White Van!

It had always been a quiet and safe area to live

until that winter’s night the white van arrived

the house next door had been empty a decade

it was a mess untouched since the owner died

under odd circumstances an unsolved fatality

it was said of an exceptional brutality!

 

Very little was taken in observed with curiosity

but thought there was a coffin maybe more

not having night vision binoculars so not certain

decided maybe best to keep my distance

later a dark limousine glided onto the driveway

that early morning felt very cold was Sunday!

 

A year since the new neighbours came to stay

never met them just glimpses in the dark

that icy sensation has remained never warm

my dog has not stopped growling at the fence

always cats roaming in my garden now none

everybody in the area that house did shun!

 

Reluctantly living next door could not escape

never came out in those daylight hours

windows covered never any external painting

becoming a district everybody feared to live

even worse folk of all ages started to disappear

arising from when the neighbours came here!

 

Used to know many families living in the area

but the parents just vanished from view

more disturbing their children came next door

what was going on tried to speak to them

gave blank stares yet none acknowledged me

something was wrong then could not see!

 

It had been such a lovely area born and bred

in the same house but now the only one left

ringed with misery and death so oppressive

since the white van had brought the vampires

how my life had changed keeping a step ahead

not wanting to become another undead!

 

Had a enough with friends decided to fight back

who were interested and believed in the occult

while searching the internet for information

had found a site of a vampire slayer named Tia

from that initial contact the alliance was created

determined to stop the living being desecrated!

 

The confrontation would be long but we must not lose!

 

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Occult History!

Being at university was such an achievement

all the studying had paid off

even got her first choice it snapped into place

to study her chosen subject

occult history feeling she had been born before

was desperate to learn more!

 

Belonged to a group many would think a cult

that did not worship God

she had mixed thoughts so had been cast out

wanting to research herself

knew she had powers was able to communicate

with the unseen and translate!

 

The deep-rooted awareness made her vulnerable

so consumed in her own awakening

had not anticipated a satanic cult existed here

were closing to draw her within

their established grasp as it was part of the fabric

an ancient evil and influential click!

 

Led by the principal who had ruled the teachers

students to had been gathered

even as she settled into her studies sensed trouble

this was when her true powers

began to formulate into a force for enlightenment

born to bring society into alignment!

 

At the time this was her first test to face the evil

here she met a special teacher

was selected to be a guide and spiritual mentor

not part of this embedded sect

young and susceptible not realising danger near

others would follow her path here!

 

Born to bring back love respect and peace to billions!

 

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Unnatural!

He was only thirty-two when he disappeared

from society loved and respected

devoted in his research of the paranormal

part of an investigation team

of the occult and aliens who explored together

properties or sites said to be haunted

by evil spirits or strange creatures or beings

that many reluctantly admitted seeing!

 

Had uncovered connections between aliens

and governments hidden agenda

delving into it with his usual enthusiasm

made his friends begin to worry

especially those who ventured out with him

to known and unknown UFO hotspots

on this particular trip he decided to go ahead

as the area was dangerous to tread!

 

A message said he had arrived and to meet

at a diner a few miles to the east

they had all their equipment in their truck

departed their base at twenty thirty

could not make any contact after that time

on arrival his car was not there

nerves were jangling so they decided travel

to the location the riddle to unravel!

 

This was a risk as it was a military owned site

no unauthorised personnel allowed

with caution they neared the forbidden zone

to their horror found his vehicle

burnt out still smouldering in the desert sand

yet of him they found no sign

but could see three lights in the clear starry sky

of human origin would have to deny!

 

Wanting to search the area but this was hampered

as vehicle headlights came into range

their own safety was now at risk so had to leave

with a deep sadness headed home

with no explanation of  what had happened here

or where their close friend had gone

no matter how they tried information was denied

what secrets from us all do they hide?

 

The unnatural mystery still remains until this day

but the group continue to carry on the fray!

 

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The Band!

Excitement was high as the growing audience

waited with anticipation

for the heavy metal band to come on stage

known for outrageous shows

and their interest in occult and devil worship

it would be the ultimate trip!

 

Ferocious Beast name of the six member band

came upon the large stage

with a crescendo of sound and flashing lights

through thick dried ice smoke

leather clad with black menacing face paint

starting without constraint!

 

Into their set the band pounded the loud music

soon the mesmerizing voice

of the bewitching lead singer reverberated out

everyone listening was hooked

as if hypnotised by the clear words and tone

for them the seed was sown!

