Strike Twelve!

Could hear a distant clock strike twelve midnight

it was now the new year of 2019

all around the explosions and colour of fireworks

she had drunk a lot but felt feisty

just slapped a friend who had become too familiar

it was an annual celebration

seeing in another year with all her school mates

reminiscing laughs and debates!

 

But this time a distinct uncomfortable atmosphere

had to get out of the noisy party

she found herself wondering dark country lanes

it was not frightening alone at first

until the fireworks had ended becoming so quiet

being a town dweller the countryside

was unfamiliar territory without a coat was cold

scared wanted somebody to hold!

 

She could hear strange noises and animals sounds

she guessed that was the explanation

had aimlessly wondered moving away from the party

unaware something nearby was stalking

the cold began to make her shiver clearing the mind

snow began to fall coming to a halt

turned to go back as a spider-like creature descended

from the trees feared her life had ended!

 

Instinct and adrenaline gave her strength and power

ran into a field visibility being near zero

tripping and scratching herself staying by the hedge

could sense it was following close by

how could it grow to such a huge size pondered

to scared dared not look behind

saw a light prayed it was where she had walked out

now filled with panic and doubt!

 

There was no sounds that had become so very loud

reached the garden wall climbed over

scraping both legs to escape the thing chasing her

in pain and bleeding got to the rear door

yes this was the place but now no drunken revelers

going inside the spider had caught up

Just managed to close it thought this thing contained

but a tentacle pierced her skull brain was drained!

 

Awoke shouting her boyfriend trying to calm her down

its alright C J another of those nightmares

never known you to have so many whats on your mind

settling down covered in sweat so real

shaking it off ignored his question but was concerned

having a cup of coffee got a text from a friend

inviting her to a New Years Eve party in the countryside

quickly accepting to her friend replied!

 

For a few moments shuddered thinking of that nightmare

just a coincidence no such thing as giant-spiders out there!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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Petrified!

He awoke gasping for a breath of air

petrified at his dream

in the darkness suddenly felt panic

flicking on the light

calmed down but stayed perturbed

being very disturbed!

 

What had he dreamt of still unclear

why this growing panic

got up his chest tight was freezing

silly unable to understand

it was a nightmare it had gone now

to his own doubt would not bow!

 

Had a coffee to reflect and chill

even on the kitchen stool

had the urge to escape and run

but he was on his own here

in the top floor luxury apartment

his mind about to fragment!

 

In the dim light and rare silence

heard a noise close by

not feasible just himself was here

remembered the image

that had made him wake in dismay

she stood in the doorway!

 

He turned had it been a premonition

that same cold dead stare

a long bloody nightgown knife gripped

before he could make a gasp

his eyes saw the blade thrust down

in his own blood would drown!

 

This was the third time they were called

it was becoming a regular visit

each time a young male was found dead

yet no marks on the bodies

on autopsy heart attacks the conclusion

which caused confusion!

 

No history was given to the new tenant

as he happily moved in

very content at the very reasonable rent

would he to die within?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Hovering!

He sat there alone in the fast food restaurant

his arm was burning wanted shout

what was that thing hovering in the field

never seen anything like that

should have kept away why investigate

as his mouth started to salivate!

 

Tried drinking the coffee but was so thirsty

becoming agitated with the noise

certain others were watching him intently

heard a banging sound realised

his knees were hitting underside of the table

his mind and physical being unstable!

 

Just out walking the dog shit where was Jack

knew had to leave or would explode

knocking into people he no longer could see

wandered out onto the main road

bus driver said from nowhere was on the road

without any hesitation strode!

 

At the same moment a young couple discovered

a small dog barking at a field gate

taking a stroll on along a well-known lovers track

tried to get near the excited animal

who ran off into that empty field as if in pursuit

unsettled did not follow its route!

 

Been here on numerous occasions a rural haven

yet retreating eager to go home

heard the fearful cry that sounded like an animal

from a slow pace had the urge to run

from behind a noise like galloping horses on dirt

sensing danger they would be hurt!

 

Out of breath they got safely back to their car

clicking key fob to open doors

in a heightened state of panic both jumped in

would the engine start-up

relieved as it roared into life foot down they left

their emotions were bereft!

 

Where they had just departed the alien arrived

the taste for human prey instilled

wings spread drooling acid saliva through teeth

mercilessly sharp and pointed

cloaked returned to its hidden craft and lair

a malevolent being all were unaware!

