It was a chance sighting for her
passing the quaint pub
returning from a job interview
confident it went well
but it was late and she was tired
yet happy and inspired.
Needing to have an over night stay
this was an ideal place
no need to deviate her route home
pulled into the car park
entering within the pubs inner core
on polished wooden floor.
The atmosphere serene and quiet
soon reaching the bar
enquired about bed and breakfast
to a nice woman there
who said this service was provided
she’d stay here decided.
Plain and simple the rooms unique
four-post beds as well
at that moment felt an odd sensation
had supper and a drink
then went up to retire for the night
now it had become twilight.
As she got in the bed an impression
like a person was sitting
to sleepy just settled in soft sheets
turning off the small lamp
from the bathroom a shape emerged
towards her it surged!
Giggling heard followed by a soft voice
a cold breeze made her shiver
now somebody was beside her face
a gentle pull of the hair
yet was not afraid a female essence
nothing made any sense!
The next morning woke with sunlight
through curtained windows
refreshed showered and dressed
early breakfast and tea
enquired about the room and history
a girl had died who a mystery!
Leaving contented at what occurred
a touch on her back
quickly turning nobody was close by
needing to find out why
had she been drawn here truth to seek
a lost spirit trying to speak?
She knew there must be a return visit!
The Foureyed Poet.