Microwave Masts!

Unnoticed they seem to rapidly appear

tall microwave masts

increasingly placed along busy roads

like metal beacons

upon the tops of buildings and flats

where you will never find bats!

 

It is said not all are for mobile signals

but can be used as weapons

that could destroy us the people below

surely this is just one more

conspiracy theory to scare the masses

but not the upper classes!

 

What is the truth behind these stories

that forever bombard us

becoming more frightening and bizarre

as we face the never ending

hardship and uncertain future times

and growing humanitarian crimes!

 

Before us much is hidden from sight

darkness blocking the light!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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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.

 

 

 

 

Ale House!

Sure the reason the door was warped

had to be the aged wood

eighteen forties building material

altered from a corner shop

into another working man’s ale house

he lived here with his spouse.

 

The new landlord of this establishment

in urgent need of an upgrade

solidly built thought it had potential

constructed of stern stuff

on entering had an uneasy sensation

certain just imagination!

 

But when his  pet and guard dog faltered

at the entrance to a room

where the wooden frame was warped

sitting rigid and whimpering

it made him more aware of the ambience

then the problem not immense!

 

He often saw the dog sitting there alone

but one day his wife asked

to look inside the room needing storage

reluctantly opened the door

she was not bothered about going inside

to her no fear to hide!

 

True  was empty dusty with a damp odour

but ideal for the purpose

one day heard a noise the door half-open

was brave and glanced in

just as a glass vase flipped off a small chair

giving him a big  scare!

 

Like the dog kept his distance from the area

until he noticed after closing

preparing to take the dog for his nightly walk

he was nowhere to be found

until his wife frantically came to him worried

to that room both scurried!

 

Shaking said their dog was distressed inside

upon their arrival outside

sure enough heard the barking and howling

the door completely shut

no idea how this could become sealed tight

or the dog inside full of fright!

 

It should have made an almighty loud bang

but nothing was heard

and why would a scared animal venture in

not easy breaking solid wood

the dog ran passed never settling again

the couple could not remain!

 

Whatever it was concerned them no more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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