Empty!

An empty room of an innocent design

is this a true vision

joined molecules making the illusion

of reality in our minds

the existence we live is but a dream

just a download stream!

 

What else could be in that same place

another dimension coexisting

that vibrates at a different frequency

maybe spirits haunt time

those who have passed yet earth-bound

their peace still to be found!

 

How often have you heard noises or flow

as if you are not alone

whispering voices like there is a presence

moments of panic inside

as if you’re being watched a cold shiver

standing there you quiver!

 

Overcome by a growing sensation of dread

that in the dark an entity

lurks ready to pounce or your soul possess

turning all the lights on

hiding under that warm protective duvet

maybe for the first time you pray!

 

But a thought maybe it’s not an evil ghoul

could your guardian angel

be near to protect your soul keep you safe

on your own personal turf

in that emptiness you want to reach out

shivering your actuality in doubt!

 

Each of us must have those personal moments

alone that maybe you could

reach out and touch an unseen waiting hand

sometimes a comforting feeling

but nobody is certain of what fills that space

our very being to embrace!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Neighbour!

How quiet without his neighbour anymore

though they had been ill

it was not a shocked when she passed away

strange noises again he heard

to him unsettling because nobody was there

not that he was aware!

 

Relations came to clear out all her belongings

yet something still remained

nearly a year before the house had been sold

a couple bought the place

glad for the company but certainly not to go in

sensed bad things about to begin!

 

Always weary of the seemingly nice old lady

neighbours for many years

yet never went into her house too afraid

often could see a man lurking

yet she had never been married that he knew

had left a nefarious residue!

 

Even the thought of noises he had listened to

made his chest feel very tight

never found out the cause of the loud chants

or emanating screams of terror

called the police who just ignored his concern

made his stomach churn!

 

After several calls did come to speak with her

but did not go inside

from then on it got worse heard a man’s voice

as if knowing he complained

many nights lay listening in fear of his sanity

and the blasphemous profanity!

 

His conscience would no longer let him rest

must tell them of the neighbour

knocked on the door wondering what to say

at first there was no reply

then the door opened the old lady stared back

he collapsed with a heart attack!

 

Only a short time later the couple returned home

aghast to find him deceased

with no idea of dead eyes watching them both

later they entered their house

the door still locked to them all was tranquil

until a presence they could feel!

 

That night the screams and awful noises began!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Presence!

Its ominous presence created a nightmare image

situated on land near the sea

a nuclear power station had been completed

but the cost spiraled out of control

dogged with mishaps many rumours had spread

filling the locals with dread!

 

Dark and dismal built on the site of an old house

that was reputedly haunted

this thought was enhanced when local employees

told of accidents from within

power surges water level leaks during inspection

on tests before the grid connection!

 

Blighted this facility that had not been welcomed

once it was known the plans

saw one building demolished and another progress

ringed by high security fences

overshadowing the pleasant nearby by community

that once was a people in unity!

 

But sides had now developed of divided viewpoints

some glad to have employment

others fearful of what lay within its sinister borders

not only from the radiation

an area filled with unexplained and haunted places

where there were no-go spaces!

 

All the opposition to the building had been discarded

completed then the day arrived

it went on-line nothing was mentioned of problems

threats to the locals were made

silence was forcibly maintained as the first mortality

occurred added to the sense of brutality!

 

Alarms were heard increasingly the employees jaded

reporting apparitions seen

bizarre noises and electronic equipment failing

with the risk  of a melt down

being privately owned everything was suppressed

until  it could no longer be repressed!

 

There was little warning of the catastrophic explosion

as the new dawn was breaking

the cooling water had drained and the core melted

trapping the night-shift within

contaminating the mains water supply and ocean

authorities until then had no notion!

 

Radioactive dust quickly engulfed the small township

and surrounding countryside

the outside world were thrust into this ensuing strife

grim remnants of another ruin

on cursed ground towered over them like a fiery beast

upon their souls to eternally feast!

 

Contaminated for thousand of years now guaranteed

hundreds died many more fated

a cause had not been determined an ongoing question

few dare enter this dead zone

those who have said nothing about their experiences

nor mentioned the many disappearances!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

A Poltergeist Came haunting!

