Pensioner!

Just a pensioner not rich worked all his life

paid his taxes owed nothing

entitled to no benefits a proud honest man

at last got his small bungalow

now retired family had grown fled the nest

had until recently felt blessed!

 

Thought himself just one member of society

saved and earned every penny

pleased that day he had got his dream home

no frills but was their dream

sadly he would be moving in this place alone

missed her the only love he had known!

 

Sorry his wife had gone they were never parted

now could not physically share

yet knew her spirit would always be very near

their pet dog they both loved

would be close by his side the day he entered

for a simple life his hopes centered!

 

His two children helped him safely get settled in

but lived some distance away

though not the same was still a contented man

country views no neighbours to close

eased himself into a routine and restful lifestyle

certain he would live here for some while!

 

For months was good walking with his best friend

trips to the nearby picturesque village

soon winter was approaching began to stay in more

unaware of strangers observing

on a cold night snow falling upon sodden ground

the dog heard an unfamiliar sound!

 

Jim had fallen asleep under his duvet oh so warm

barked at the bedroom door

too late the hooded burglars were already inside

burst in to the darkened room

in the intruders muscular leg tiny teeth did sink

then Jim hit before could wake and blink!

 

In minutes the dog lay unconscious by his master

as the bungalow was ransacked

without thought or any respect his home violated

thinking he must have wealth hidden

pissed off stole his precious ten-year old motor car

found burnt out nearby a bloody iron bar!

 

The perpetrators long gone to find another victim

when dad never made a call

to his daughter as usual on the Thursday evening

called the police and headed there

only to be told he was critically ill in intensive care

the children gathered their grief to share!

 

Jim never woke up he succumbed to the assault

now resting with his beloved wife

his loyal mate Tinker who had stayed by his side

recovered who often sat by the grave

missed his kind voice for him would always grieve

and the sticks he threw for him to retrieve!

 

Eventually the thugs were apprehended and jailed

but not before others were hurt

sentenced to twenty-five years in a secure facility

to the victims it was a kind of justice

small comfort for the dad and granddad they had lost

the memories and his suffering too high a cost!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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Tap!

The couple were awoken by a very loud tap

on their bedroom door

it was only two am on a spring morning

almost afraid to breath

this had not happened to them before

but this they could not ignore!

 

Recently moved to the mature bungalow

it stood on the edge of a village

already renovated this their dream home

so this was unexpected

compelled to take a glance nobody was there

a moment of fear did share!

 

The only sounds were of owls and animal cries

returning to bed tried to sleep

holding each other close until the dawn broke

got up to prepare for work

only to find kitchen cupboard doors open wide

yet nothing disturbed inside!

 

Unsettled at this odd sight on a new morning

dressed quickly they had to leave

left for work their circumstances had to reflect

returning after a difficult day

it was early evening both entered hesitantly

wondering what they would see!

 

Tension now replaced the joy of a new home

always felt those prying eyes

sitting for their dinner a glass slowly moved

then shot off the table hitting

and smashing against a newly painted wall

after that bad things did befall!

 

The second night neither could sleep well

footsteps echoed loudly

another tap on the door but much louder

sounding far more urgent

holding each other made no effort to look

as the door violently shook!

 

They were glad when it was light talked

for the first time for hours

she just wanted to go but he said no way

they could not afford to leave

decided cameras may help them find out

as their sanity was in doubt!

 

To save money fitted them with a friend

every angle was covered

put the base unit in the spare bedroom

now all they could do was wait

each morning checked nothing was seen

for several days tapes clean!

 

It had gone quiet had it been imagination

yet the unease remained

on this particular night there was banging

that went on for an hour

suddenly stopping then a muffled scream

so piercing and extreme!

 

Reluctantly ventured into the open lounge

the patio door was wide open

closing it decided to view the recordings

hoping something was captured

mostly blurry saw a shape for one second

were their lives threatened?

 

As the next dawn approached the alarm again

roused them from sleep

troubled by this yet a few hours had helped

now another Saturday

turned the alarm off the patio was wide open

things got worse this day

even with the alarm off it still became activated

both of them frustrated!

 

As the sun shone tried sitting in their garden

even here could not settle

decided to go out but the car would not start

it seemed they were trapped

intently watched the recording from last night

saw a figure come into the lens light!

 

Stood for seconds before thrusting its awful face

close to the camera laughing

no sound but it made their blood run ice-cold

could not sleep anymore

laid on the bed left the door open could see hall

when they heard a female call!

 

Bravely the husband ventured to investigate

without warning was pushed over

a force pulled at his legs his wife tried to help

but did not have the strength

heard his cries fade away staring into the dark

realising her situation stark!

 

Managed to grab her cell phone and dial 911

as she spoke a blurry shape

lunged at her violently she too was taken

leaving a bloody trail

the police arrived searching everywhere

but found nobody there!

 

The bungalow was sealed up and deserted!

 

No doubt somebody will want to venture in!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Pensioner!

The pensioner heard  loud noises in the night

petrified it was a burglar.

But unwisely looked around the bungalow

yet everything was in place.

Except for the open back door all was still

in his lungs cold air did fill.

 

Around his wrinkled neck was a button pendent

for summoning urgent support.

Pressing it hard a young voice loudly replied

he could hardly speak.

Telling him to stay calm help was quickly coming

listening to a faint humming!

 

Shaken by this he sat down on a kitchen chair

staring out into the garden.

He recalled that grave size patch of ground

where nothing would grow.

Often wondering what was below the earth

at this moment felt no mirth!

 

A door bell ring made him nearly fall off the chair

taking awhile to let them in.

A warden and constable who were concerned

thoroughly checked around.

And seemed satisfied everything was fine

further help he did decline.

 

Alone once more it was certainly not the same

until now it felt like home.

Now every single sound made him quiver

and focused on the door!

As it re-opened on its own he now saw

like a shadow on the door!

 

He also had a bad heart this he couldn’t take

collapsing on the grubby floor.

The following day a social worker called

being shocked finding him.

Natural causes the post-mortem revealed

the secret in the ground sealed!

 

No suspicions aroused at how many died

in this council property.

After all they were all getting very old

so just natural causes!

Whatever was buried an untold mystery

somebody’s dark history!

 

Soon another elderly resident moved in!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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The Bungalow!

The burglars had been observing the bungalow

set in an out-of-the-way place.

Smart expensive cars parked on the small drive

but they didn’t observe well!

Certain this would be a profitable break in

their planning could now begin.

 

The bungalow down a long narrow track

owned by a middle-aged couple.

Few knew they were devil worshippers

this the gang failed to find out!

Not digging deep into the victims past

this job would be the last!

 

In the community locals kept well away

from this evil bungalow!

The thieves were only focused on money

they had blinkered vision.

Confident they would not be disturbed

and certainly not heard!

 

The large dark van parked out of view

hooded men approached.

It was after midnight now in the garden

quietly making an entrance.

And dealing with the expensive alarm

it was going like a charm.

 

Though it all changed when they heard a sound

noises came from below!

Ignoring it they proceeded to search and steal

robed figures came from nowhere.

Overwhelming them and taking each by force

dragged to the sounds source!

 

More robed figures chanted from every corner

dimly lit by black candles!

It was some sort a temple with a central altar

the first was put on top!

Gagged so they could not shout or scream

something bright did gleam!

 

The bungalow looked peaceful in the morning

nothing looked out of order.

Guests staying had already gone before light

the couple left for work.

The van was removed from its parking spot

smoke blew from a chimney pot!

 

Unless invited nobody visits the bungalow!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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