Village!

High on the lonely yorkshire moorland

the village set was built

a long way from their main city studio

an imaginary society

had the feel of a real existing location

not a television creation!

 

When not in use an unsettling stillness

filled the fresh moving air

unseen activity as if life was going on

faint constant whispers

cast and crew aware of a muted sound

their subconscious did hound!

 

Amongst the farm animals beasts roamed

hypnotic glowing red eyes

savage snarling devil dog’s fangs exposed

wandering on the village edge

always in the shadows rarely are they seen

their very presence obscene!

 

Security patrolled quietly as filming proceeded

as reality and fantasy mingled

unaware of the other dimensions interacting

the crew huddled observing

actors becoming familiar characters on action

creating believable interaction!

 

Moments when an image mist or a shadow

that was not within the script

added to the mystique of an enchanting take

that the cameraman or director

could not grasp in the pressure of the shoot

when the schedule was acute!

 

But maybe the fears of any ghostly presence

is not always something to dread

this is just the mingling of nature’s elements

that should be embraced

there undisturbed since the earth was formed

before man the planet swarmed!

 

Do those who venture to this moorland oasis

need to fear the ghosts and spirits

blend and tease those gathered in the village

passing in and around their bodies

everyone prepares for another take to begin

feeling a slight tingle on the skin!

 

The anticipation of the moment is absorbed

as the pressures of a schedule

has blocked any fears of the village ambience

in a vast open landscape

paranormal discoveries remain imagination

with a disconcerting agitation!

 

In the village the filming goes on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Deserted!

The reporter was reluctant to enter the building

where a young woman was killed

during an investigation of the derelict property

from a news television station

had been tasked with following up the awful event

for a prime time news segment!

 

Silhouetted behind her was the derelict structure

the camera zoomed in exposing it

as the lone figure could be seen to be petrified

smiling as only a professional can

talking with faltered steps drew closer to the abyss

wishing this task she could miss!

 

One other with her a cameraman their satellite truck

was parked some distance away

cost cutting meant no engineer was not standing by

the paranormal team were late

so under instruction proceeded into the blackness

surely this was madness!

 

The only light provided by the camera’s bright beam

followed their journey down

dust filled the air soon they entered the very room

where it was alleged the girl died

several doorless entrances seemed like an eerie void

or had it made them paranoid?

 

Broken masonry and glass crunched under their feet

as they shuffled around the room

first a deep moan is picked up on the mike they hear

terror is clearly etched on her face

as the camera picks out a shape but on another sweep

nothing there composure hard to keep!

 

As a voice is heard the reporter smiles calls to somebody

telling the audience of the late arrival

but before this person can make it down to give support

there is a long growl and the girl stares

directly at the camera letting out a scream the feed lost

as the cameraman she did accost!

 

He went on filming as she then pushed by falling down

hitting her head with bleeding wound

lay mumbling with eyes open wide and dribbling

as if possessed the paranormal member

came and helped get her outside to their parked van

sorry he was late not the plan!

 

Shaking out of breath the camera operator rewound

the video tape to the frame

where the newscaster freaked ending up collapsed

shocked to see in a wall mirror

a devil figure glaring back horns and flaming eyes

staring the image him did mesmerize!

 

Never felt so unclean or fear for himself and colleague

with whom also was in a relationship

leaving the investigator to look after Julie drove away

at speed to get to the medical center

with the uncomfortable sensation the evil had come to

a coldness within the van grew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Apartment!

No matter how many times he told them

somebody was in his apartment

the police searched and found nothing

in the end he was treated crazy

until neighbours reported a fracas there

finding his body dead on a chair!

 

There was the sign of disruption everywhere

items thrown around the room

the body was unmarked but looked scared

as if he had died of fright

eyes wide open the mouth to as if yelling

why for now no telling!

 

It was an old tenement building in the area

used by countless people

since it was constructed a century before

frequented by gangsters

inevitably a brothel of unseen degradation

for the girls a living damnation!

 

But in recent times converted as a residency

for the elderly of the city

there had been complaints from other tenants

but thought the first mortality

with no clues to what had happened within here

but unnatural was clear!

 

The rooms were cleared and then redecorated

ready for the next tenant

it was not until the lady who had just retired

had settled in she noticed

odd sounds like somebody tapping somewhere

saw someone sat in her armchair!

 

Unnerved by this enquired with her neighbours

told her about the deceased man

being open-minded she tried not let it linger

that was until later that night

waking to find a hunched figure sat on the bed

this really filled her with dread!

 

The buildings owners only wanted rent money

without any interest in problems

the stories of ghosts just a disgruntled tenant

until this corpse was found

played down the situation after all he was old

their total attitude cold!

 

The retired tenant a few days later pack a bag

walked out leaving everything

never said anything but was seen to leave

looking confused and frail

all her clothes and personal effects deserted

by something pressure exerted!

