Perturbed!

Entering his garage found the car engine running

perturbed thought it very odd

must be an electrical fault what else could it be

yet held the key in his hand

there was more to this unusual event he pondered

as the bad memories stirred!

 

Only a few weeks ago had placed his wife in the car

tense as he had been questioned

so far his plans had worked well thought a suicide

she had a history of depression

plenty of pills plus the fumes yet guilt lingered on

hated her but knew it was wrong!

 

Was it just that a feeling of regret at the repulsive act

or was there more still felt her near

put aside any nagging doubts opened the garage door

reversed out had to meet his girlfriend

until his wife’s demise was known as his mistress

she would get rid of this stress!

 

Even driving to work became  an increasing problem

never seemed to be alone

at his office computers kept shutting off objects missing

his chair moved and incessant calls

but nobody ever on the other end was getting paranoid

this odd conduct co-workers him did avoid!

 

But the day did come when he swore he saw his dead wife

smelling the perfume she always wore

just before the wheel violently turned and off the road

into a tree at speed the car swerved

an unfortunate accident the police report clearly read

now like his wife he to was dead!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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Certain!

It was a lovely holiday they both reflected

sitting by their hotel pool

checking the photos taken the day before

one made them ponder

remembering standing by the wooden gate

a question did debate!

 

Both certain they saw nobody behind them

only fields and stone foundations

yet clearly there were two figures in view

leaning on the stone wall

their clear outline was not a pleasant sight

upon a nice scene a blight!

 

Though the wife was reluctant to retread

her husband wanted to go

first enquiring with locals in the village

who were happy to tell

the stories surrounding the isolated area

making them feel scarier!

 

Back at the gate not so relaxed as before

compared photo with view

now with stories of murder and jealousy

and with a pencil drawing

of the farm-house that once stood here

the sadness was clear!

 

Drawn to walk amongst the stone ruins

scared they may confront

the un-rested souls captured on camera

disfigured by the fire

caused by the husbands early return

who watched it burn!

 

Raged at his wife’s infidelity and betrayal

made him start the blaze

trapping the lover and wife together inside

then taking his own life

all these events to them recently told

the emotion began to unfold!

 

Their perception now strong instilling fear

moved away from the ruins

decided to take more photos of the scene

on viewing they saw

them again both close enough to touch

burnt for them too much!

 

Arriving at the gate scrambled quickly over

smell of smoke strong

caught in a moment beyond comprehension

knew they had to break away

as the actions of that day long ago replayed

their own sanity frayed!

 

Falling exhausted on the ground realising

they were nearly possessed

by a lingering evil and oppressive force

locked in an embrace

left the area keeping the photos to show

others an explanation may know!

 

But unknown to them the entities went to

from then on their woes grew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Last Working Day!

Living and commuting from the village his choice

on this Friday morning it was hard.

It was the last working day of the week to rise

this morning harder than usual.

Eye lids half-open as he arrived at the station

definitely lacking concentration.

 

Dark and frosty on fresh intoxicating country air

as the birds annoyingly sang.

Getting unwillingly out of the warm taxi interior

and then entered within.

Surprised to see somebody was already in there

but really he didn’t care.

 

Being such an early hour wished he was still in bed

sat down in the waiting room.

Closing his eyes to rest before long had dozed off

waking up with a jolt.

A sound woke him after five minutes had passed

on the far wall a shadow cast!

 

Going on the platform the large clock clicked seven

his train due at seven ten.

Saw movement from the corner of his right eye

reluctantly turned his head.

A uniformed figure went through a solid wall of brick

he began to feel dizzy and sick!

 

Just as the train arrived and was glad to get on board

uncertain of what he had seen!

But could not remember anything like that here before

had he misinterpreted natural images?

Though it happened in seconds found it disturbing

now felt scared about returning!

 

What had he actually seen?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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