Slogans!

Before entering were confronted with slogans

large sprawled letters still dripping

seemed like blood on the vandalized entrance

put on their guard the trio

had no idea what to expect within structure

graffiti was on every wall

even on doors and the rubble strewn floor

a pentagram added to the decor!

 

Urban explorers found the isolated mansion

recently told about its existence

without any facts only vague information

started to investigate the rooms

full of bravado unaware of the dangers here

it was dark within a foul odor

hung heavily in the stale air they inhaled

as up the rickety stairs scaled!

 

Flooring unstable dust made them cough

cracking sounds was it natural

or did something wait in the shadows

whispering came from a room

nobody was within a ceiling fan rotated

yet there was no electricity on

after they nearly fell through the ceiling

upstairs was no longer appealing!

 

In the basement to blood was spattered

they had a bad feeling here

symbols on the walls and a cracked mirror

a ghastly face for a second

was seen glaring back at them panicking

made their desperate exit

falling onto the overgrown grassy pathway

their humility on display!

 

Sweating but shivering with cold and fear

feeling they were being observed

every sound made them more paranoid

in all their travels never before

sensed such dread wanting to get away

yet as they stumbled confused

recounting that image in the mirror seen

was terrifying and obscene!

 

They were found delirious on the roadside

none able to communicate

as the truth of their experience did hide

with morbid curiosity knew

they had to return as it had petrified them

life was about thrill seeking

often travelling all over the world to explore

an online audience wanting more!

 

On a camera that image was safely stored!

 

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Plane!

Had never been down this road before

a clear humid day  few clouds

noticed a plane ahead flying so slow

that for a few seconds stopped

surely that could not be it was illogical

had heard about it did recall!

 

Saw a video thought it must be C.G.I

so he had seen it for himself

but actually never thought one day

would see a real one hover

ran off the road hitting a sandy bank

under the car a worrying clank!

 

At that moment he was concentrating

on what looked like a plane

a further shock awaited it vanished

a clear sky it was not there

had to get out of the passenger door

nothing was there anymore!

 

On his own could not share this moment

watched as another plane rose

from the isolated desert airport close by

took outs binoculars from the boot

zoomed in on this craft it seemed blurred

no sound at all could be heard!

 

Quickly got his phone had to try and record

as it passed silently overhead

the shape changed from a plane to saucer

but fading from his direct view

it morphed back into a its original outline

what he had seen could not define!

 

Sent the images he captured to a website

that explored unexplained sightings

hoping somebody may have an explination

from that day was perturbed

at what was flying in the skies everyday

and the unknown forces at play!

 

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Text!

The smart phone loudly whistled in her handbag

indicating she had a message

thinking it was the boyfriend sending a text

was very eager to read it

found two creepy anonymous words written

her pulse did quicken!

 

It just simply read “Fear Me” what did it mean

glancing around suspiciously

at everybody she could see in the noisy bar

most were dancing or drunk

kept the text from the group but stayed close

inside was becoming morose!

 

As those around became evermore inebriated

began to feel really isolated

she received another message “You Look Nice”

this put her into a hyper state

sounds and actions bombarded her senses

increasing preservation defenses!

 

Unlike the rest of her friends was not drunk

at first thought it a prank

now seemed to be more sinister a real threat

those feelings of paranoia

began to eat at her rationality had to be alert

or could be fatally hurt!

 

Those once friendly faces had become suspects

she just wanted to leave

the others never noticed her cautiously go

jumped as another text

had been sent reluctantly read what it said

panicky “To My Arms You Tread”!

 

Near the exit she recognised the doorman

had once gone out with him

felt a little awkward every time they met

but had to tell somebody

showed him the text asked him to stay near

thinking the sender maybe here!

 

She phoned for a taxi her ex said he would wait

as it was his break

noticed how close he had become touching

backing slowly away

realised it was him went onto the street to wait

thoughts of the moment to collate!