It was just an ordinary semi-detached house

in the poorer part of the borough

mum and her four children struggled to exist there

but the situation was to get worse

one day without warning a poltergeist came haunting

to the family would become daunting!

 

Bangs and voices seemed to affect the younger sister

tapping in walls and on doors

yet it was claimed nobody was about to create it

shuffling noises objects moving

built the terror for the family coming out the blue

soon a nightmare to live through!

 

As the weeks past the incidents become persistent

the story reached the editor

of a leading national paper who sent a reporter

and photographer to the scene

sceptical at these claims of ghostly phenomenon

rest for them all would be none!

 

While the photographer was present items flew

a small plastic brick hit him

above the right eye brow which bled marbles to

yet on developing nothing seen

the beginning was August nineteen seventy-seven

when the police called the girl eleven!

 

The mother reported furniture had been moved

during a search the police woman

said she was sure a chair had slid across the floor

after trying to recreate the incident

had to admit it was a mystery on what occurred

maybe something unnatural here stirred!

 

So the activity continued onward into another year

an investigator showed interest

he was a member of paranormal research society

drawn to the case as he had lost

a child the same age and name as the troubled girl

all his energy did hurl!

 

Soon a writer came too thinking here was a story

a truly lifelong skeptic

together spent much time keen to investigate

one with true intent and sympathy

the other first for the story but then interested

but their patience would be tested!

 

At times were certain the girls were the creators

moving and hiding objects

even making some of the sounds they were young

they saw the younger girl levitating

also witnessed by a school crossing lady and baker

it was a mind shaker!

 

In total disbelief saw it through a bedroom window

yet many thought it was a hoax

the game changer came when the girl then spoke

in a deep old mans voice

but even then many said it was herself creating it

but the facts did not fit!

 

The voice sounded as clear even after several hours

many recordings were made

eventually said its name was Bill and died in the house

told them he had passed

having a haemorrhage and going blind before he died

in a chair their shock could not hide!

 

Because soon after had a call from the son of this man

confirming it was all true

name where and how his death occurred was accurate

there was pressure applied

a decision made the girl needed a psychiatric assessment

nothing was wrong the final judgement!

 

Though thirty years ago opinions still widely divided

on the truth of this unique case

and is still a mystery that has never been resolved

all the children are still alive

though the activity by late seventy-eight had faded

still not completely ended all felt invaded!

 

An ongoing open question do ghosts and spirits exist

many paranormal minded thinkers persist

finding evidence even the sceptics find hard to scorn

opinions on fact or fiction greatly torn!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Locomotive!

The steam locomotive glistened motionless

in the railway museum

as visitors clambered in the driver’s cab

handling the large levers

children’s sticky fingers touching so keen

upon this magnificent machine!

 

From a different age of public transport

countless numbers travelled

holiday makers hard pressed commuters

during those days of steam

preserved by railway preservation groups

restored for the fun to recoup!

 

The engine resprayed in its original livery

pride filled the workers

bad luck followed it from scrap to grandeur

accidents had dogged progress

even when being taken off the flatbed truck

moving it in there was bad  luck!

 

Though were professionally trained personnel

that operated the transfer

cables snapped nearly tipping the train over

but through skill was averted

since then six months on much had arisen

creating much division!

 

Visitors had reported a man sitting in the cab

boiler suit and cap smiling

talking to the them seemed to be in control

yet they had no employees

here working on any of the engines displayed

no staff this image surveyed!

 

But after the museum was closed noises heard

as the cleaners worked

described it like shovelling and metal clanging

heavy boots on the floor

even when lights were off that engine shone

something here was wrong!

 

Unexplained incidents happened items fell down

missing visitors and stewards

a feeling of happiness and despair lingered

yet it was the one engine

that everybody who came was always drawn to

the one they wanted to view!

 

It had been a working engine on the main lines

nobody knew its full history

but reports persisted of the friendly driver

maybe who had died

unable to be parted from a life he really enjoyed

his spirit still employed!

 

But there was a strong sense of bad karma as well

did a dark entity haunt it as well?

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

Rusting Ship!

The rusting ship had seen such a lot of action

in the second world war

yet still working as a cargo vessel to this day

many who had been crew

would not go on her again some left stressed

quickly by their own request!

