Hole!

There is a very deep hole a man has declared

a bottom of which has not been found

perfectly round created not of natural design

as if an entrance to another domain

discovered by a farmer on his vast barren land

surprised discovering it by chance

nobody had mentioned the anomaly was there

as down into its depths did stare!

 

Experimented in trying to detect how far down

the ominous blackness descended

throwing objects to see time for noise to return

that never happened was disturbed

even fishing line to the length of fifteen miles

was not sufficient to reach the base

metal rings went down as far as he could see

it was frightening absolutely eerie!

 

Made him shake felt very queasy on the edge

certain something was crawling

up from this hole to take or devour his being

what could it be where did it lead

had to get away as his mind was overwhelmed

even his horses cried out in fear

ran from this bottomless pit would not go near

sensed an ominous atmosphere!

 

Was the moment of the awakening about to unfold

had he been spared so his story could be told?

 

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Tunnels!

Down into the deep cold dank tunnels

the group headed to investigate

a historic fort on the rugged coastline

protecting the nation for centuries

the ominous granite walls a landmark

what waited for then in the dark?

 

It was to be not only their first visit

no other group had entered

since the fought had been occupied

by soldiers during the war

in the forties its last official conflict

their findings could not predict!

 

Down the stone steps to a bolted gate

three apprehensive men

entering felt the rush of stale cold air

hit their faces gasped to breath

keeping together moved with vigilance

they were feeling intense!

 

Head torches piercing the deep blackness

water dripping from above

walls slimy to touch any sound magnified

in the distance a female scream

loud shouting voices to halted progress

their enthusiasm did suppress!

 

Uneasy about getting lost decided to retreat

as a deep groan then vicious push

made them turn and run in a blind terror

soon back at the entrance panting

feeling safer now pondered their evidence

implications for research immense!

 

It had been picked up by their equipment

this reinforced their commitment!

 

Knew they had to go back into the tunnels!

 

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Under!

Felt a vibration under his feet

relaxing in the garden

a warm day the birds singing

noticed they stopped

suddenly his drink just tipped

over onto the grass

this made him jump held chair

under his breath did swear!

 

From miles away heard the bang

plumes of smoke rose

from a distant volcano it came

then flames and lava to

knew had to get family away

the garden began to crack

rapidly crumbled under his feet

with an unbearable heat!

 

Frightened he picked up the kids

wife running close behind

barely getting off the drive safely

as landscaped collapsed

blackness filled the sunny skyline

their home consumed

an acrid smoke made them choke

no time to lose hope!

 

They were alive many had perished!

 

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Deserted!

The reporter was reluctant to enter the building

where a young woman was killed

during an investigation of the derelict property

from a news television station

had been tasked with following up the awful event

for a prime time news segment!

 

Silhouetted behind her was the derelict structure

the camera zoomed in exposing it

as the lone figure could be seen to be petrified

smiling as only a professional can

talking with faltered steps drew closer to the abyss

wishing this task she could miss!

 

One other with her a cameraman their satellite truck

was parked some distance away

cost cutting meant no engineer was not standing by

the paranormal team were late

so under instruction proceeded into the blackness

surely this was madness!

 

The only light provided by the camera’s bright beam

followed their journey down

dust filled the air soon they entered the very room

where it was alleged the girl died

several doorless entrances seemed like an eerie void

or had it made them paranoid?

 

Broken masonry and glass crunched under their feet

as they shuffled around the room

first a deep moan is picked up on the mike they hear

terror is clearly etched on her face

as the camera picks out a shape but on another sweep

nothing there composure hard to keep!

 

As a voice is heard the reporter smiles calls to somebody

telling the audience of the late arrival

but before this person can make it down to give support

there is a long growl and the girl stares

directly at the camera letting out a scream the feed lost

as the cameraman she did accost!

 

He went on filming as she then pushed by falling down

hitting her head with bleeding wound

lay mumbling with eyes open wide and dribbling

as if possessed the paranormal member

came and helped get her outside to their parked van

sorry he was late not the plan!

 

Shaking out of breath the camera operator rewound

the video tape to the frame

where the newscaster freaked ending up collapsed

shocked to see in a wall mirror

a devil figure glaring back horns and flaming eyes

staring the image him did mesmerize!

 

Never felt so unclean or fear for himself and colleague

with whom also was in a relationship

leaving the investigator to look after Julie drove away

at speed to get to the medical center

with the uncomfortable sensation the evil had come to

a coldness within the van grew!

 

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Route!

As usual he put in the first business postcode

before heading off for the day

into his firms car built-in satellite navigation

just the normal routine

nothing seemed wrong on that early morning

what happened no warning!

 

A good weekend with the family those memories

in his mind still lingered

from the office headed onto the motorway north

to his clients busy factory

he was an insurance agent all claims had to assess

check the damage and mess!

 

Lot of travelling away from home but his own boss

not knowing the route

had to rely on a route finder always got him there

onto dual carriageways

the voice female and posh accent somehow soothing

like a friend he was approving!

 

For a moment the voice stopped maybe a poor signal

map still showed the direction

it was not for long yet when it spoke again it was deep

and a male voice strange

wanting to get to his destination thinking just a glitch

no time for any hitch!

 

Map was still showing the same direction as before

keeping eyes on the road

as the deep tone proceeded with the directions

now decided to stop

at the next service area along his present way

but no exits signs on display!

 

Eventually it narrowed to a single track he slowed

and the voice said exit

in two hundred yards turn left lost had to obey

soon coming to a village

the car came near to a church stop he was told

the place was neglected and old!

 

Stopping looking at the drab buildings and gardens

it began to seem familiar

certainly not where he had hoped to be by now

the friendly voice had returned

make a u-turn as soon as possible then next right

to hear that was a delight!

 

Almost afraid to get out plucked up the courage

yes this was where he was born

but why had he been brought back to his home

nobody was left of his family

they were all laid to rest in the church cemetery

this vivid in his memory!

 

The church door opened and his mum was there

welcome home my son

as she spoke his dad was by her side smiling

it became much brighter

so pleased to see them yet what did it mean

began feeling so serene!

 

Then heard frantic voices calling out his name

flashing lights and discomfort

opening his eyes a mask over his face dizzy

he is awake a voice shouted

unable to move was lifted into the ambulance

then blackness and silence!

 

Please Jim wake up you’re having a nightmare

too much to drink again

you will be late the traffic will be busy by now

rudely made to get up

soon sat in his car on an early Monday morning

into his mind the dream came roaring!

 

Decided after that he would take the day off!

 

The Foureyed Poet.