 

Soon more would come of this ruthless breed!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Circling!

Taken by surprise at the screeching seagull

swooping down trying to snatch

the sandwiches she had made hours before

circling above so menacingly

running along that path in such a blind panic

petrified mental state manic!

 

In front a lone person was blocking her path

dread becoming overwhelming

as she neared they did not move aside at all

it had meant to be a break

from the stresses of an abusive relationship

in reality losing her grip!

 

The uneven clifftop path made her stumble

as the paranoia took over

the gulls relentless onslaught continued on

the shape ever closer

fatigue making every muscle painful to use

lungs gasping in self-abuse!

 

Unable to stray being a steep bank one side

the other a sheer drop to incoming tide!

 

Approaching the spot where the person stood

realised nobody was there

shaken it once more attacked balance lost

the sky now in her vision

over the edge with an increasing free fall

just like a child’s rag doll!

 

Something watched as her vision and life faded!

 

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Bus Stop!

The young woman waited for the late night bus

as she often did after visiting her mum

always alone it had never bothered her before

but that night the bus was late arriving

at first did not notice the dark clothed figure

when she did panic it did trigger!

 

Where it had come from had heard no sound

with the light in the shelter could see

it was possibly a gaunt looking teenage girl

the clothing seemed dirty and ragged

not wanting to stare tried not glance that way

here certainly not wanting to stay!

 

There was no gestures yet a presence was felt

making a large gap between them

was really scared so glad when the bus came

jumping on as the doors opened

had not realised how cold she had become

wished she had stayed with mum!

 

It was then realised she was the only one

the girl had not got on behind her

when getting off enquired with the driver

had he seen the other passenger

replied calmly that nobody was waiting

simply to her the story relating!

 

Added she was not the first who had asked

others to witnessed the ghost

as many years before at that spot a girl died

murdered while waiting for a bus

nobody was ever caught for this awful crime

her spirit doomed to haunt for all time!

 

She never waited for a bus at that stop again

often in her thoughts the images did remain!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Traffic Lights!

Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway

as the driver approached the junction

lights turned to red so had to brake and stop

annoying to halt at this point

agitation rapidly grew they did not change

fifteen minutes passed very strange!

 

From every direction cars converged at speed

must be a computer malfunction

was the thoughts of those in the car queue

now unable to move anywhere

anger and tension mounted as car horns blared

for this situation nobody prepared!

 

Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated

with no explanation forthcoming

that first vibration made them almost lose balance

followed by the rumble of death

grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended

the wrath of nature descended!

 

Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew

panic spread amongst the people

tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated

in this part of the world not expected

fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end

a site hard to comprehend!

 

Eventually their plight would be in perspective

nothing was recognisable

landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited

from far away explosions

people stumbled about not knowing what to do

and the atmosphere was rue!

 

Everything around him was now a raging blaze

a loud continuous noise

rapidly made him jump back into normality

the familiar nagging voice

ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife

knew there was no real strife!

 

Sweating profusely found himself at the lights

it must have been a daydream

during a micro sleep they had turned green

motorists behind annoyed

the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind

all bad thoughts realigned!

 

Started laughing happy all was chaotically well

his happy demeanor would not last

as all that befell the people in those dark images

back at that specific junction

each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun

that no man could outrun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unknown perpetrator!

Reeling back in surprise the man was unhurt

and now fired back at him

just managing to jump behind a dumpster

the mugger he had confronted

walking away as if his gun was a mere toy

being a cop was not all joy!

 

Must have had a bullet proof vest he thought

got up bruised and annoyed

headed back to write a report still puzzled

radioed in of the danger

as he drove by a convenient store observed

the perpetrator and was unnerved!

 

His gut feeling was telling him he was bad news

just as a scream made him stop

window wound down going slow no surprise

this time would be prepared

as ahead in the street lay a woman sprawled

to get away from her he called!

 

Yet again the man stood and turned but now

he fired back at the detective

who responded but to no avail unharmed

just walked down the street

who was this villain who did not seem to care

or human actions share!

 

Now more reports of an indestructible assailant

flooded into the headquarters

surely this being could not travel that fast

chaos took over the quiet town

increasing casualties were arriving at the A&E

nobody knew what it could be!

 

Sitting unable to move because of the traffic

saw a familiar figure pass

abandoning his car followed closely behind

but now its pace quickened

heading into a large modern office complex

his muscles began to flex!