 

For an unknown number who just vanished

no strict records kept

being a family venture around the islands

where large companies

would not go there was little profit to make

the gamble did not take!

 

On a calm early Monday tide the old ship

set off for a week-long trip

the engines sounding like an aging heart

though more irregular

but still doing their job after eighty years

but hard work for the engineers!

 

Always a palpable foreboding amongst crew

even though mostly new

with no work about they had no other joyce

nobody ventured alone

always in pairs the security team checked

every deck they trekked!

 

Above the usual noises always whispering

this was commonly reported

not helping their already jittery demeanor

there was nowhere to run

reaching the storage holds a light flashed

near them an object crashed!

 

Shaken heard footsteps a shape rushed by

but neither waited around

from nowhere a voice shouted you will die

two terrified seamen hid

in the crew galley like frightened children

not tough worldly men!

 

They had a walkie-talkie contacted the captain

informing them of their situation

angry at their disgraceful behaviour told them

to immediately come to the bridge

when they refused headed down to confront

he considered it a shabby stunt!

 

Reaching their position found the door open

but nobody was there

he searched every corner without success

puzzled returned to the bridge

urgently summoned everybody on board

to confront the discord!

 

A frightened bunch now stood before him

as he gave the bad news

informing them a full search must be done

which was not taken well

it was decided unanimously the twenty crew

for safety split into two!

 

There was another it was the second officer

who naturally had to steer

and safely control the aging haunted bucket

the teams searched everywhere

their nerve was under strain as they roamed

without success she was combed!

 

As the creaks got louder and bangs increased

returned to their base

it was clear more of the crew had gone missing

fifteen now sat in the mess

a strong sense of them being closely observed

trapped  specimen’s presevered!

 

Objects floating small like creatures moving about

made some aim to escape

none got far and were gone never to be seen again

frantically the captain called

up to the officer on the bridge by radio no reply

but he could not hear the cry!

 

An unseen mass had already engulfed his body

now without guidance it drifted

towards the shoreline and folk of a coastal town

not a soul left alive on board

the growing  malevolent mass now out of control

depraved seeking every living soul!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Beast!

He travelled the same journey each day

often noticing signs

watch out for deer running on the road

to preoccupied to care

always took usual route to place of work

not thinking anything would lurk!

 

Gathering speed at  sixty miles per hour

found himself confronted

by a beast this the only way to describe it

no choice but to swerve

front end of his car ending up in a ditch

at a very steep pitch!

 

Shaken but not hurt it was hard to breath

air bag restricting breathing

yet managed to open door to make an exit

without even a scratch

the image embedded in his consciousness

what a hellish mess!

 

Darkness had filtered down as the police

arrived closing the inside lane

questions were asked what had happened

explaining he had seen a beast

no choice instinctively turned the wheel

or fate would have been sealed!

 

They wanted to know exactly what he saw

what he related like a yeti

but remembered seeing hands like claws

this they found hard to believe

this was rural part of England their reply

this he certainly could not deny!

 

Breathalyzed him surely he must be drunk

this he strongly protested

of course he was sober leaving them baffled

no other reports had come in

being taken to hospital just as a precaution

still seeing that image of distortion!

 

No physical injuries doubt on his mental state

was of major concern

kept in for observation and psychiatric opinion

at that time never knew

his rest was short lived as detectives descended

those tranquil moments ended!

 

Two serious looking plain clothes officers entered

abruptly into the  side ward

with information on urgent new developments

on the bonnet of his car

deep claw marks consistent with a large bear

this I did not see I swear!

 

More upright like a very hairy ape like man

surely confirming his sanity

here was the proof it was not his imagination

then suddenly shattering noises

mayhem and panic filled the once quiet room

a furry beast came like a sonic boom!

 

The men in his room were thrown like rag dolls

he just managed to escape

what was this thing why was it chasing after him

months passed in hiding scared

the answers he felt certain would be his lonely task

in his own misery bask!

 

But searching the web found several others desperate

seeking the same quest

meeting joined forces to find what the phenomena was

there had to be a reason

for these terrifying events as more began to contact

this growing problem had to combat!

 

From just a few it grew into an organisation and army

as the horrendous truth dawned

not of earth but violent beings of another dimension

who seemed to target individuals

their battle had only just begun to halt the invaders

these violent alien raiders!

