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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On Haunted Ground!

Civil wars must leave such terrible scars

upon a nations memories

what influence on future generations

embedded in their culture

from across the big pond does it exist

those ghosts that persist?

 

On haunted ground do their spirits roam

three hunters wanted to see

out onto the battlefields dared venture

over vast silent earth

respectful of those lives now long passed

and all remnants now masked!

 

Setting their feet upon these acres of green

to find out for themselves

if they could communicate with soldiers gone

delicately on graves to tread

wandering in darkness and the atmosphere

would they want to appear?

 

Electronic equipment at hand ready to be used

to capture any paranormal events

deep sadness now consumed their open minds

as sounds of gunfire was heard

cannons and muskets echoed across the fields

how many times had soldiers yield!

 

There was nobody else to cause those sounds

in that eerie chilling stillness

asking boldly on which side had  they fought

on the recorder a voice was caught

saying confederate in a voice rasping and low

who it was they could not know!

 

The dawn broke and the three were exhausted

leaving they were sure with proof

that in these old fields of many bloody battles

there unresting spirits existed

seeking that rest that had long been denied

but also a sense of pride!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Haunted Location!

The film crew pulled up outside the location

at that moment felt chilled

no words spoken the fear choked them

it was said to be haunted

the asylum certainly had a sordid history

to investigators was a mystery!

 

As a location this was perfect for their movie

a  scary paranormal tale

soon they were setting up for the first shot

directors and actors ready

to film the first scene within its sordid walls

starting after the night falls!

 

Though no longer used it was safe to work in

from the start noises were heard

even in the late spring air it was freezing

none of them felt at ease

ready for the take the cameras rolled

each shivered with the cold!

 

At the end of the nights long schedule

the footage was reviewed

there were strange shadows and sounds

on the soundtrack!

voices screams and shouting was heard

what in this place stirred?

 

As filming proceeded they became petrified

blurry shapes came into shot

unknown footsteps added to sound effects

an arc light crashed to the floor

in the end everybody refused to go inside

told to go back this they defied!

 

They could not abandon this major project

so studio sets were erected

to finish this big budget ghost adventure

with unexplained extra effects

what had plagued them came along as well

how they could not tell!

 

At the studios an exorcism was carried out

real phenomena none had any doubt!

 

In the decaying asylum the activity increased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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The Cage!

The new owner had heard the cottage was haunted

thinking it was simply old wives tales

ignoring the stories and how cheap the auction price

surely buying a real bargain

born in the area had decided time to move back

certain this was the right track!

 

Passing the cottage knew there was a connection

she had been drawn to it

even had an unusual name being called the cage

once it had been a prison

here women accused of being witches were held

tortured and misery excelled!

 

Today many locals really felt spirits did remain

souls of the young tormented

footsteps on stairs shadows disturbing shapes

haunted this ancient cottage

after three years of anguish could stay no more

uncertain of what she saw!

 

Since then endless tenants had come and gone

driven out by unexplained events

even when a paranormal group came to stay

feeling disturbed some were pushed

many images caught on cameras and monitors

scratching from under the floors!

 

Yet even though afraid to live within its walls

could not be far away

standing at the gate always felt death was close

sure of some connection

flashbacks of being accused of witchcraft here

it was if she had become a seer!

 

The cottage remained empty no answers found

the images were much stronger

it was her the growing evil wanted to hound!

destiny would not wait much longer!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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I Once Belonged

I once belonged to a paranormal group

just wanting to see a spook!

Sitting for hours in buildings in the dark

even in a country park.

At first it was fun and a fantastic team

but now a faded dream.

 

Plenty of  investigations to get that thrill

but I am waiting still.

To see a single shadow or spectral entity

or was I too thick to see?

Being an ordinary guy the fun was gone

as technology came along.

 

From investigating as a tight working unit

technology became the remit.

And in the end I felt like a lone bystander

the equipment handler.

Unable to embrace the wonders of science

or its clever appliance.

 

It must have been seven years I was involved

the problems never resolved.

I shall miss travelling near and sometimes far

with anticipation in the car.

Hoping for a positive and rewarding result

a little proof sought.

 

With regret that period in my life has passed

but a wider net is now cast.

My interest in the paranormal is very strong

and new adventures I long!

 

Thus my personal journey carries on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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The Ghost Hunters!

The ghost hunters stood silently together

with a look of unpleasant surprise

at the daunting building before them

for the first time they were afraid

something was different they agreed

but knowing they had to proceed!

 

Scientific and with a pure sceptical view

each an experienced investigator

they were unsure as they entered

why as yet there was nothing to tell

oppressive air made their heads ache

a cold chill made bodies shake!

 

Sceptics and those who may truly believe

split to gain different reactions

because it was an unknown science

the set routine was followed

each session based in a haunted area

finding them being much scarier!

 

Where it’s said something had been recorded

voices or sounds with no explanation

in two groups seeking real evidence

waiting in the darkness cameras set

for any paranormal action to take place

instruments ready for any trace!

 

Through the hours spent within this building

an unknown presence strongly felt

whispering sounds bangs and dark shadows

their flesh tingled as if being touched

they could not wait for the dawn to arrive

their dread they would not survive?

 

Now everybody was really getting scared

equipment alarms and malfunctions

increasingly terrified just wanting to get out

eight people stood looking at each other

believers certain sceptics almost believed

but each agreed they were relieved!

 

From the outside again they stood it was still

so hard for this investigation to fulfill!

 

But after this night all had found a mutual faith!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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