Unable!

Gazing at the throng of humanity

he sat unable to understand

tired of such a long turbulent life

the memories still clear

unable to comprehend that need

their desire to proceed!

 

To prolong their lives into centuries

he found after a hundred years

so hard to face always stayed young

as friends and family aged

his girlfriends withered by his side

leaving him when they died!

 

An enzyme within his DNA the reason

his life seemed to never end

had thought often of taking his own life

but felt it was the cowards way

resigned to wait for that allotted day

hoping it was not far away!

 

Got up and faded quietly into the crowds

to a lonely life in his home

prepared it maybe another century to live

with more memories to recall

friends to make and then say goodbye

now use to time passing him by!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

House! The Beginning!

Alone neglected the house was stark

empty for years unwelcome icy cold

silent nothing moved it looked dark

with a faded sign reading house sold

whether night or day there is no telling

what was in this despicable dwelling!

 

Noises had often been heard from inside

even the stagnant air had a foul smell

what did this house have within to hide

could it be another gateway to hell

oozing evil this was an abomination

they entered with a deep trepidation!

 

Trees were rotten everything had died

yet these fools still the house defied!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Unexpected!

She had been a social worker many years

though there was more pressure

found it rewarding visiting senior citizens

concluded knocking on a door

her last visit of the week was unexpected

then no problems detected!

 

Remembered visiting the elderly lady before

recalling she was very frail

contact had been lost this was an urgent visit

to see if she was in distress

with no reply had a master-key to get inside

thinking she must have died!

 

Entering and calling the elderly person’s name

got no reply looked around

as if by instinct went into the small lounge

sensed she was in there

unprepared for the sight that would greet her

a primal fear within did stir!

 

She sat in a big armchair staring straight ahead

pale but appeared well

but it was several feet off the cream worn carpet

the room was cold a smell

made the social worker feel ill it was sulphur

everything after was a blur!

 

Awoke with a jolt as a soft voice close by spoke

shaking saw the elderly lady

who looked concerned and offering a cup of tea

the room looked normal

now in the armchair asleep a black cat did lay

quickly leaving could not stay!

 

From then on certain she was being followed

yet could never see anybody

her report did not reveal what she had seen

thinking she would be ridiculed

but could not forget what she had witnessed

making her feel more stressed!

 

It was a few days later her manager contacted

to inquire who she had seen

the lady mentioned did not live at that address

nor did anybody else

the property had been destroyed by a bad fire

an explanation did require!

 

Nobody was found within the burnt out shell

it was an unsolved crime

no culprit or evidence of arson had been found

flagging major concern

of course she could not give any information

causing her consternation!

 

Her mental health deteriorated she became ill

before long was committed

unable to accept that she imagined the event

now constantly medicated

yet still that feeling something evil was nearby

making her want to scream and cry!

 

Trapped in the single cell within her own hell!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Apartment!

No matter how many times he told them

somebody was in his apartment

the police searched and found nothing

in the end he was treated crazy

until neighbours reported a fracas there

finding his body dead on a chair!

 

There was the sign of disruption everywhere

items thrown around the room

the body was unmarked but looked scared

as if he had died of fright

eyes wide open the mouth to as if yelling

why for now no telling!

 

It was an old tenement building in the area

used by countless people

since it was constructed a century before

frequented by gangsters

inevitably a brothel of unseen degradation

for the girls a living damnation!

 

But in recent times converted as a residency

for the elderly of the city

there had been complaints from other tenants

but thought the first mortality

with no clues to what had happened within here

but unnatural was clear!

 

The rooms were cleared and then redecorated

ready for the next tenant

it was not until the lady who had just retired

had settled in she noticed

odd sounds like somebody tapping somewhere

saw someone sat in her armchair!

 

Unnerved by this enquired with her neighbours

told her about the deceased man

being open-minded she tried not let it linger

that was until later that night

waking to find a hunched figure sat on the bed

this really filled her with dread!

 

The buildings owners only wanted rent money

without any interest in problems

the stories of ghosts just a disgruntled tenant

until this corpse was found

played down the situation after all he was old

their total attitude cold!

 

The retired tenant a few days later pack a bag

walked out leaving everything

never said anything but was seen to leave

looking confused and frail

all her clothes and personal effects deserted

by something pressure exerted!

 

The strange occurrences spread to the corridors

even visitors were knocked down

and some were dragged by an unknown force

this was caught on a camera

that had been put there as a human detector

not to catch a ghostly spectre!