 

Huge speakers broadcast every syllable and notes

to the audiences willing ears

demonic images flashed onto viewing screens

at a pulsating high-definition pace

as cowled figures mingled amongst the throng

the intensity became strong!

 

Into the night the passion excelled to fever pitch

physically and mentally exhausted

they collapsed as the band left the stage in triumph

their message had been delivered

bedded into memories of the fans and believers

who had been welcome receivers!

 

The band moved onto their next awaiting disciples!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

All Hallows Eve!

Visiting a friend for dinner was an unusual quest

because contact was lost long ago

apprehension because she was just a school mate

who was happier in her own company

why had she decided to contact after all this time

as she never thought of her as sublime!

 

Remembering nobody liked her believing in the occult

everybody thought of her as weird

truthfully the rumours were she was a black witch

naturally the other students shunned her

so Lyn was the only one to make any contact at all

that fact she certainly did recall!

 

Why now had this invitation come through the letter box

how had angel the name did not fit

find where she lived changing her name when married

but there was a desperation in the words

a nagging curiosity the only way to satisfy was to go

but scared as she would be solo!

 

The date was interesting for the meal Hallowe’en

which added to her uncertainty

but decided she had to see if angel had changed

being it was years since they spoke

the address was not easy to find in heavy rain

making her eyes ache with the strain!

 

At the end of a row of very old cottages she saw

the most dilapidated one of them all

even more nervous parked in front on a verge

walked up the dirt and muddy path

the dangling overgrowth touching her face

made it a much quicker pace!

 

Getting to the front door angel was patiently waiting

dressed in a long black dress

making her look older especially with long hair

for a moment she saw an old hag

then back to normal she entered the front room

noticing in a corner a witches broom!

 

The table was laid near to the open roaring fire

in contrast to the outside plot

pleasantly surprised at the welcome received

began letting her guard relax

the meal was soon served with plenty of wine

now glad she had come to dine!

 

Forgetting it was the night of All Hallows Eve

could never conceive the outcome

becoming very warm tired and light-headed

never admitting to being drunk

talking like bosom friends with gusto laughed

obliterated her fear of witchcraft!

 

Soon the midnight hour chimed on the clock

in the hall as Lyn fell asleep

now the cold made her shiver was it morning

unable to move her arms bound

to posts sticking up from the damp wet ground

with a clear chanting sound!

 

Numb with the penetrating damp permeating

her now naked flesh they came

black-robed figures surrounding her closing in

just able to make out markings

certain she was in the centre of a large pentagon

sensing her life was now done!

 

One stepped forward and crouched by her head

pulling back the hood spoke

though it was hard to see recognised the voice

it was angel the evil witch

glad you came tonight to become our sacrifice

raising a knife her heart did splice!

 

Now more unspeakable monsters filled the circle

as angel screamed with pleasure

let the celebrations of the witches night begin

as Lyn’s blood soaked into the earth

her body thrust onto the bonfire the devil rose

dancing around the victim they chose!

 

Hope you are not scared to death on Halloween!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Castle!

Not until the early morning did they reach it

the small sparse camp site.

In this small mountainous  european country

both eager to get set up.

The castle towering above them really high

seemingly blending with the sky.

 

Neither would admit they had been drawn here

neither believed in the occult!

Hearing stories from many sources so curious

simultaneously suggesting a holiday!

Now the castle was real not a picture as before

they began to feel unsure!

 

Difficult to sleep for was left of this warm night

an underlying dread persisted.

Getting up as dawn broke breathing pure air

discovering nobody else was there!

Certain other tents had been pitched on the site

apprehensive of their plight!

 

As though compelled found themselves on a path

that twisted towards the castle.

Flying above were large black screeching birds

adding to the now surreal scene!

There awaiting them an elderly man in a long coat

as they walked over the dry moat.

 

Who was polite and showed them into a large room

beginning to wonder what was happening.

After some time nobody came they decided to leave

puzzled retraced their steps.

As they approached the impressive grand staircase

in anticipation increased their pace!

 

As if on cue he almost glided down to confront them

tall pale and really very thin!

Hypnotizing them motionless he drained their blood

as they joined the undead!

As if it were a dream back at the tent packed it away

home now on humans to prey!

 

The Master was certain he had chosen well?

 

The Foureyed Poet.