Tunnels!

Down into the deep cold dank tunnels

the group headed to investigate

a historic fort on the rugged coastline

protecting the nation for centuries

the ominous granite walls a landmark

what waited for then in the dark?

 

It was to be not only their first visit

no other group had entered

since the fought had been occupied

by soldiers during the war

in the forties its last official conflict

their findings could not predict!

 

Down the stone steps to a bolted gate

three apprehensive men

entering felt the rush of stale cold air

hit their faces gasped to breath

keeping together moved with vigilance

they were feeling intense!

 

Head torches piercing the deep blackness

water dripping from above

walls slimy to touch any sound magnified

in the distance a female scream

loud shouting voices to halted progress

their enthusiasm did suppress!

 

Uneasy about getting lost decided to retreat

as a deep groan then vicious push

made them turn and run in a blind terror

soon back at the entrance panting

feeling safer now pondered their evidence

implications for research immense!

 

It had been picked up by their equipment

this reinforced their commitment!

 

Knew they had to go back into the tunnels!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Would never have taken the security post

had he known it was here

filling his vision the abandoned prison

dwarfed his six feet six frame

a history of brutality suicides executions

determined to fulfill his obligations

be rational inside the grim condemned wing

hoped the job no nasty surprises bring!

 

First shift was with a senior security officer

took him around the eery buildings

favored by paranormal groups to investigate

where its said the prisoners roamed

though long dead had departed life violently

their souls unable to rest or pass on

prison guards also within here had perished

their memory deeply cherished!

 

As he toured told of the long paranormal past

the gates now no longer locked

left open eerily quiet their footsteps echoed

on the dusty concrete floor

the power was turned off had to use torches

in a harsh and sparse interior

though in ghosts not sure whether to believe

soon different ideas would conceive!

 

The moment had arrived his first lone patrol

part of his work to keep away

anybody interfering with any investigations

mostly in the buildings alone

had that intense awareness of somebody near

tried but unable to shake it off

heard what may have been a banging  cell door

and shouting voices but not sure!

 

This before the group had even arrived here

really dark and cold at any time

needed the money had to man up he thought

took a deep breath passing through

cells where he knew there had been a murder

could feel depression and fear

glad to be back in the security office satisfied

had confronted the dread deep inside!

 

As a child saw what he thought was a monster

inside his house while playing

just appeared from nowhere ran crying to mum

but nothing was found on searching

parents put it down to a young child’s imagination

not believing him was a life long frustration!

 

Through to his adulthood felt it had followed him

so here he was to face his demon

had told nobody not even his wife nor friends

as the months went by more confident

it was nothing and for all those years allowed

that memory to interfere with living

until that shift brought his reality to a conclusion

there was no longer confusion!

 

Fortunate that he had befriended a psychic medium

there for an event had gone with him

on his rounds and felt there was a violent entity

moving around as a blow hit him

she saw a blurry shape pass through him in a second

he staggered out followed by a loud grunt

she too was shaken and surprised at this experience

at this totally unexpected interference!

 

Now he was not alone at last somebody understood

after that trauma during his childhood

yet was it the same entity that had scared him so

this was the next step he now had to know!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

The Tunnel!

A few foundation stones and a railway tunnel

leading to the once thriving town

was all that remained of this lost community

then the mine was working

floods and torrential rain had taken that away

they perished in mud and clay!

 

Woodlands had grown over where families lived

the tunnel was all that survived

yet something lingered within the dank interior

where few ventured to come

except those intrigued by the recurring events

so frightening and intense!

 

In the tunnel the investigators walked through

every step enhanced ten fold

those stories they listened to and read about

the murder that had occurred

the train derailing passing through the tunnel

acting for the floods like a funnel!

 

A man struck from behind and fell from above

on land towering over the entrance

in the chaos nobody ever caught for the crime

it was said the place was cursed

always thought was a victim of the derailment

until to the police it was sent!

 

An Anonymous letter admitting guilt never traced

this added more to the mystery

how much fact or fiction they hoped to unravel

this during their short stay

the wind whistled through a sound like a stone

from above them was thrown!

 

The two prepared for the long nights investigation

cameras set in strategic positions

one stayed in the tunnel the other roamed woods

where many were swept away

thinking a figure would jump from behind a tree

as lights nearby she could see!

 

But arriving at the scene nothing was visibly there

except some kind of animal tracks

rustling from behind her became more intense

like the patter of small feet

another moving light that resembled staring eyes

was that a baby’s cries?

 

Unable to stay there any longer headed for base

intent on watching the pictures

being received on screens connected to these six

on the one by the tunnel entrance

she saw a shadow pass on the wall directly ahead

her partner actually saw it too

walking in the tunnel  nobody was perceived

being excited and relieved!

 

He thought he heard the pleading cry of a child

before arriving at their base

but that never ending wind still spiralled through

so much evidence to review

packing up the equipment both pleased to leave

a presence they could not conceive!

 

Driving away in the rear view mirror saw a mist rise

the tunnel seemed to disappear

shapes mingled in the dark grey swirl possibly debris

passing the faded town sign post

just as the welcoming hazy sunlight began to show

the thoughts of the night began to grow!

 

They were not alone an unseen entity had joined them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Moon!

In an observatory the telescope was pointed

to view earth’s moon

objects were seen coming from the dark side

like flashes of intense light

each seemed to arc towards our small planet

how could this threat be met?

 

Alarmed at these unexplained close sightings

contacting other observatories

who had also seen the busy UFO activity

what could they do

panic spread in the scientific community

what could the phenomena be?

 

Fearful this could be the awaited invasion

a prediction widely held

not just amongst the general population

but also major nations

who in public denied aliens really existed

just imagination they insisted!

 

The moon was so near they nervously gazed

each agency could only wait

hours passed turning into many weeks

yet nothing came into range

these craft were still coming and going

as the tension was growing!

 

Space telescopes and spy tracking satellites

came up totally blank

this was no comfort without clear answers

a threat it could leak

reporters sensed a major crisis being muted

any information polluted!

 

But as the media began to realise the danger

events rapidly took over

security communication systems failed

a silent enemy approached

a defence friend could be quiet no more

telling me the score!

 

Sitting in a deep bunker with the privileged few

as an overwhelming enemy

had attacked the population without warning

and now control earth

sadness filled my heart at this dark hour

as now here I cower!

 

There is a resistant force have just been told

but the aliens are ruthless

my intention is to try and make contact soon

to link up with them

this is my planet to we cannot let them win

my journey will soon begin!

 

Hope my messages somehow will get heard

let me be your link

giving any intelligence that can be released

to keep you informed

my pray’s go to the resistance force out there

please take care!

 

Must sign off for now as the airwaves are monitored!

 

The Foureyed Poet.