Desert Highway!

The long straight desert highway

stretched into the hazy distance

putting his foot down to the floor

wanted the freedom and space

had not intended causing trouble

why had he not just divorced

but jealousy consumed his day

the wife too often played away!

 

Lashed out when he caught her

saw lover go over the railings

had only punched him the once

panicking had fled the scene

his wife’s screams cursing him

with his rage had hit her too

regretted it knew this last straw

his whole body tense and raw!

 

As the sun rose from the desert

had that sensation of utter relief

a killer on the run had to laugh

until twenty four hours before

as usual sitting behind his desk

in denial of partners infidelity

now there was no turning back

far too late to backtrack!

 

Above an object was following

certain it must be a helicopter

panic set in they had found him

straining to see where it was

it came low in front of the car

as the UFO crossed his path

lost control and the car rolled

he was knocked out cold!

 

It was now dark when he awoke

the soft sand taking impact

managed to get out a little sore

alone in the dark chilly night air

dazed stood by the highway

mind confused what was real

a patrol car came into sight

within in him no more fight!

 

Returned to face consequences

to find no charges made

man had not died by his hand

but marriage was at last over

she wanting this new lover

did not mention what he saw

yet changed his life evermore

an understatement for sure!

 

It was a few days later he noticed

puncture wounds and bruising

on his body what had ensued

the answers had to be pursued!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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The Dark Tunnel!

The dark tunnel ahead loomed uninviting

on that desolate abandoned railway track

a disused line on an uninviting moorland

so often wished I had not gone out there

weeds grew amongst those rusting lines

walking over vandalised warning signs

no sound except the penetrating silence

too quiet for me to be there all alone

breaking the deadly stillness saw a glow

that came from within the dark tunnel

weird vibrations started below my feet

rooted to the spot unable to make a retreat

out of the archway belching out smoke

came a steam locomotive so large and clear

a shrill whistle blaring falling off the line

could only lay there in a disbelieving haze

it passed me pulling many carriages behind

blinking it had gone was this in my mind

fearfully neared the pitch black entrance

jitters finally over ruled my bold intentions

retreated moving away looking down the line

still unable to take in these images perceived

yet it seemed so real a magnificent sight

a phantom train on a journey into the night!

 

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Never Looked back!

She never looked back on leaving the house

ten years older her hair grey

wore the same clothes as the day she arrived

eyes now cold and empty

also carrying the same battered brown suitcase

mascara ran down her tearful face!

 

Early before the light strolled into the distance

later neighbours reported hearing

raised voices in the evening and during the night

but nothing to indicate the scene

stating nothing unusual they were an odd pair

but for each other appeared to care!

 

No witnesses came forward who saw her leave

walking away upon that fateful day

no idea who she was nor what happened here

only the cries of his mother

discovering the body of her beloved perfect son

knife in his chest the foul deed done!

 

A detailed search and forensic examination followed

but there was never proof

of her identity no DNA fluid samples or fingerprints

were ever matched to a human

it seemed as though the woman had never existed

to this day the gossip persisted!

 

Who was she and where from still unanswered!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Missed!

He missed that touch and sound of her soft voice

as the coffin was lowered into the grave

why had she died the autopsy was inconclusive

suicide was on her death certificate

married for five years his childhood sweetheart

never thought so soon they would part!

 

There by his side their son who was distraught

just turned eighteen they were close

his eyes viewed the casket as he threw a rose

just before reluctantly leaving

unable to accept she would take her own life

this he knew of his wife!

 

What had happened repeating the question

over and over in his mind

she worked hard too often away on business

never spoke of her own job

as it entailed secretive government contracts

concerned she had to hide the facts!

 

Shattered receiving that middle of the night call

worried from her had not heard

tried to phone countless times but got no reply

leaving earlier with a kiss and touch

promised that she would be save while gone

knew she was positive and strong!