 

The taxi seemed to be taking a long time to come

a tightness around her arm

hurting knew this was the man she had trusted

forcibly was pushing her

into an alley saying he never wanted them to part

wanted to have a fresh start!

 

Tried to break free from his superior strength

heard a familiar voice call

her boyfriend was here managed to shout loudly

as he came into view the man

let the woman go free into the boyfriend’s arms

ran to his welcoming charms!

 

Together left arms linked still filled with a dread

at what might have been

it would be months before the events could tell

changing the phone number

never venturing back to that once familiar bar

it left a permanent mental scar!

 

Twelve months later the man she had once known

was found dead circumstances unknown!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chance Meeting!

Over the table they chatted constantly

amazing he thought

never seen her in his local pub before

this beautiful woman

sitting gazing in his mind in the bag

maybe a chance for a shag!

 

But that was far from her real intentions

hatred welled up inside

badly treated and hit by her ex-boyfriend

a substance viciously injected

a lethal substance altering body chemistry

and personality drastically!

 

Becoming mutated into a ferocious monster

able to control her emotions

to trap her prey into a feeling of false security

before draining their bodies

of blood and fat then discarding the residue

into the sewers to drain through!

 

In the central police headquarters on the desk

the detective many files he browsed

showing all the remains in the clogged drains

from many areas in the county

with reports yet no clues to their ultimate demise

not enough to even surmise!

 

The sports car wound its way on a narrow track

the woman was driving her car

persuading him that as he had been drinking

it was safer as she had not had one

in her favourite spot parked it was isolated

not realising his life was fated!

 

The infatuation blinded his vision and sense

every thought was being controlled

she then transformed into her true form

snake-like fangs pierced his throat

instantly paralysed so was death body drained

only the shrivelled shell remained!

 

Coldly disposing him into a remote sewer

moved on to find another

composed roared off in her sports coupe

a new breed of human beast

soon to be another file on the full desktop

no answers to make it stop!

 

A mysterious assailant pursued injecting more humans!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

The Lighthouse!

Isolated on a small island within the ocean

the lighthouse stood

a tapered pillar raised up to the heavens

detached from humanity

with that haunting magnetic fascination

their all filled with damnation!

 

Weather conditions often gale force winds

battering the structure

torrential rain and thick impenetrable fog

a lonely abode for one

rules in the last century a three-man crew

to share work and Seaview!

 

Weather became poor just before Christmas

sea spray swirled all around

in this lone beacon and claustrophobic space

a supply ship unable to sail

leaving the men to cope on depleting stocks

waves lapping high on the rocks!

 

Over a week before the conditions improved

enough for ships to sail

as the supply vessel neared noticed no light

a navy cruiser came by

the two crews met puzzled on the small dock

of this situation to take stock!

 

A naval rating was dispatched up the path

for their first contact

unable to rouse anybody returned to base

two ratings and a relief keeper

were tasked to search the mystery tower

for human life and why no power!

 

It was very quiet main door was not locked

entering walked upstairs

to the living quarters a half eaten meal there

nothing was disturbed

the sleeping rooms empty beds none used

at the odd situation perused!

 

Soon up into the lamp room plenty of paraffin

to run the magnified beam

it seemed too normal and no clues to be found

also around the perimeter

nothing was found no indication for the event

or any criminal intent!

 

The captains concluding the search mission

concerned at disappearances

unable to find an explanation left two men

the relief keeper and a sailor

the rest returning the mystery to report

and with superiors to consort!

 

After a comprehensive prolonged enquiry

and many more full searches

no bodies to this day were washed ashore

remaining one of the seas

most intriguing unsolved riddles in history

truly an eerie mystery!

 

Countless theories on their fate implied

yet the truth time has defied!

 

THe Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

The Location!

The location manager from the film company

had been tasked to find a property

and she did in a lonely part of the countryside

which fitted the requirements

uninhabited for years built-in its own grounds

no worry about modern day sounds!

