Maiden Voyage!

From its moorings the liner headed out to sea

the decks and shore filled with people

cheering loudly happy and excitedly watching

en route on its maiden voyage

no hint of the horrors that would materialize

to this day many still agonies!

 

The truth behind the sinking still in question

as yet another theory emerges

an uncontrollable fire in the ships coal bunkers

was raging when it left port

prestige and money outweighed human cost

as hundreds of lives were lost!

 

It is surmised long before the departure date

the fire was originally discovered

the task would be no problem to extinguish

but the bunkers were full

nobody knew when the initial ignition occurred

as the twists and turns of fate stirred!

 

Even as the excitement increased for passengers

families tearfully saying goodbye

there was no visible sign to an innocent throng

the deception continued on

the ship set off on its only voyage and into history

leaving that lingering mystery!

 

Too many unanswered questions remain to this day

unease of what really happened

never goes away as more hidden evidence discovered

what is yet to be brought into sight

will it ever be known the veracity of that fateful night

full disclosure of these souls true plight!

 

 

That is a question there is no certainty can be resolved!

 

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Breakdown!

The breakdown service received a frantic call

a frightened voice spoke

a females car for some reason would not start

in a side street close by

a priority call was put out to quickly assist

an area where trouble did persist!

 

As the mechanic approached the dingy street

he could see the callers car

bonnet lid was up and drivers door open wide

cautiously parked behind it

consternation overcame him this was sinister

what was his escape perimeter?

 

Got out to take a closer look at the empty car

a street light shone brightly down

nobody was to be seen noticing scratches

on the deeply dented roof

a trail of what could be blood on the ground

hearing a faint screaming sound!

 

Though he knew the rule was to radio control

his instinct made him pursue

thinking only of the woman’s desperate plight

holding a spanner followed the noise

along the semi derelict and littered pavement

searching for victim and assailant!

 

Saw no other living soul as he followed the trail

it went into an overgrown garden

female cries were louder also a disturbing growl

almost afraid to step forward

moved on gripping his make do weapon tight

not suspecting the coming sight!

 

Behind a dilapidated and rotting garden shed

saw beast with taught grey skin

ripping at the females flesh laying so still

into the fray he went on instinct

hitting it hard but the spanner rebounded

and on him the thing rounded!

 

Fang like teeth with large pitch black eyes

it charged him he reeled back

falling managed grabbed a piece of wood

with a sharp point he lunged

ripped into the body that made it divert

just disappeared sure it was hurt!

 

Dizzy bruised and shaken ran to the woman

sure with blood loss was dead

amazed felt a faint pulse picked up and ran

no time to think had to get help

after leaving her in casualty sat traumatized

as the events in his mind formalised!

 

What had he just confronted in that garden

nobody would believe his account

still had to ring his firm with an explanation

glanced at his own bruises shaking

thinking of that beast roaming somewhere

close by of this was too aware!

 

Heard loud talking the police had been called

no longer his tale could be stalled!

at this point unsure if the woman was alive

uncertain of the future deeply sighed!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Human Remains!

Their first house a small terraced property

two up and two down

how the young couples eyes brightly lit up

when the estate agent

happily told them their offer was accepted

this they had not unexpected.

 

Within three days had started the decorating

to make it their very own

not being expert at any of the structural work

an uncle  was a builder

offered to do anything that needed to be done

thinking this an easy run!

 

Problems started while removing the fireplace

in the back downstairs room

as this was pulled out a skeleton was discovered

and work came to a halt

dust filled the air and the smell was very bad

ran outside to breath so  glad.

 

Calling the police decided to wait until they came

not wanting to go back

when they arrived  needed to be shown the spot

but nothing was there

no human remains were anywhere in the rubble

now there would be trouble!

 

Wasting police time was the curt warning given

after a fruitless search left

nothing was found feeling stupid went inside

shaken but ready to continue

only to find the bones were  back in fire-place

but now with flesh on the face!

 

That moment of achievement had dissipated

deciding they had to go

unsure of what could be done at this minute

it was a bizarre situation

the authorities would not come here  again

they all decided to remain!

