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.

 

 

 

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Presence!

Its ominous presence created a nightmare image

situated on land near the sea

a nuclear power station had been completed

but the cost spiraled out of control

dogged with mishaps many rumours had spread

filling the locals with dread!

 

Dark and dismal built on the site of an old house

that was reputedly haunted

this thought was enhanced when local employees

told of accidents from within

power surges water level leaks during inspection

on tests before the grid connection!

 

Blighted this facility that had not been welcomed

once it was known the plans

saw one building demolished and another progress

ringed by high security fences

overshadowing the pleasant nearby by community

that once was a people in unity!

 

But sides had now developed of divided viewpoints

some glad to have employment

others fearful of what lay within its sinister borders

not only from the radiation

an area filled with unexplained and haunted places

where there were no-go spaces!

 

All the opposition to the building had been discarded

completed then the day arrived

it went on-line nothing was mentioned of problems

threats to the locals were made

silence was forcibly maintained as the first mortality

occurred added to the sense of brutality!

 

Alarms were heard increasingly the employees jaded

reporting apparitions seen

bizarre noises and electronic equipment failing

with the risk  of a melt down

being privately owned everything was suppressed

until  it could no longer be repressed!

 

There was little warning of the catastrophic explosion

as the new dawn was breaking

the cooling water had drained and the core melted

trapping the night-shift within

contaminating the mains water supply and ocean

authorities until then had no notion!

 

Radioactive dust quickly engulfed the small township

and surrounding countryside

the outside world were thrust into this ensuing strife

grim remnants of another ruin

on cursed ground towered over them like a fiery beast

upon their souls to eternally feast!

 

Contaminated for thousand of years now guaranteed

hundreds died many more fated

a cause had not been determined an ongoing question

few dare enter this dead zone

those who have said nothing about their experiences

nor mentioned the many disappearances!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Imposing!

It had an imposing image for a new hospital

though in developement accidents

during construction of the district infirmary

even on its opening day

injuries caused by more structural damage

was annoying at this stage!

 

Nothing would get in the way of the progress

prestige pride most of all money

forced the building on no matter the sacrifice

only a few knew the real truth

how it was pushed through breaking the law

not for a second did they pause!

 

The land was not of a suitable consistency

as beneath it had been excavated

some years before an object was retrieved

quickly by an unknown group

who arrived rapidly taking it from the site

in the middle of a summer’s night!

 

Locals were never informed of what it was

or who had whisked it away

rumours of an alien craft and high radiation

were never answered

it had always had a mystical evil reputation

and a strong feeling of intimidation!

 

Nobody would go near the open land in fear

so it caused a huge debate

when the new hospital was then approved

now the day was finally here

its doors were opened and with trepidation

entered with a nervous hesitation!

 

Impressed by the splendour they gathered

in the huge entrance lobby

the medical director was on a raised podium

cynically smiling at them

the commotion was faint at first few heard

soon none could hear a word!

 

Staff not at the opening started shouting

as if warning of danger

screams became shrill as the groups met

mayhem rapidly ensued

creatures like large moths were overhead

swooping as people fled!

 

Grabbing anybody with their long claws

taking them up high

dropping them on to the polished floor

crashing onto the crowd

those who could get out were attacked

beasts with weapons hacked!

 

From the grounds other snake-like things

slid towards those trapped

senior directors tried to make a getaway

found there was no escape

with so many of the dignitaries present

were hell bound sent!

 

As it had begun it ended the beasts vanished

leaving devastation behind

everyone concerned with its creation had gone

the hospital was unsafe

those still alive got away never to return here

a supernatural power involved clear!

 

It now stands abandoned a reminder of events

a grotesque cursed building

that only the foolish would even contemplate

approaching let alone enter

strange sightings and weird sounds reported

sceptics say natural sounds distorted!

 

No explanation for the events have been given

for investigators their curiosity is driven!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Christmas Home Coming!

End of the first year of her university course

now it was Christmas holidays

excited to be going home to see mum and dad

her big sister would be there to

dad said he would pick her up from the station

filled with festive anticipation!

 

Tried to phone home that day but got no reply

getting on the train so worried

the normally quick trip slow in this demeanor

unable to comprehend a reason

she could see that there was nobody waiting

phoning her friend now debating!

 

A hug from her best mate glad to see somebody

they headed home in a car

approaching the road became aware of no lights

pulling up outside was fearful

of what she would find when opening the door

turning the key in the lock unsure!

