Though all around the voices were distant
in his own thoughts was trapped
that smile from his face had long gone
on him age had taken its toll
from hope to pessimism causing misery
realising he had become a visionary!
But he knew this was just the recollections
of the life he had once enjoyed
conversations now were only with himself
the ability to communicate lost
could only sit in the nursing home trapped
his life-force now sapped!
The Foureyed Poet.
Each apprehensive on this investigation
the ghost hunting team approached
the castle foreboding in the half-light
complete with a moat without water
through a gateway of iron and wood
the castle for centuries here stood!
Parking in the cobble stoned courtyard
where the executions were carried out
high walls that seemed angled inwards
creating that claustrophobic sensation
nerves already delicate pulses now fast
shadow of suspicion had been cast!
Before they had hardly got out of the cars
noises from the battlements
drew their eyes upwards to see movement
certain somebody was there
besides themselves just security on gate
early excitement did create!
The atmosphere was depressing and heavy
as they took a walk around
partly in ruins giving a more sinister aspect
descended into the dungeons
dark and damp a lingering feeling of despair
surrounded them everywhere!
Faint cries seemed to be coming from within
overwhelming stench of decay
their stomachs churned with a sense of panic
wanting to scream themselves
had to back out of the cramped prison cell
for a moment was their hell!
Heavy footsteps could be heard far above
as if of marching feet
now like being in a never ending maze
disorientated they were lost
could hear heavy doors were banging
chains and keys clanging!
Though an experienced paranormal group
they started crumbling
fortunately the equipment tech did not go
being in radio control
contacted him to get them free from location
could think of no explanation!
The darkness had become so heavy and dense
heard footsteps close behind
walls became distorted surrounded by orbs
that did not seem like dust
onward bunched tightly together faltered
their purpose never to be altered!
Feeling weak as their strength sapped away
a familiar voice could hear
and torch beam ahead coming their way
brought them back to rationality
guided up to base to analyse phenomenon
decided investigation done!
Had not realised several hours had passed
a dark spirit embedded within
all determined to return far more prepared
as the activity more than foreseen
reluctantly left the oppressive castle for today
not for long would they stay away!
Stopping on a nearby lay-by for one more look
even this their nerves it shook!
The Foureyed Poet.
Heard the alarm thought it was morning
then the odour of acrid smoke
jolted her into realisation there was a fire
rolled out of bed stayed low
flames trying to get under the closed-door
her breathing becoming poor!
On the third level such a long way to jump
tried to hold the window sill
strength sapped could not grab the latch
but slid down the wall
flames had permeated the door and frame
she would die if nobody came!
Fire had now ignited the carpet and bedding
going into a deep sleep
smoke swirling around this must be the end
through half closed eyes
somebody rushed in felt herself being raised
knew she was being saved!
Unable to see anything the rescuer never spoke
yet somehow was at ease
suddenly the air was clear and sirens neared
oxygen mask placed upon her face
blankets to as she began to shiver a voice spoke
no longer did she want to choke!
In the ambulance they said she had a lucky escape
asked how she got herself out
told them somebody had brought her to safety
told later the building was gutted
nobody could have gotten into that apartment
was their expert judgement!
So who had managed to get inside nobody knew
placing her completely unharmed
on the grass in front of structure in clear view
was her life truly charmed?
Maybe it was a guarding angel or kindly ghost!
The Foureyed Poet.
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