 

Mentioned a car on several occasions had followed

closely behind while out and about

but brushed it off saying it was nothing of concern

expressed anxiety but said do not to worry

on reflection recalling how sinister her voice tone

surely the dangers should have known!

 

Told the police when questioned soon after his loss

mentioned his fears and what she said

nothing was done believing she had taken her life

closing the case and filing it away

he was certain she had been silenced for a reason

eliminated for what they classed as treason?

 

Or  uncovered information not for public consumption

sealing her inevitable death or just his  presumption

laying in their bed turned to where she always laid

knowing her spirit was there but still very afraid!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Watching!

Just sitting watching the traffic flow

for a second everything became slow

thought must be tired after last night

recently had eyes tested were alright

did not notice anything more until

my girlfriend seemed not to stay still!

 

Assuring me she was static looking at me

could not understand why this did not see

then after that everything became so crazy

for me each day living started to be hazy

worried that maybe I was going mad

with these events it could only be bad!

 

It made me question the reality we live in

those nagging doubts of society did begin

are we part of an endless electronic game

from then on nothing ever seemed the same

what is the truth of this Earth we inhabit

with a sickening dread where do we all fit?

 

Is this growing trepidation only in my imagination?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Maiden Voyage!

From its moorings the liner headed out to sea

the decks and shore filled with people

cheering loudly happy and excitedly watching

en route on its maiden voyage

no hint of the horrors that would materialize

to this day many still agonies!

 

The truth behind the sinking still in question

as yet another theory emerges

an uncontrollable fire in the ships coal bunkers

was raging when it left port

prestige and money outweighed human cost

as hundreds of lives were lost!

 

It is surmised long before the departure date

the fire was originally discovered

the task would be no problem to extinguish

but the bunkers were full

nobody knew when the initial ignition occurred

as the twists and turns of fate stirred!

 

Even as the excitement increased for passengers

families tearfully saying goodbye

there was no visible sign to an innocent throng

the deception continued on

the ship set off on its only voyage and into history

leaving that lingering mystery!

 

Too many unanswered questions remain to this day

unease of what really happened

never goes away as more hidden evidence discovered

what is yet to be brought into sight

will it ever be known the veracity of that fateful night

full disclosure of these souls true plight!

 

 

That is a question there is no certainty can be resolved!

 

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Mates Flat!

The surroundings of his mates new flat

were certainly unfamiliar

how they got back was a real mystery

waking up on the lumpy couch

needing to find a toilet for an urgent pee

but it was difficult to see!

 

No idea where the bathroom was situated

hitting furniture with bare feet

unable to detect the light switches as well

eventually blundering there

relieved stared at a mirror above the sink

saw his mate in a blink!

 

Spinning around nobody was in there with him

he ran out the taps turned on

hitting every surface saw his mate sprawled

half on and off the king size bed

a naked girl laid there by his side both asleep

head filled noise of a mournful weep!

 

This shocked him into waking up hang over gone

alone in the lounge no girl for this guy

never lucky with females just got far too drunk

clothes scattered sat in underpants

on the settee a seat cushion suddenly depressed

heart missed a beat in chest!

 

Could not see anybody yet an impression visible

shivering it was though no longer alone

quickly jumped up as arm was gripped so tightly

had never been here ever before

knew at that crucial moment his life was at risk

an exit needed to be brisk!

 

Without any care though nearly nude ran

to the door hoping it would open

a distortion within the dim light faced him

with a tug of war with the handle

it suddenly sprung open was hurled back

hitting the wall with a whack!

 

Seconds later a force threw his body outside

bruised stood looking at the entrance

there was a blackness so dense had to recoil

then the door slammed with a bang

never moved so fast in his life into the night

with sickening and fearful flight!

 

On the news a days later heard two discovered

both found dead in a bachelor pad

too afraid to come forward lived with unease

often wondered why his life spared

what malevolent entity had been in that dwelling

innocent life for some reason quelling!

 

Now each day was a challenge would it come for him?