 

Needed for the main set in a television movie

about a serial killers life

just another job finding what they needed

proud of her search skills

satisfied when she fulfilled her part of the plan

and the producer a happy man!

 

The day arrived for the crew to prepare the set

noticing how spacious and isolated

with the stark foreboding house in their sight

but with too much to prepare

got on with the lighting and dressing the set

a deadline for them had to be met!

 

Director and assistants were touring the building

even then while setting up

everybody was jittery and equipment was moved

or damaged inexplicably

experienced technicians were becoming bewildered

as a presence now stirred!

 

The large house was  to be the killers own home

where the murders occurred

it was ideal setting with the drab oppressive feel

what none of them had been told

in bizarre circumstances five people had died here

this fact was not made clear!

 

Actors were brought from make up for rehearsal

it started well until action call

the sound crackled and screaming was recorded

as the main lighting lamp exploded

showering them with hot glass creating a mess

and unbelievable stress!

 

It was only by luck everybody was only shaken

not a single person hurt

as they checked to see if it action had been caught

on the monitors in another room

by the two actors a woman came into the shot

now baffled at what they got!

 

She was certainly not seen by anyone at the time

the building was evacuated

security did a sweep to see if there were intruders

at the bottom of the stairs

heard a thud and cry as if somebody had tumbled

and at the feet were crumbled!

 

Nothing was there though a dark stain appeared

outside the director paced

urgently considering what was their next move

contacting the film’s producer

at that moment from an upper window they saw

a person each felt dread and awe!

 

This was short lived as the window smashed

and a figure hurtled to the ground

it was real one of the crew lay at their feet

assuming everyone was out

in the panic a full head count was not done

not realising a missing one!

 

The film crew had never felt so close before

there was nothing else to do

but cancel the shoot and get away from here

the county authorities called

in tears and shock retreated to the canteen tent

their colleague to lament!

 

From a far as they could be looked at the mansion

a cover now over the body

here for less than a day and filming now stopped

yet already in the director’s mind

this would make a great movie on another day

for now in his mind the idea must stay!

 

A year later the film of a serial killer was completed

becoming a financial success

but the director had himself written another script

researching the horror residence

intending to return it had to be made convincing

any misgivings dismissing!

 

He returned with a new crew and a paranormal team

this time the experience was far more extreme!

 

But that is another story to tell! Did it end well?

 

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Unmarked!

Nobody would know what the truck carried

upon the national highways

an unmarked semi blending in with the others

the cab with darkened glass

few would notice it had been armour-plated

in an isolated compound waited!

 

There from a large warehouse men loaded

in hooded protective overalls

radio-active containers into the interior

lead-lined and air tight

guards and cameras watched every move

the commander had to approve!

 

Fully loaded with an illegal cargo departed

alone to join the highway

like a chameleon blended into the traffic

nobody suspected its load

through the dense traffic moving at speed

to its destination did proceed!

 

Not the first trip but one of many undertaken

by a fleet of large specialist rigs

with deadly loads taking the risk of detection

and of the hazards of a crash

but approved by an unregistered department

that had given consent!

 

Never without a covert military escort following

undetectable like the semi trucks

were designed to blend in with any background

they continue the deadly tasks

under the blinkered eyes of unsuspecting public

that had become very slick!

 

Upon the highways they carry their lethal loads

through major and minor roads

from one secret destination to the next roam

only the few need know

beware of all the unmarked semi trucks behind

or ahead and within confined!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Golf Course!

The now derelict hospital had a foreboding look

spread over many acres of land, Located

with a dark history and countless mortality rate

proven cases of experiments done

and the inevitable reported sightings of the dead

and a building not to tread!

 

But adjacent in contrast to the medical institution

was a magnificent golf complex

when old records were checked it was discovered

under the perfectly mown grass

the hospitals grave yard had once been located

causing the whole course to be fated!