 

The alarms sounded there had been another incursion!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jumped!

The delivery driver whistled happily walking

towards the tall block of flats

nearing the entrance was drawn to look up

just as somebody jumped

heard a scream as a body fell turned away

why did it happen today!

 

Reluctantly compelled to see the awful sight

but nothing was to be seen

stunned at this weird event retreated back

everything was peaceful

he could not drive for some time just sat

and feeling very flat.

 

He was not the only one who got a shock

in the flat on the floor below

a young female tenant had heard noises

like objects being thrown

and thuds on her ceiling the light shaking

like something breaking!

 

It had been going on for several weeks

she had been up got no reply

complained to council told unoccupied

no further explanation given

yet it still persisted she was scared

to her nobody cared!

 

Only one present tenant knew more

living in the flat next door

a year before shouting and screaming

and the awful pleading cry

as the wife fell from the small balcony

the images could still see!

 

The husband had been quickly arrested

but there was no evidence

to prove there had been any foul play

was released moved away

yet since then no tenants would stay

something dark here did prey!

 

With many complaints the council acted

sending workers to check

entering with no prior history of events

went unaware into the place

immediately found it a cold atmosphere

certain somebody was in here!

 

In the lounge one workmen took a look

when he heard a voice

then pushed violently out of the room

his mate who stood nearby

swore by the window he saw a female

looking wispy and pale!

 

Taken aback they both decided to leave

running out the door

it slammed shut leaving them petrified

just staring in disbelief

they never returned it remains unfilled

and the question was she killed?

 

The disturbing events still continue to haunt

and the human mind to taunt!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Waiting!

Though it was not that late on the station

the couple waiting for a train

began to notice it was extremely quiet

when they heard a thump

coming from the direction of an escalator

what was happening were unsure!

 

Watching it slowly rumble downwards empty

what appeared to be blood

covered each step they shuffled backwards

just as a train sped through

but did not stop their thoughts confused

suspiciously the vicinity perused!

 

What nightmare had befallen them both here

noticing a poster on a wall

warning travellers to be aware of mutant rats

as they read heard scratching

noises that were becoming louder and nearby

they had to escape or at least try!

 

Then a squealing that was a crescendo of babble

there must have been thousands

surged towards them their only escape the lines

hoping another train did not come

realising why it had not stopped were they too late

weary and in a growing panic state!

 

These creatures were huge and determined to attack

they knew their flesh each desired

still light so were able to see an exit in a rusty fence

squeezing through ripping their skin

their dripping blood leaving a much stronger scent

the rats their compulsion to vent!

 

Quickly blocking the hole with an old fridge freezer

soon realised it was no barrier

with the sheer numbers they soon crashed through

so their next move was to climb

up a rusting fire escape of a warehouse just ahead

out of  breath looked down with dread!

 

From the vantage point could view the numbers

making out the bloody carnage left

calling for help on a smart phone could only sit

saw flame throwers being used

the distinct sound of  rapidly increasing gun fire

in shock both now began to tire!

 

Eventually a harassed voice answered their call

uncertain when rescue would come

it could be a long time or never was the reply

for now glad death had spared them

yet from above heard scratching and scurrying

was the reaper their end hurrying?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Is There Somebody There?

That light touch you feel or temperature drop

uneasy sensations you are not alone

interpreted as possibly a ghost is close by you

maybe the slamming of a door

your heart races that chill shoots up the spine

is it really a paranormal sign?

 

Is there anybody there words very often spoken

what would you do if it said yes

thinking naturally nobody was with anyway

intruders would not let you know

has any ghosts you can recall spoken this way

their presence never want to display!

 

I am sure most have heard unrecognisable noises

this is scary in your own home

most sounds are part of the fabric going unnoticed

some make you become alert

imagination can make you anxious of the unknown

and seeds of fear are overblown!

 

Many believe and are certain to have made contact

with those who have died recently

or long ago either family or spirits they do not know

there are different views on belief

are some people sensitive and psychically connect

and others this notion reject!

 

For the growing teams of paranormal investigators

spread throughout every nation

nothing has been resolved with endless hauntings

with more questions than answers

as more technology is involved to find the proof

will sceptics want to find the truth?

 

I am a sceptic honestly is there somebody there?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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