 

Thier uncle grabbed an arm quickly recoiling

as a strange dark substance

covered his hand was absorbed by the skin

all the while flesh was growing

on the remains trying to help their uncle out

felt their sanity in doubt!

 

He became so heavy unable to hold anymore

falling his pallor turning grey

knowing he was dead themselves had to save

the lounge door slammed shut

before the two now weary and frantic got there

a noise the tension hard to bear!

 

Shouting out for help the door could not be opened

nobody came reluctantly turned

helpless both held hands as before them it stood

those human remains covered

in a slimy flesh now walking towards them upright

it seemed a terminal plight!

 

The young husband in desperation threw his wife

out of the glass filled window

cut and bruised saw him grabbed and disappear

crying realised he was gone

as the beast looked out she knew it was the start

with no choice but to depart!

 

But it was curiosity that overcame the fear to run

struggling to the broken window

stared inside the bodies of her husband and uncle

were shrivelled on the floor

nothing else could she see what had they unleashed

some new horrendous beast!

 

As the neighbours started to emerge at the disturbance

wondering what could happen next

the now widow had to get away from this awful  scene

knowing the shocking truth

had to convince somebody of what danger was ahead

before she and many others were dead!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Internet Connection!

Thought it a must be a bad internet connection

maybe another dam virus

had expensive protecting software installed

surely this would remove the bug

the screen went blank then came back on

saw an image the face had gone!

 

Sat back shocked checking hers was still there

then went  snowy like a television

seen in many films when the signal is lost

neither could she turn it off

decided to let the battery go completely flat

hoping that would be that!

 

Unsettled went to bed but just could not rest

woken at two hearing voices

on her own got up slipping into fluffy slippers

in the semi darkness shuffled

from her bedroom into the small sitting room

almost expecting a person to loom!

 

At first nothing standing listening in the dead air

then what sounded like gnawing

dismayed thinking it could be mice or huge rats

noticed the screen still flickering

drawn back to it a hazy picture was detectable

and there was a man definable!

 

Was this her imagination in these early hours

noise from behind rapidly grew

and certain the figure was becoming larger

what at this second could she do

a deep breath forcing herself to turn and run

when she found herself being spun!

 

Trying to scream her cords seemed paralysed

now an awful odour of decay

made her wretch as before her a monster stood

hanging flesh and long nails

of his hands grasped her arms so painfully tight

increased the finality of her plight!

 

Around her feet a mass rubbed against bare legs

now his grotesque face came close

even more excruciating pain her body succumbed

as the lifeblood was drained

the beast vaporized back into the small screen

nothing any more to be seen!

 

The computer switched off and only death was left!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Clearly Visible!

None of us noticed the lights increasing

clearly visible at night

wrapped up in our own every day lives

the numbers above grew

those observing assumed stars shinning

but it clearly defining?

 

Why the military forces seemed to ignore

became a disturbing fact

soon realising they had to be totally aware

what these objects were

as usual people were told misinformation

the truth no indication!

 

You could understand not wanting to panic

most at first accepted the lies

but as the lights came closer what they were

clear for everybody to see

years of unexplained objects being denied

no longer did they hide!

 

The sky became filled with unidentified craft

not attacked as seen in films

freely flying high above as if they lived here

then the army moved in

and the society we knew changed over night

we found out our plight!

 

Small objects began to land on the ground

creatures emerged in mass

human military and leaders seemed at ease

what was going on we cried

confused and scared were told all was well

the facts now they would tell!

 

That these aliens had been here before man

living a coexistence with us

and those stories of bases seen on the moon

were true contact was made

now it was time to come from the darkness

and cooperation to caress!

 

To the now traumatized masses doubt was rife

so far no violence or threat

though dividing of the population soon began

and these aliens took control

unnerving and sinister what was under way

what future nightmares would play?

 

Strange feelings like prisoners in an open prison

we witnessed a genetic change

daily life goes on but as thousands disappear

returning acting different

or physically altered features you could see

what was our futures going to be?

 

Is  the fact all along we are just an alien experiment?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Fun Fair!

The fun fair for generations had always existed

attracting countless visitors.

Boosting greatly the seaside towns popularity

throughout the whole year.

Like any public amenity had seen its mishaps

and the occasional collapse!