 

With the never ending stories and recorded proof

provided by visitors on the tours

and highly respected paranormal organisations

who were permitted to investigate

this discovery was a vast new area for research

even remains of a derelict church!

 

The history of this once house of godly worship

was nowhere to be found in records

yet talking to the dedicated golfers it was hard

to build factual evidence of hauntings

bones had been unearthed even during mowing

as slowly the experiences began flowing!

 

One group knew they had to explore the grounds

it had not been investigated before

permission was granted from the golf club owners

soon they were standing ready

in front total darkness an uninviting emptiness

sensing the foreboding nastiness!

 

Keeping together walked onto the empty golf course

immediately hearing awful cries

in the distance checked with security making sure

the site was not contaminated

by others wandering around though it was isolated

in vast areas noise would be oscillated!

 

The replies back confirmed it was none of them

but they too had heard sounds

with evidence already mounting made their way

to the ruins site to set up base

approaching moving lights blinked rising high

and feelings of somebody walking by!

 

On reaching the location there were no lights

yet an object was viciously thrown

what it was could not be found in the grass

digital recorders were set up ready

to pick up any electronic voice phenomena

that may well there occur!

 

The group consisted of seven members present

one bravely or foolishly offered

to stay and monitor cameras put at hot spots

splitting into two  segments

the hunt began to explore the creepy landscape

with spirits contact could they make?

 

With torches infra-red and thermal imaging cameras

methodically scoured the lush greens

darkness seemed to almost drown them like water

as shapes akin to humans  appeared

for split seconds then evaporating into wispy vapours

instantly to the eye becoming no more!

 

On the thermal cameras the same forms were clear

adding to the mounting evidence

that unsettled sensation never left any of them

during the night spent probing

sounds and movement that could not be explained

harder for discipline to be maintained!

 

As dawn approached they were glad to be leaving

quickly packing equipment away

that last long gaze with the mist in dawn sunlight

giving a supernatural portrait

all with lasting memories of their involvement

each inside feeling content!

 

But were they prepared for what they would find

as the evidence was viewed and defined?

 

The Foureyed .Poet

 

 

 

 

 

Lost!

The couple followed the satellite navigation system

finding themselves by a church.

Derelict and isolated this was not their destination

lost where had they been brought?

The engine spluttered and stopped unable to restart

as daylight started to depart.

 

A little unsettled at first but as the time slowly passed

panic began to overwhelm them!

Isolated here somewhere alien they didn’t know

becoming fearful of their situation.

Reluctantly felt the strong urge to get out and see

wondering where this could be.

 

A noise of rusty hinges grating focused their vision

the chapel doors were open.

A monk materialised with a cowl covering his head

beckoning them to him!

For courage they gripped tightly each others hand

as their muscles began to expand!

 

Unable to withstand the power were forced forward

drawn into the pitch black!

Candles appeared lit filling every corner of the interior

as into their vision two coffins.

Placed in front of a small altar both were uncovered

their bodies inside discovered!

 

An overwhelming sensation of calmness and peace

as if floating they silently laid.

More shadowy cloaked monks were coming closer

staring into their caskets.

At rest a bright beam grew the way ahead so clear

no longer anything to fear!

 

Suddenly loud noises and blue lights were flashing

fire crews were frantically cutting.

To get them both out of their crushed automobile

drips put into empty veins.

Whispering voices saying we nearly lost these two

but for them death was not due!

 

Critically injured they were rushed to casualty

the GPS lay shattered in the wreckage!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Waiting!

Waiting all my life  for that moment

missing out on love

chemistry between man and woman

always that loser

facing each day without the passion

in any fashion.

 

Forever watching and ever regretting

the isolated observer

destined to endlessly recollect the past

as the years ebb away

sometimes happy many times so sad

guilty not to be glad!

 

Knowing others must have this emptiness

that nobody notices

loneliness has no age limit being universal

blundering onwards

a smile an acknowledgement a life line

an encouraging sign.

 

But for some there can be no hope!

 

The Foureyed Poet.