 

Residents stayed in their own space it continues

nobody talked about it much

the apartment had to be cleared once more

now no tenant stayed long

the noises screams and bangs eventually ignored

but the phenomena soured!

 

After a very violent occurrence action was taken

a paranormal group was contacted

it was well reported some fled in pure terror

one disappeared the other

for months had resided on a psychiatric unit

what was here so evil and illicit?

 

This has yet to be assessed as none would tell!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

A Poltergeist Came haunting!

It was just an ordinary semi-detached house

in the poorer part of the borough

mum and her four children struggled to exist there

but the situation was to get worse

one day without warning a poltergeist came haunting

to the family would become daunting!

 

Bangs and voices seemed to affect the younger sister

tapping in walls and on doors

yet it was claimed nobody was about to create it

shuffling noises objects moving

built the terror for the family coming out the blue

soon a nightmare to live through!

 

As the weeks past the incidents become persistent

the story reached the editor

of a leading national paper who sent a reporter

and photographer to the scene

sceptical at these claims of ghostly phenomenon

rest for them all would be none!

 

While the photographer was present items flew

a small plastic brick hit him

above the right eye brow which bled marbles to

yet on developing nothing seen

the beginning was August nineteen seventy-seven

when the police called the girl eleven!

 

The mother reported furniture had been moved

during a search the police woman

said she was sure a chair had slid across the floor

after trying to recreate the incident

had to admit it was a mystery on what occurred

maybe something unnatural here stirred!

 

So the activity continued onward into another year

an investigator showed interest

he was a member of paranormal research society

drawn to the case as he had lost

a child the same age and name as the troubled girl

all his energy did hurl!

 

Soon a writer came too thinking here was a story

a truly lifelong skeptic

together spent much time keen to investigate

one with true intent and sympathy

the other first for the story but then interested

but their patience would be tested!

 

At times were certain the girls were the creators

moving and hiding objects

even making some of the sounds they were young

they saw the younger girl levitating

also witnessed by a school crossing lady and baker

it was a mind shaker!

 

In total disbelief saw it through a bedroom window

yet many thought it was a hoax

the game changer came when the girl then spoke

in a deep old mans voice

but even then many said it was herself creating it

but the facts did not fit!

 

The voice sounded as clear even after several hours

many recordings were made

eventually said its name was Bill and died in the house

told them he had passed

having a haemorrhage and going blind before he died

in a chair their shock could not hide!

 

Because soon after had a call from the son of this man

confirming it was all true

name where and how his death occurred was accurate

there was pressure applied

a decision made the girl needed a psychiatric assessment

nothing was wrong the final judgement!

 

Though thirty years ago opinions still widely divided

on the truth of this unique case

and is still a mystery that has never been resolved

all the children are still alive

though the activity by late seventy-eight had faded

still not completely ended all felt invaded!

 

An ongoing open question do ghosts and spirits exist

many paranormal minded thinkers persist

finding evidence even the sceptics find hard to scorn

opinions on fact or fiction greatly torn!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Peninsula!

To the family from the city the air was fresh

clean without the diesel smell

the spectacular sea views the land tapering

down to golden beaches

of the ever approaching isolated peninsula

staring out of their car!

 

The day was drawing rapidly towards dusk

the sun was setting fast

tomorrows forecast another lovely hot day

at last saw the cottage

weary after the long trip just wanted sleep

down the final lane so steep!

 

Soon as the sunset parked in an allotted bay

alongside the thatched cottage

glad to be here at last unloading their luggage

eager to get settled within

noticing the lighthouse a short distance away

somewhere when bored to stray!

 

Their first night was restful to tired to care

after nine when they woke

in these new surroundings of fresh sea air

absent of traffic sounds

their teenage daughter Jess was first up

in the kitchen dropped a cup!

 

Rousing the rest out of their sweet slumber

soon the smell of fried breakfast

filled the cottage making it feel more homely

setting them up for the fray

that would be an eventful twenty four hours

as events their holiday sours!

 

Mum and dad wanted to go and get groceries

from the nearby village store

but Jess and Paul wanted to see the lighthouse

knowing the kids often argued

were reluctant but eventually agreed to leave

from their parents had a reprieve!

 

As soon as they had gone noticed an emptiness

putting it down to being old

when the back door opened then closed scared

decided it was time to go

a little spooked not wanting to stay anymore

the lighthouse then seashore!

