradicated by its own hand

as ill winds the fires fanned!

 

With a last thought could do no more damage

than the brutality of the human rage!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Substance!

Everybody is living within this substance

air that we need to exist

but what else lives in this environment

in the mists and clouds

bacteria virus’s alien spores nasty things

that with it danger brings!

 

Life forms existing before humans came

objects seen in storms

flying in our atmosphere unidentified

is it of humanoids design

or from another parallel civilisations

opens worrying implications!

 

In the darkness many become terrified

as it brings night terrors

seeing monsters ghosts shadow figures

in wardrobes or under the bed

engulfing them in a daunting situation

causing their expiration!

 

Orbs floating or more weird displays

of blazing light formations

evil cold voices with no bodies near

glasses furniture or doors

moving as if by hidden manipulation

without rational explanation!

 

Possessions of people by demonic beings

needing priests for exorcism

are there spirits here who have never

taken any solid form

so much with the answers not yet found

what else is earthbound?

 

Be careful who knows what’s around!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Clear E. V. P!

Phil could not believe what he had just heard

as he sat in the cellar

doing a lone vigil it was fine until he replayed

and a deep voice hissed

saying ‘Get Out Or Die! it was a clear warning

edgy the team was informing!

 

Turning on his torch glanced at the surroundings

now with a sense of a presence

other members of the team joined him there

excited at this threatening EVP

their first response since entering the premises

it felt they had met their nemesis!

 

As a collective the fear factor greatly diminished

after all this was evidence

this their purpose for investigating the building

together sitting in anticipation

there was a natural chill in the dank atmosphere

their determination clear!

 

Feeling it was the time to have a calling out session

try to capture more voices

asking questions like is anybody here with us now

are you trapped in this cellar

two digital recorders now used in case one did fail

then heard a pitiful wail!

 

With heightened awareness asked more questions

after half an hour played back

a bang nearby made them twitch nerves tingled

at first there was  nothing a tall

but recorder one a long growl and clear voice tone

‘we are here you’re not alone!’

 

Followed by faint screams a hiss and then silence

but on the second recorder

a mocking voice called out the name of Gillian

somebody gasped loudly

it was their name the voice continued ‘I see you’

had a spirit come through?

 

In a dark cellar only camcorder screens gave light

a yelp of sudden pain

broke the quietness as the girl said her back hurt

a torch was switched on

three long bleeding scratches seen as back exposed

already staining her clothes!

 

There was a growing excitement and consternation

it would be best to leave now

not before one more eerie recording was heard

‘beast’ echoed in a clear sound

just then a stone was thrown bouncing off a wall

and by them closely did fall!

 

This was the point they each decided to exit here

never feeling on their own

it was five am though pleased with their results

actually were terror-stricken

clearing up the equipment just wanted to leave

as a danger did perceive!

 

Though intensive night would be back for more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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