 

Regretting ever going to his mates flat?

 

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Impulse!

It was on impulse he stopped he thought

this thundery night as the rain fell

in a blinding lightning flash was certain

something was standing ahead

that moment of dread overwhelmed him

certain this was no imaginary whim!

 

Had only one pint with a meal an hour ago

was feeling fine until now

decided to drive on the car would not start

then all the electrics failed

now really scared he just watched the storm

another flash closer a shape did form!

 

It looked like a woman in a white nightgown

long straggly dark hair

soaked the head bowed standing in the road

thinking she was distressed

yet that gut instinct was telling him to stop

this was but a false backdrop!

 

Another loud thunder-clap and bright flash

now stood close to the bonnet

head was raised exposing a grotesque face

skeletal in its appearance

at this shocking image there was no escape

what really was the monstrous shape?

 

Frenzy overwhelmed him he was trapped

pulling at the door handle

until his hands bled he started to go mad

another flash nothing was there

until he sensed movement from behind

for his fate was resigned!

 

With an almighty clap of thunder he knew

it was with him in the car

nobody heard his muffled pitiful screams

as beside him the thing sat

his heart and mind could take it no more

as the rain outside did pour!

 

As daylight broke the storm had abated

a passing farmer found him

lights and engine running on the roadway

glancing in saw the expression

of terror slumped pale staring wide-eyed

he was all alone inside!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Alerted!

It was the swinging hallway light flex

alerted him all was not well

as he waited could not feel any draft

just wanted to leave now

in his girlfriends house always scared

though this he had not shared!

 

He loved the sweet girl he met at college

not her parents Victorian house

always gave him a cold chill as he entered

knew it held a dark secret

always glad to leave its oppressive grip

always tasting blood on his lip!

 

Relieved to see his beautiful girl ready to go

breathed again outside the door

that crawling sensation of being observed

from the attic window lingered

was always afraid to raise his head to see

scared made him want to pee!

 

Had to be love surely to face the daily ordeal

but one day had to tell her

it had become an obsession he could not hide

to his surprise she felt it to

since she was very young had feared the night

always afraid to turn off her light!

 

From under her bed she often heard scratching

a clawed hand gripped the bedding

sometimes mum told her to turn the light off

then it stood in full view

often she screamed and her parents came

for a time with her did remain!

 

But in the end when nothing was ever found

said it was just her imagination

so had to face it on her own until it attacked

violently grabbing her arm

pulling and ripping flesh on skin exposed

the truth at last disclosed!

 

They were sitting in a cafe telling her story

even here he was afraid

as she explained they had to seek refuge

in a neighbour’s house that night

as the family fled from their own dwelling

what would happen no foretelling!

 

Before they could re-enter an exorcism

on the property performed

for a while all seemed to be normal again

but the hauntings returned

then realised she was the one possessed

had come to feel blessed!

 

Shaken these words he could not believe

but in the corner booth

her face became grotesque his soul lost

silently the teenager left

leaving the corpse sitting as if sleeping

neck broken heart not beating!

 

Nobody noticed the pretty girl leave alone

innocently talking on her cell phone!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Halloween!

The night the dead rise from their graves

entering earths fragile domain

our emotions are raised to frantic heights

for many fun to scare each other

not believing evil has really been freed

upon their souls it doth feed!

 

Today all hallows eve is fun for children

who wear costumes depicting

ghosts monsters creatures of the night

going to houses to trick or treat

to receive sweets now a social event

without any malicious intent!

 

But within the myth is there hidden truth

with a heightened probability

there is a sinister reality to these tales

that have been long jaded

that through our long fudged history

there does exist a dark mystery!

 

Maybe wise to remember on this festival

some of those you meet

are not living humans in the darkness

and should take extra care

who you are with and may well interact

it’s not lurking ghouls you attract!

 

On this one night of Halloween each year

pray in your life they do not interfere!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet

 

 

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