 

Nearing the tall structure made them feel small

straining to view the top

where the beam of light shone to protect ships

from coming in to close

both saw somebody waving at them frantically

as far as they could see!

 

Then it was gone blinded by the rising morning sun

arriving at the base

a notice by the entrance read tour’s start from ten

it was locked nobody there

but who was that standing at the top of the tower

they witnessed in that hour?

 

Exactly at the time stated a young woman arrived

and opened for tours

she was surprised to see two kids without parents

health and safety issues

told them without an adult could not let them in

asked was somebody else within?

 

Surprised said no so told her what they had seen

happy to talk about the history

that a lighthouse keeper a century before saw

a ship coming onto the rocks

the light had gone out on this treacherous coast

so with flares stayed at his post!

 

But the passenger ship hit the rocks many died

women and children to

though a hero in the storm fell to his own death

until this day a mystery

why the beam failed and keepers untimely fall

a mystery that did still enthrall!

 

Soon people were queueing to be shown around

so knew it was time to leave

they wanted to go down to those sandy beaches

but on the path the sand blew

yet nowhere else as if their passage was thwarted

so the sea walk was aborted!

 

Fed up and bored saw their were parents returning

stood waiting at the gate

a breeze passed them and footsteps were heard

walking up the path

afraid to turn mum got out of the car calling them

just before mayhem!

 

Wanted help with the shopping as dad was busy

as they were walking up the path

saw a showy shape looking out of the open door

that none of them had been near

all three stopped and yelled in a loud unified cry

rationality it did defy.

 

Dad came running at the shouting to find out why

as the three backed away

to afraid to go inside reluctantly went to the door

then he noticed the sign

this was the home of Tom bell a lighthouse keeper

it is said taken by the devils reaper!

 

He had no idea what this meant as a rasping voice

told him to come in

ashen walked down the path guiding his family

telling them to get in the car

and drove away at speed leaving their effects

here embedded lay many dark secrets!

 

Evil had been awakened by the family’s short stay

from its influence could never get away!

 

The Peninsula

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Occupant!

The house was drab with a ghoulish feel

the occupant invited her in

a rather frail lady using a walking stick

she was nervous being new

should have support from a senior nurse

but alone would have to converse!

 

who had been taken ill at very short notice

the patient had just come back

from convalescent home living here alone

the duty of the district nurse

was to check dressings and complications

including well-being of patients!

 

Though looked quite well was rather creepy

imagining her as a witch

that thought was not helped as a black cat

strolled into the large room

wanting to get on tried to see the dressing

but now had begun stressing!

 

What a first case to have been assigned to do

the room was extremely dingy

curtains were closed her anxiety was high

eventually the task completed

cleared up and was prepared for an exit

when the lady said why not sit?

 

Offered to make the nurse a tea or coffee

for showing such kindness

shaking just wanting to run then the clock

chimed loudly she jumped

making excuses turned to run and tripped

over the cat her head clipped!

 

Got up a trickle of blood from a small wound

ran down her now pale face

a little dizzy managed to leave glancing back

the elderly woman stood

staring out in her arms the dreaded cat

the enthusiasm had gone flat!

 

Walked away out of sight back to the car

blood dripped on the uniform

decided it best to return to the surgery

but then lost consciousness

awoke by her loud mobile phone tone

very cold and still alone!

 

A fellow nurse rang to see if she was alright

said no need visit the patient

whose address she had minutes ago left

until she saw the time

on the large man’s wristwatch she wore

it was now twelve forty-four!

 

She had been here over two hours asleep

not thinking it was the fall

her friend said the old lady had died

last evening at home

trying very hard not to scream aloud

in her hands head bowed!

 

What had she seen it was so surreal

in her interior mirror saw

the wound and track of dried blood

how her head throbbed

there was nobody at all in the street

sat firmly in the car seat!

 

Petrified called her boyfriend to come!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Club!

The club was built on a slaughter-house site

where death was embedded

in eighteen twenty-one the hauntings began

soon as the wooden structure

opened for business visitors felt the chill

many became violently ill!

 

Voices were heard flies often filled the air

nobody understood why

did tainted blood washed down the well

on the ancient burial ground

cause the disturbances in the night spot

did it cause a man to be shot?

