Tightrope!

He was certain that this was the correct tree

said it had been so long

his hair had gone face was wrinkled with age

the handcuffs were tight

but the pain gave him the strength to cope

as he faced the tightrope!

 

Felt no emotion laughed inwardly to himself

the judge had called him a insane

that made him well up with pride deep inside

never could relate to other people

a form of pleasure taking their breath away

annoyed he was here today!

 

Had stayed years in a secure mental hospital

content living his perfect dream

wanting for nothing as his victims forgotten

until the doctors said he was sane

the detectives allowed to interview him again

trying to get inside his warped brain!

 

Transferred to a new prison for violent criminals

but it was not his choice of home

able to be pursued to admit what he had done

this was a game he would not play

for he had done nothing wrong was the only reply

that he was a mass murderer did deny!

 

But they persisted coming up with photographs

of his alleged countless victims

one had a familiar face that unsettled his mind

which they spotted the reaction

with more questioning made him at last admit

a connection had to submit!

 

So here he stood before this large sycamore tree

informing them a victim laid below

but it was not true just wanted to get outside

determined he wanted to die

they would never know the secrets of his evil

lifetime mission had to fulfil!

 

Within this depraved being that everybody feared

armed guards accompanied him

as the authorities hoped there was a conclusion

for a family waiting so long

but without any warning he turned aggressive

that went beyond excessive!

 

Taking by surprise held a guard with cuffed hands

crushing the delicate throat

no pleading would make him ever release the grip

with desperate measures was shot

his plan had now been fulfilled silenced forever

the truth to be told never!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Soldier!

He sat alone in the train compartment

it was during war-time

the soldier was on leave from the army

had witnessed the abhorrence

of warfare and his friends lives ended

their funerals attended!

 

As he sat deep in thought became aware

in the seat opposite

by the window a frail looking woman sat

weeping very quietly

gasped certain nobody else was in there

this compartment to share!

 

The light was poor as it was the black out

how cold he now felt

sound of bombs dropping in the distance

already very stressed

could only stare at his unexpected visitor

that he could not ignore!

 

There was nowhere for him to run away

a no corridor train

on this old trundling commuter train

he was stuck here

did not fancy jumping onto the line

this decided to decline!

 

But suddenly the shape distorted

the face became clear

now saw the black eyes glaring

the once human features

changed into a grotesque outline

his sanity unable to define!

 

A loud scream like a banshee wail

made him reel away

running to the left locked door

pounding the glass

as it smashed his flesh was torn

shouting as if others to warn!

 

The train slowly screeched to a halt

station staff ran to his aid

upper body lay over the broken door

they helped him out

in the carriage nobody else was there

to them an odd affair!

 

Later in hospital his wounds tended

he was unconscious

eventually when he was able to speak

nothing could he recall

but in his mind the image did remain

thought was he going insane?

 

From then on felt a vile presence near!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Synthetic Beings!

They were warned but of course never listened

that to develop synthetic beings

could lead to mankind becoming an obsolete item

scientist full of self-gratification

resolute to create artificial intelligence proceeded

telling us they were needed!

 

Excitement mounting as they became more human

made to move and act like us

even more terrifying able to think much quicker

and retain endless knowledge

they can surpass even the cleverest scientific brain

allowing this how insane!

 

Certainly not long before they were integrated

into an unstable society

very short lived the synthetic beings accepted

there was suspicion and dread

initially invented for a subservient role at first

soon their kind we did curse!

 

Able to live with repairs forever no human mess

this creation of mankind

soon treating humans as inferior co-habitants

upon a planet they once ruled

outcast and unwanted now the wars had begun

few living when the fighting was done!

 

Too rapid for counter measures we took their place

our own creation to the death had to face!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

What Favour?

Why he had agreed to help his old  mate

was to return a favour

what favour to this day never recalled

just help me move my gear

to a new flat well seemed a simple task

was he about to be a jackass?

 

Inside the car and the boot was crammed

setting off to find the address

surprised on seeing where he was moving

a huge refurbished asylum

turned into varying sized flats for rent

his at the top a long ascent!

 

That was when it dawned this was a mistake

first the lift did not work

no matter how many presses of the button

nothing would happen at all

struggling to the stairs his arms were full

then it came hard staying cool.

 

Ran back  just as the door closed so annoying

this happened three times

before he gave up having to go up six floors

as he got to the floor level

the lift had arrived first out of breath cursed

as to himself conversed!

 

Down the corridor saw what looked like a nurse

approaching went to speak

but they proceeded to fade and then disappear

his mate had not made it yet

confounded wearily moved to number fifty-one

but actually wanted to run!

 

Dropped the gear exhausted heard heavy footsteps

expected to see his tired friend

coming closer but there was nobody to be seen

yet was sure somebody was close

feeling oppressed the atmosphere seemed choking

with his emotions stroking!

 

Standing afraid to move his mate staggered his way

surprisingly jovial and spoke

wondering why he looked so scared and miserable

struggling to utter even a word

could not understand why he did not perceive

made his excuses had to leave!

 

Almost falling down the stairwell glanced upwards

for a few seconds saw a figure

at the top before making his way to the outside

petrified as he got to his car

promising himself never again to enter within

for he feared what resided herein!

 

Many stories continue to be told about the asylum!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Murdered!