 

Tried the light switch but there was no power

the street light gave some illumination

made their way to the cupboard in the hallway

where the fuse box was situated

a torch was on the top checking fuses were fine

the electric switched off by design!

 

With the house illuminated everything was tidy

so neat her mums handy work

as if it had been prepared for her home-coming

checked the bedrooms perfect

what was happening had thoughts of slaying

or kidnap nerves fraying!

 

Enquired with neighbours said they heard noises

went around knocked on the door

nobody replied then called the police concerned

but when they came all was quiet

now ready to tear out her hair fearing the worst

in her mind came a word cursed!

 

In the lounge the christmas tree stood in the corner

presents spread around the base

decorations lovingly placed cards hanging over string

just as she had waited to come and see

dad was a history teacher who enjoyed Egyptology

specialising in anthropology!

 

He had been on several archeological study trips

and brought back several artifacts

the thought of this made sense but was terrified

a smell of mould made them both

felt nauseous then she remembered the basement

were none of her family went!

 

But now there was no other choice it held the key

holding each other for comfort

through the entrance in the kitchen descended

the narrow creaky dusty stairs

uncertain of what would greet them down there

taking the guise of an ancient lair!

 

Having to use the torch there were large photos

of pyramids and artifacts

shelfs with real items placed neatly on long tables

the air had that mouldy odour

stifling hot and dusty made it hard to breathe

their calmness gone began to seethe!

 

There was  a strange atmosphere they had to go

as they did heard faint whimpering

aimed the torch there saw her mum and sister

petrified afraid to move a muscle

helping them up quickly left the weird basement

away from that sense of encasement!

 

In the warmth of her best friends car she spoke

of her husbands involvement

with artifacts being taken from ancient tombs

and ignoring the stern warnings

how several hooded figures seem to materialize

their bodies and minds did paralyze!

 

They were forced down the stairs to the cellar

were they took several items

and with the girl’s father went as they had come

leaving them traumatized

helpless they cried uncertain what to do next

leaving them all perplexed!

 

Not the Christmas Home Coming she expected!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Unaware!

The women sat laughing outside the cafe

on a summer’s evening

joyful time with friends having a drink

happy banter relaxing

unaware of the danger now approaching

on their lives encroaching!

 

Down the other end of the long boulevard

they had no idea of a stampede

of people for no apparent reason collapsing

then writhing on the side-walk

where seconds before each stood or walked

many so excitedly talked!

 

Within minutes becoming fiendish beasts

rising to attack anybody near

as more succumbed started on each other

nobody immune to this hydra

ravaging each others flesh the wave moved

all humanity in them removed!

 

The group of women could now hear noises

awful blood curdling screams

and began to feel the frightful stampede

instinct made them stand

dashing inside as the human wave neared

seeing the horror as it appeared!

 

Petrified knowing they would be vanquished

soon helicopters were overhead

it was their blunder that let the toxin escape

from a top-secret facility

fifteen miles from the large populated area

realising it was beyond hysteria!

 

Their only option now to destroy and contain

not knowing how much pathogen

had infiltrated before the leak had been sealed

nor realising a chain reaction

had been created it was now a viral contagion

starting this unstoppable invasion!

 

Peering down upon the abominable growing chaos

in the crews minds their families

who did reside within or very near city boundaries

but  orders had to be carried out

each quietly cursed and prayed for those exposed

for now they killed unopposed!

 

As for the future this they could not predict!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Island Of Hell!

To the Island of hell the five now headed

visiting the long disused prison

stood ominously silent and foreboding

here to investigate the spirits

was said possessed the bricks and steel

what spectres did it conceal?

 

The deceased still walking within these walls

many witnesses had told

of threatening voices from those dead

prisoners there murdered

also several prison officers here as well

on the Island of hell!

 

Long before anything existed on the  land

native american’s  shunned it

knowing it was cursed evil roamed free

but when the prison was built

even the hardened criminals were afraid

on minds and souls evil preyed!

 

To this place the ghost investigation team came

to find out for themselves

if stories and experiences were actually true

none of these truth seekers

were disappointed at evidence perceived

without doubt believed!

 

From recorded messages to those red eyes

feeling somebody near

the moving shadow and light caught on film

in the cell when in darkness

confirming what many others had all faced

the prison had been cased!