 

The strange occurrences spread to the corridors

even visitors were knocked down

and some were dragged by an unknown force

this was caught on a camera

that had been put there as a human detector

not to catch a ghostly spectre!

 

Residents stayed in their own space it continues

nobody talked about it much

the apartment had to be cleared once more

now no tenant stayed long

the noises screams and bangs eventually ignored

but the phenomena soured!

 

After a very violent occurrence action was taken

a paranormal group was contacted

it was well reported some fled in pure terror

one disappeared the other

for months had resided on a psychiatric unit

what was here so evil and illicit?

 

This has yet to be assessed as none would tell!

 

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.

Prison!

The prison was being closed down now obsolete

opened for one hundred and fifty years

a new private facility had been opened nearby

extra prison officers were drafted in

with over two hundred prisoners to transfer

hoping no problems would occur!

 

Starting at first light the operation got underway

as the transport rolled into the yard

the prisoners were ready very eager to leave

guards from the new facility

were assisting those from the retiring prison

where many secrets until now hidden!

 

A strange orderly exit was completed within a day

but on roll call several were missing

a search had to be made in the empty building

nobody would give any reasons

for those unaccounted souls as the search began

in their hands the prison plan!

 

Few officers from this prison volunteered to return

left mainly to those from the new

to venture into the ageing depths to find the missing

splitting into groups of three

each led by somebody who knew the prisons layout

each uncertain and full of doubt!

 

Entering the C wing cell doors were banging loudly

and movement in the cells ahead

expecting to find one of those they seeked inside

but nothing stirred except dust

then a sound if somebody was running their way

on looking nothing could they survey!

 

An older guard said an inmate had been murdered

in the dank cell then tossed over the rail

walking on more nervous than they were before

headed down to the lower levels

to the isolation block with no lights and very small

where nobody could hear you call!

 

Thoroughly searching the cramped eerie cold place

nobody visibly was to be found

but one or two were certain they heard voices there

glad to leave back to ground level

in the mess hall it felt as though others were near

footsteps approaching crystal clear!

 

Each group were here so had no explanation for sounds

unable to locate the missing prisoners

it was decided to leave and recheck registers to see

if it was simply a clerical error

everyone glad to be out of the repressive environment

that to them was maleficent!

 

Even the hardened experienced prison officers had found

their last visit an unexpected scare

it was found the number missing men was  correct

they were never found or seen again

paranormal investigators are regular visitors inside today

none of them from the team would stray!

 

Within the prison the phenomenon increased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Smiling Man!

Just before they came home from holiday

they asked another couple

on the sunny beach to take their picture

outside a derelict stone building

nobody else was there that glorious day

they could honestly say!

 

Close together for that one memorable shot

but on seeing the picture

another figure was standing right behind

clearly in the doorway

that was not there as they happily posed

was disturbingly exposed!

 

They had ventured into the gun emplacement

while inside it was very odd

but nothing else did they encounter within

the photo was taken soon after

the following day headed back to their home

a few days by the sea before Rome.

 

A good conversation topic the unknown man

everybody keen to see the photo

but soon the intrigue became their torment

it started simply with noises

faint taps objects falling and items shifted

tried to laugh it off but it persisted!

 

A few weeks on the holiday was a memory

a very bad one for them

the night the smiling man sat on their bed

in the early hours that jolt

the mattress was dipped half asleep turned

shocked realising he had returned!

 

By the time they had sat up nothing was there

it had suddenly become cold

scraping could be heard just above their heads

like something crawling in the loft

heading downstairs could not settle any more

terrified the cause were unsure!

 

Reaching the bottom instinct made them look up

as the bookshelf on the landing

came hurtling their way with tremendous force

just managing to jump to safety

having to admit it was not of a natural cause

in their thoughts made them pause!

 

Neither until now believed in the paranormal

this had now changed their minds

as each day  their situation became much worse

and no longer could feel secure

once more viewing the photo they were sure

it started on that sandy shore!

 

And the figure behind was who they had seen

now within their own home

urgently needing help searched the internet

hoping to find that solution

being drawn to a psychic research organisation

for some kind of explanation!

 

Even as that sense of hope rather than despair

made them feel closer together

a positive purpose amongst growing negativity

making that initial contact waited

for their first meeting to find the possible cause

in the disturbances there was no pause!

 

As the electrical power to their home was cut

and a deep voice from nowhere

shouted get out a shadow like presence forced

them towards a solid front door

that burst open and they stood on their lawn

in darkness waited forlorn!

 

Hugging each other hoping these people could help!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reputation!

His reputation had followed his career

even since he left the army

boasting they had taught him to shoot

given a dishonorable discharge

for an unlawful killing he did not agree

not listening to his plea!

 

Through his skills and knowledge of guns

he became a sniper for hire

as a mercenary fought in countless battles

but it never sat easy slaying

because every victim he killed remained

haunting him why unexplained!