When he had murdered his latest victim the killer

left them to be easily found

calmly he smiled leaving without conscience

making sure he was not in vision

frustrating the police forces leaving no clues

nothing on which to peruse!

 

Cunning and meticulous in methods of murder

certain never to be caught

finding his next victim he watched the woman

get into an expensive car

driving off the forecourt of a luxury apartments

intent on her life to dispense!

 

Already knew her routine parked in the car park

in the office block she worked

he knew where the security cameras were placed

as she got out attacked her

but knowing self-defence broke from his tight grip

then on an oily patch did slip!

 

Falling and hitting her head on a concrete pillar

guessed would not wake again

the murderer angry he had failed drove away

leaving her there to pass alone

still sure nothing was left to be incriminating

in his callous mind debating!

 

As he disappeared from the horrendous scene

though the body lay motionless

the spirit of the woman stood over herself

for a while unable to comprehend

what happened to her as the darkness cleared

and blankness disappeared!

 

She had to avenge her own pointless death

and remove this evil being

the hardest part leaving her earthly body

she felt somebody was near

with no limits of mobility started the quest

and the killer to infest!

 

It was hard this was not her physical body

there were no boundaries

though alone sensed an unseen force close

there was a growing  rage

able to move at will knowing he was near

heard screams very near!

 

Like coming out of a mist into clear light

in woodland saw the beast

bent over a cowering girl about to strike

arm raised knife in hand

how could she stop this murderess spree

shouting he turned to see!

 

Now looking shaken he stared then just ran

following him screamed

scared stopped at the edge of an overhang

you died in the car park

realising her image was discernible to him

his expectations were grim!

 

For the first time he was the helpless victim

the spirit moved forward

then the beast lost its balance plummeting

down into a disused well

at that moment found herself  back in pain

within her body how insane!

 

Still in the  car park but now on a stretcher

being transported to hospital

had it all been in her imagination puzzled

before the doors shut tight

saw a man waving seemingly unobserved

something special had occurred!

 

A petrified woman entered the police station

to report her abduction

and tell them a very strange tale of a miracle

of how she was going to die

when the attacker suddenly stopped and ran

like he was a possessed man!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

The library!

The young librarian had no problems on arrival

to take up her new senior post

this her own domain to run with an assistant

in a rural north country town

charged with the task of bringing it up to date

excited she could not wait!

 

There would be much to do and evenings spent

a huge challenge to savour

hardly been changed since the nineteen fifties

soon her first late after it closed

and coming to the end of the week feeling tired

though happy and inspired.

 

Placing hundreds of books  in alphabetical order

heard whispering from nearby

as a large book shot out narrowly missing her face

falling onto piles of books

years of accumulated dust made her cough and splutter

not a word could utter!

 

Shaken and more than a little disturbed had to leave

running to get some fresh air

covered in this layer of musty old clinging dust

on exiting saw a movement

followed by fast tapping on the  glass window

what it could be did not know!

 

Now understood why her assistant would not stay

would not re-enter that night

could not sleep thinking of what had transpired

what had she seen and heard

returning early the next morning it seemed fine

of a break-in no sign!

 

It went without incident for several more days

chatting casually to the assistant

said it had once been  the towns court and jail

rumours abounded it was haunted

though denied witnessing anything herself

never saw books fly off the shelf!

 

The librarian more confident decided to stay

late into the evening again

with the task nearly completed cleared up

content about to leave

heard a book fall turning in the direction

a natural human reaction!

 

Before her a black mass was quickly forming

what looked like a devil

attacked her terrified screams were muffled

there was nobody to hear

the assistant was surprised to find it unlocked

going inside even more shocked!

 

On the floor by the desk the librarian sat groaning

making no sense at all

when approached retreated cowering wide-eyed

taken for psychic evaluation

was committed to a mental asylum as insane

and there she did remain!

 

This was several years ago no explanation discovered

but we know don’t we?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Mortuary!

The paranormal team secured an investigation

in disused depressing hospital.

Many tales of  experiences in this decaying relic

still littered with equipment.

From a more disciplined and cruel period of care

and complain you wouldn’t dare!

 

But it’s said the torment of the patients lingered on

untold misery within its borders!

The group split into pairs and sent to each hotspot

where staff had witnessed events!

Each armed with a voice recorder and torches

went in to face unseen forces!

 

Down in the basement they approached the mortuary

glad to have radios to communicate.

Entering the large room cold with an unpleasant odour

four fridges directly in front!

Immediately they heard sounds of metallic tapping

and their batteries power sapping.

 

Realising it was emanating from the rusting fridges

contacted the base unit.

As all the crew converged to the active location

a cry of  anguish was heard.

What sounded like scratching quickly followed next

leaving some perplexed!

 

A suggestion was then made for somebody to lay

on one of the body trays.

Shut inside on their own for an hour-long vigil

who was brave or foolish?

Regretting being a volunteer the female got on

the feeling of death strong!

 

Tingling in her legs began to turn to numbness

and a soft voice spoke!

Sounding like ‘ stay with me’ from her left side

this she didn’t expect.

Panic made her shout to be released fast

seeing also a shadow cast!

 

They each decided to leave a few hours early

they sensed a hostile presence!

On reviewing their audio and visual devises

evidence was really clear.

The tapping was chilling on hearing it again

soon after the girl went insane!

 

None returned to the mortuary as their lives fell apart!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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