 

Before long more murders took place inside

some put down to drink

others were not se easy to find the reasons

in the twenties booze was band

in america prohibition was being enforced

by the feds strictly endorsed!

 

Violence escalated as gangsters profits grew

those opposing disappeared

eventually it was forced to close left empty

used by squatters and worse

devil worshippers found it ideal for rituals

breaking every holy rule!

 

It remained like this until the nineteen eighties

when a musician a venue

refitted it to his own country music design

the first manager it was said

became possessed by an entity in torment died

sinister shadows roamed inside!

 

Female screams often chilled many party goers

flying glasses and furniture

that moved without any human intervention

began to give the establishment

the wrong publicity the owner and staff wanted

soon with ghost hunters confronted!

 

Now to this day paranormal groups are certain

the activity is credibly real

has not diminished within spirits and demons

are there resident inside

one of the most haunted dwellings it is said

that fills most visitors with dread!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Camp Fire!

On that chilly cold moonlit autumn night

friends sat by a camp fire

to keep warm and tell ghost stories

the lads full of male bravado

natural sounds amplifying the mood

the language loud and crude!

 

The group of five now eagerly waited

for Tom the eldest to start

then a distant flash of light lit his face

showing a monstrous outline

flinching backwards yelling in surprise

watching with suspicious eyes!

 

In a quiet voice his macabre tale began

five years ago on holiday

with my parents and younger brother

decided to explore a cave

over slippery and sharp rocks we scaled

at the entrance exhausted exhaled!

 

Outside of the cave  hot with a sea breeze

but within dark and menacing

both faltered being reluctant to venture in

not wanting to be called scared

into the natural chamber we ran side by side

footsteps echoing it was ebb tide.

 

Unaware of time wandered into the unknown

deeper bats were flying around

my brother wanted to leave to me adventure

there was a sound like moaning

in the dim light movement a few feet ahead

of course I had to onward tread!

 

My brother froze afraid to come with me

a few paces on there stood

what looked like a skeleton dressed in rags

coming towards me then vanish

turned grabbed my brother and we ran fast

on the cave wall a shadow cast!

 

It was not ours the sunlight did not come within

but now it was flood tide

the water was rising higher making it a hazard

cutting ourselves on the rocks

being afraid the monster would follow us back

our courage now did lack!

 

Our parents more concerned about our injuries

so no mention of our fright

a wolf  howled on cue as he gave a final evil laugh

the only other willing to tell

was Jack the youngest amongst them at seventeen

who was chirpy and  keen!

 

As he said his first words the wood sparked loudly

and a flame shot in the air

a sudden noise nearby made his voice quiver

last year while out walking

on my own after a heated row with my girlfriend

wanting our relationship to end!

 

Saw a car ahead on fire as I drew near exploded

glancing inside there was a body

nearby an injured woman lay semi conscious

carefully checked how she was

then called for urgent assistance to the spot

moving her from the car it was hot!

 

They soon arrived and I went to guide them

but as the ambulance stopped

the crew got out and asked what was wrong

in disbelief said about the car

both looked puzzled following their gaze

nothing was there but a faint haze!

 

Abruptly stopping as there was like footsteps

yet nothing visible the fire went out

one week later a search party found the five

four were pronounced dead

a faint groan was heard from one Jack

he was rushed quickly back!

 

It seemed the other four had died of fright

what had done this during the night!

 

Jack never woke up again to tell them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Reported!

It had been reported the battlefields were haunted

even video and voice recordings

captured for everyone to listen to and actually see

here many had met a violent demise

were thousands in mass graves still together lay

from the civil war to this day!

 

Drawn by the immense scale of an awful conflict

fellow countrymen on opposite sides

intent on inflicting mass slaughter in a civil war

could their restless spirits fight on

to the present time those traumas ever replayed

the orders still being obeyed!

 

The area vast people drawn with morbid interest

wanting to explore the scene

some maybe have psychic abilities most do not

yet all sense something is here

soldiers seen moving covertly through the bracken

yet nothing there when tracking!

 

Some are videoed giving evidence to be shown

physical contact to reported

pushed and hit yet nobody was visible to the eye

some even in a battle scenario

re-living an event that upon this ground occurred

cannon and rifle fire also heard!

 

The vast array of what is called paranormal evidence

continuous to confound the experts

those who admit they do not believe cannot explain

this lingering oppressive atmosphere

hanging over land where more than fifty Thousand died

their stories forever denied!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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