 

He was not a believer in the paranormal

this he kept telling himself

at first just an odd glimpse like a shadow

certain it was his conscience

but as years passed were becoming vivid

making his personality frigid!

 

As the date of his fiftieth birthday neared

the dead seemed more real

than all the living he daily encountered

becoming evermore distant

from the reality of a once methodical life

his whole being took a dive!

 

Becoming decrepit for one still classed as young

the once untarnished reputation

crumbled becoming more inaccurate and sloppy

taking out the wrong targets

unable to detect fact from any reality he grasped

in his hands the gun he clasped!

 

Unable to distinguish those living from the dead

fired the bullitt entered his brain

he would rather face the many he slaughtered

than see them clearly all around

his mind had finally gone could live no more

would he enter heavens door?

 

And for eternity walk the path of damnation

or maybe he would find salvation!

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Beginning!

For the novice investigator this was the first

investigation he had ever been on

but hoped this would be only the introduction

as yet uncertain how it would feel

was consistently sceptic with an open mind

that hoped soon would be defined!

 

Apprehensive sitting in the car with experienced

members of the paranormal group

heading towards their chosen haunted location

was a moment for him to savor

as the ominous grey walls of the castle loomed

his imagination was consumed!

 

Stopping in the car park the walls were so high

and the imagination strong

seeing soldiers peering from the battlements

ready to defend the castle

as the rest of the team arrived reality dawned

and the investigation was spawned!

 

No mediums were involved within the group

more of a scientific approach

once the site briefing had been completed

the night’s hunting now under way

now it was the real action or so he thought

as for the unknown he sought!

 

In the different locations he sat very patiently

listening for any unusual noises

or see movements in the complete darkness

which seemed an odd request

armed with a torch and camcorders nearby

being more sensitive than the eye!

 

Digital recorders hoping to pick up unseen voices

almost afraid to cough or breath

this did not seem like all those television shows

with knocks and bangs and orbs

acting intelligently a manifesting spirit we are told

at this moment on this was not sold!

 

Yet it was exciting to be really there not watching

willing for something to happen

apart from the odd noise that was probably natural

everything  to him was normal

the lead investigator said he saw a shape on the wall

to him looked sharp and tall!

 

But for the new investigator nothing was to be seen

told a spirit was  next to him

and a shadowy figure was close behind following

he neither felt nor saw anything

the odd chill ran up his spine probably just dread

he might be amongst the dead!

 

The  investigation eventually came to a conclusion

around three in the morning

the group not believe in having all night sessions

as imagination through being tired

could contaminate evidence that had been found

this seemed logically sound!

 

It was only the beginning for the enthusiastic cub

and he hoped many chances

would occur when he might  meet those passed

after all this was why he joined

leaving certainly could not wait for the next event

positive in his future intent!

 

He knew this was only the beginning!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Until!

For some years now the group had investigated

many reported haunted sites

on which every member the findings did debate

the many frightening nights

when sceptic and believer too often disagreed

as the investigation did proceed!

 

This philosophy worked well a mutual respect

until they visited the hospital

that had been abandoned its history suspect

with rumours and tittle-tattle

sounds and sightings of  dead patients seen

or the staff  it could have been!

 

This intrigued the groups sense of adventure

and determination to seek facts

with boldness and determination did enter

in the hope of making contact

with members of the local paranormal team

who knew the haunting was extreme!

 

First a walk around to known places of activity

static cameras with night vision

put in areas of  known sightings and negativity

making each move a joint decision

but even on this prelim voices were picked up

creating flutters in their gut!

 

Every piece of equipment was primed and ready

as the small group proceeded

lights were now turned off had to take it steady

and rules of engagement heeded

torches to guide them to the areas of interest

this night each it would test!

 

In the resuscitation room cries of pain are heard

picked up on the voice recorder

screams of a male asking for help clear each word

this nearly created disorder

one female says she has been touched on her face

shaken went back to the base!

 

Passing by the theatres a child’s laugh is so clear

everybody heard this faint sound

followed by an aggressive growl so very near

each suddenly turned around

slowly the few walked towards the trauma ward

an eerie place to be explored.

 

Reported in here coldness and shadows moving

even the double doors creaked

cautiously entering the mood was not improving

as a loud tap made a girl shriek

in the cameras viewfinder a human shape seen

also on the thermal image screen!

 

Then a deep rasping voice shouted clearly get out

the words confirmed on playback

a shadow darted around them in anger no doubt

another group member felt a whack

almost ending on the debris covered ward floor

they could not take any more!

 

Gathering outside by their van in the forecourt

the dawn was beginning  to break

every member shaken at what they had caught

though a long night were wide awake

the equipment still inside they had to retrieve

even the sceptics had to believe!

 

But there would be a lot more surprises in store

reviewing the footage taken

galvanizing them all into coming back for more

the investigation each had shaken

two hours later left to evaluate and contemplate

and their next actions to debate!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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