 

Set in the busy wide river formed from granite

often shrouded in mist

the famous Golden Gate Bridge easily insight

once a fortress Alcatraz

a reminder of a once brutal and hated history

dares people to engulf the mystery!

 

One more experience none would ever forget!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Sea Fog!

The fog over the sea was unusually dense

to the locals in the small village

that lay on the coast it was ominous

this was no natural sea fog

stories handed down told of a terrible past

of a curse on the people cast!

 

That every twenty-five years came the fog

dense and glowing it would come

when the villagers went in they vanished

as something within took them away

once more a reality not a story being told

there came a breeze so cold!

 

Two hundred families lived in the community

fishermen and their families

the same number for five hundred centuries

they were the trapped ancestors

silently villagers culled in the glowing fog

no sound not even a barking dog!

 

The legend was of the long dead coming back

in the red glowing sea fog

because of what the village ancestors had done

wrecking a ship on the rocks

to plunder and kill those still alive on board

through greed take away the hoard!

 

The few who survived swore they would return

every century to get their revenge

for all the innocent souls taken that evil night

the village was forever cursed

this was the anniversary the fifteenth of December

when this generation would remember!

 

The priest of the little church upon the steep hill

a descendant of the wreckers leader

who was the one that had researched the truth

knowing that under the wooden floor

still lay most of the stolen sailing ships haul

they would return until they had it all!

 

In the fog the long dead walked once more

anybody they met would die

but if you stayed in and ignored the knock

for them they would be well

those who opened the door would perish

no more life to cherish!

 

Alone in the old church the fog for him came

he knew what it wanted

grotesque figures trying to get in his domain

the house of his god

there the priest prepared for his passage to hell

defiantly he rang the brass bell!

 

The sea fog entered as a sword cut him down

at the time the ship hit the rocks

then slowly receded back out to the deep-sea

the bell silent the priest had been taken

for now satisfied their curse was partly fulfilled

treasure not retrieved but the priest killed!

 

The village mourned those who had gone

life there once more carried on!

 

The wife of the priest gave birth to a son!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Cursed Statue!

From the ground an ancient object was gently removed

on an archeology dig for scientific research.

The small statue was buried in a sealed box

writing on it was in fact a protective spell.

Stopping the evil curse being let loose again

that would drive those exposed totally insane.

 

Found in a remote spot created by an alien race

of travellers from a distant galaxy who came here.

Changing the lives of any creatures they had met

the statue contained a suppressed magical power.

Never seen on our planet waiting for release

devised for them to invade forever ending peace.

 

Only one being knew of this monstrous silent plot

his name Janix Kavar a bounty hunter from far away.

Assigned to search for the Zandac’s evil wizards

trying to protect primitive races from annihilation.

Disguised as a member of the archaeological team

infiltrating our species he worked his devious scheme.

 

Janix thought his search would now come to a climax

as in the hands of the group leader the object was held.

Soon he intended to transport out of earths atmosphere

he should have known forces would not make it easy.

The seal was broken they  opened the box lid wide

to their dismay the statue was definitely not inside.

 

A band on his wrist started to hum and brightly glow

warning him that imminent danger was about to occur.

Aware of how this race of beings covertly attacked

he feared the safety of the humanoids about him.

Static electricity buzzed changing the atmosphere

sparks arced in all directions they were here.

 

Armed Zandac warriors stood in front of the group

the dig leader from his jacket produced the figure.

Thinking he had made a deal and went to hand it over

but the head wizard grabbed that magical statue.

A warrior killed him in seconds then just disappeared

chaos now filled the camp site as it rapidly cleared.

 

Janix Kavar had been outwitted once again by the Zandacs

he knew there was a narrow window to find them.

Leaving the scene following them into dimensional space

searching to find them before they executed their plan.

In between dimensions he caught up with this nasty foe

his guidance control found them in very deep snow.

 

There Janix stood ready in the vast empty south polar region

the six were in a circle chanting one wizard held the statue.

Deafening sounds pierced his ears as the snow quickly melted

silently he approached his gun carefully aimed as he neared.

They sensed him close to late each turning in surprise

but Janix was to quick and blasted them grabbing the prize.

 

The statue of unimaginable power now safely in his hand

then into endless time it turned instantly into harmless sand.

 

Another little tale of our planet being saved by unknown forces.

But amongst all the fairy tales, legends and myths. Are there elements of

truth, UFO sightings are increasing not all can be hoaxes. I s this building

up to catastrophic change in mankind’s existence?

What is going on out there?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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