A Whisper!


The air suddenly becomes icy cold

your breath much deeper now

is the mind playing tricks on you

all is still yet you do not feel bold

just wanting to get out somehow

as your hands now turn blue

the loud thumping is your heart

pounding in an aching chest

imagination or a real event

not feeling very smart

a skeptic that loves to jest

there was a sense of intent

what was this feeling of dread

did you hear a whisper near

had an object hit the floor

were these sounds of the dead

now the meaning of fear

where was that exit door

in this ancient and rustic inn

member of a ghost hunting team

thinking why am I in this place

terrified of the building you’re in

suddenly there is a loud scream

through a window you see a face

your mind dramatically changed

did ghosts exist in the same space

getting out before coming deranged

that possibility tried to erase

is it wise having an inquisitive mind

you never know what you will find!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Mirror!

The room was bare except for a mirror

covered in a thick black sheet

it was a dare that he and his girlfriend

should explore the property

an abandoned country house by a lake

was their biggest mistake!

 

On a winter’s night frost settling they came

ignoring the private signs

reluctantly neared the foreboding manor

with a crowbar gained entry

with only their torches and a frantic prayer

of that room were soon aware!

 

Both were certain somebody went into within

had to explore for themselves

scared but a reaction held onto each other

into the room that was unblemished

no signs of decay or vandalism both wondered

where had they stupidly blundered?

 

A natural reaction together pulled off the cover

the doors behind slammed shut

in the images from the mirror showed a room

furnished candles flickered a fire spat

a monstrous figure came into view stared back

as if was instantly going to attack!

 

Retreating to the doors praying they would open

just as the fiend was lashing out

they opened adrenaline gave them strength

as crashing into objects really hurt

losing their way in the torch-light they feared

beginning to wonder is safety neared!

 

Found themselves now in a glass conservatory

rotting vegetation covered the ground

could see this thing getting ever closer  behind

without faltering crashed through glass

hitting gravel and rolling down a steep bank

into the lake of stagnant water that stank!

 

Managed to get out feeling weak and very sick

had to stop even if it was a finality

but nothing was following it seemed so quiet

the house looked more haunting

as the early dawn light surrounded their vision

reviewing in some pain their decision!

 

Their teeth chattering limbs becoming so numb

knew they had to move or freeze

unsure how safe it was even though daylight

slow progress could here sounds

hoping it was just the wildlife that was nearby

then heard that blood stopping cry!

 

Was the monster hunting them?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bigfoot!

Throughout the world legends abound

of creatures said to roam

remote areas of forests and wilderness

tracks found and foot prints

of huge creatures that are rarely seen

or myths that had never been!

 

Like those searching for proof of aliens

and intent ghost hunters

many seek this allusive beast Bigfoot

in inaccessible places

as keen and devoted like other seekers

in the quest for these creatures!

 

Like many Monster legends millions believe

though tracks are found

the theories usually prove to be a false trail

every country has its stories

the more remote harder to instigate a pursuit

which often bears no fruit!

 

Relentless there are dedicated teams hunting

to capture the evidence

resolute in bringing the undisputable validation

it is real and not a story

danger lurks without communication or support

as Bigfoot goes on being sort!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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