 

Went into a lift the detective watching it rise

stopping at the top floor

risking going alone as he had no evidence

got into an adjoining lift

pressed the sixtieth button it quickly rose

as it neared he froze!

 

Out of his depth drew his service revolver

a jolt and the doors opened

bright lights greeted him along with a buzz

making his ears hurt

then a glass panel slid open with no warning

sent his adrenaline soaring!

 

A white coated figure came seeing him shouted

returning to the large laboratory

the detective boldly followed the panel closed

now trapped inside saw parts

of bodies hanging robotic certainly not organic

trapped slowly started to panic!

 

Security seemed to come at him from every quarter

was amazed how got within

darted through a doorway stunned at what was there

it was hundreds of robots

lined up exact replicas of the villain he followed here

now the situation became clear!

 

What seemed like laser beams were being fired at him

sparks flew to close for comfort

who the hell were these people colliding with one

coming to life tried grabbing him

eluding him started shooting back the bullets hit

a dry lined wall exploding time to split!

 

Fire was spreading around him searching for an exit

luckily saw a fire door in front

struck at speed feeling the pain he burst through

nearly falling down the concrete steps

heard the assailant’s close behind had to get out

the place was going to blow no doubt!

 

Nearing the ground floor heard an almighty bang

seconds later he was on the street

as parts of the buildings structure fell at his feet

fire engines and his colleagues

were arriving and the public fleeing for their lives

each looking shocked and surprised!

 

Moving away in disbelief at the carnage he created

was even more perplexed seeing

one of these robots striding  through the confusion

realising it was sadly far from over

but  their existence was now in the open to pursue

it was now his mission he knew!

 

The Foureyed Poet!

 

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.

 

 

Waved!

From the passenger deck the family waved

excitedly to their relatives

tears flowing on the dockside far below

their journey about to begin

a hard decision leaving so many behind

already for them pined.

 

Before long pulled away the course was set

the old country disappeared

soon over the horizon and picking up speed

as the temperature dropped

heading towards the freezing north Atlantic

aboard the luxury liner Titanic!

 

The parents full of optimism for their futures

an adventure set in motion

like hundreds aboard this magnificent ship

beginning its maiden voyage

but as life often is an unpredictable gamble

not always a pleasant amble.

 

While trying to settle their excited children

for at least a few hours sleep

high above upon an observation platform

lookouts through binoculars

saw large icebergs as they passed at speed

not slowing onward did proceed!

 

Unaware of  any risks passengers were relaxed

happy and confident it was safe

being told the ship was an unsinkable vessel

and their destination guaranteed!

suddenly there was a slight judder from below

a vibration that began to grow.

 

The clock on the wall in the upper deck cabin

clearly read twenty-three forty

their instincts told them something was wrong

a frantic knock on the door

and a stewards cry get to your lifeboat station

giving no further explanation!

 

A child each grasped tightly in their aching arms

found themselves in the crush

of panic-stricken passengers equally confused

scrabbling to reach the lifeboats

only to discover not enough had been provided

and families were divided!

 

Women and children the priority caused mayhem

fathers were left on the decks

elderly couples not wanting to be separated stayed

some single men tried to get in

being launched half full others tipped up in the sea

many jumped into to be free!

 

As it sank no rescue ships were within the vicinity

the happy couple were parted

the two children cried as they were being lowered

down onto the cruel icy sea

now it was their own father staring with a disbelief

waving trying to hide his grief!

 

Mother and children eventually were rescued

and reached their destination

but returned home their dream now shattered

never to see their father again

nor a young wife to see here beloved husband

without him now they would stand!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Behind The Barricade!

Behind the barricade each were equal

no distinction prevailed

expressing vocally their nation’s pride

unity of wills and passion

afraid that their identity would be lost

at an unforgivable cost!

 

From a peaceful but loud demonstration

good-humoured and fun

violence erupted and that moment gone

becoming more sinister

cries now not of joy but panic and pain

as comrades now lay slain!

 

Behind the barricades placards discarded

the tensions increasing

peaceful protests lost to a radical element

as the acrid smoke rises

from burning tyres and missiles thrown

the future now unknown!

 

The once calm and familiar city centre

streets and communal parks

now battle zones raging out of control

and the ripples of rebellion

no more talk and discussions to dwell

they enter the realms of hell!

 

On the precipice their lives on the edge!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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