 

With a good safety proud only a few had died

nor many injured either.

But countless stories and rumours circulated

in particular the big wheel!

Where a specific and well documented sad case

brought a shadow to the place!

 

An investigation could not conclude an accident

many believed it murder!

This was not the first or last unexplained death

that was never solved!

Mechanical failures often used as the main cause

but no proof of the flaws!

 

Most believed it was haunted by those who died

and dark secrets were suppressed!

Even the owners and mature staff were secretive

and kept their mouths tightly shut.

This was also once the towns first cemetery site

adding to its woes and plight!

 

Were people exaggerating what they’d been seeing

with its history creating terror?

This added more excitement to the teenage group

who ventured onto the ride.

One story was of a woman falling from the top

of the wheel to the ground did drop!

 

Laughing and mocking about the tales of the park

until several saw a couple.

In one of the benched swinging gondolas in front

this made them subdued.

Approaching the ferrous wheel nothing was seen

what could it have been?

 

Reluctant to get on yet making this more of a thrill

foolishly sat in the very carr!

They were certain two people had been sitting

at first everything seemed well.

Then as the gondola reached the highest spot

started swinging a lot!

 

Violently shaking and tipping had to hold on tight

as the safety catch came loose!

Crying shouting for help lost in the atmosphere

just stopping crashing down.

The carnie brought it to safety so they could alight

they were certainly filled with fright.

 

He knew the secret that a girl had been thrown

by a fair worker years ago.

These teenager even now were keen to stay

hid until the park was shut.

The enthusiasm was short lived and evaporated

they were caught and berated.

 

Forcibly removed from  the park by night security

angry they couldn’t search more.

There were many dark sinister secrets to unfold

they were lucky to escape.

Anybody getting close to the truth disappeared

from within the park red eyes peered!

 

What were the secrets hidden within The Fun Fair?

 

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.

Wooden Door!

The neighbours had heard the child’s cries

but did not want to get involved

outside the appearance was of normality

curtains closed with a sense of despair

the wooden front door shut firm and tight

a report made of possible plight!

 

A social worker came to make a first call

ominously knocking on that door

unsure she waited for someone to answer

at last a young woman opened it ajar

an unpleasant odour wafted out of there

as she spoke with a pleading stare!

 

A whimpering could be heard from inside

but she was not allowed to enter

little was said as she quickly shut that door

the social worker could do no more

making her report it was filed an at risk case

soon they had forgotten this place!

 

Weeks passed and an urgent call was made

the police were soon knocking that door

breaking it down as screaming was heard

inside was a complete scene of squalor

a child of about  ten was found nearly dead

lying still and helpless in a putrid bed!

 

They discovered a young woman distraught

trying hard to revive the poor child

two other kids ran around in a terrible state

within minutes the child was in hospital

the life signs the doctors said were not good

at his side at death his mother stood!

 

Such sadness when a child does not survive

his brother and sister taken into care

later at the enquiry each blamed the other

nothing resolved it will happen again

where is the next door with horrors to hide

desperate victims helpless inside?

 

The father never found the mother later died!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Divided!

A sound from behind made her turn around

not a soul was in view I found.

making  them feel very afraid terror grew

gripping the fear of being attacked but who

nobody is safe walking out and about

to risk being hurt by some uncouth lout

at anytime of the day or night is safe

there are different opinions and little faith

in our polices ability to protect or control

as their positions hard in this important role

so much pleasure was gained from a stroll

today mugger’s and vandals have taken their toll

unemployment has changed attitudes of mind

the once happy workers are not always kind

or understanding of the plight they are now in

there are those who would steal from their kin

teenagers are confused not knowing what’s ahead

others who lap up the situation are easily led

hookers  stand or roam certain areas or streets

so are a lot of unearthly fiends who could complete

the array of nasty people to meet when your out

young mothers and babies who’d hear them shout.

most are afraid to get involved in giving a hand

to save those caught up in the world of the damned.

are  the times when it was  really safe to walk

with no fear of abuse you felt happy to talk

gone forever like the freedom of movement.

friendliness and cooperation was heaven-sent

our lives are like the flicker of an eyelid

communities today live in fear often divided!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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