Lady In Blue!

She was alone in silence by the bar

this was what witnesses said

who frequented this ancient inn

thought to be a woman murdered

centuries ago in a sordid history

where travellers were robbed

then were quickly eliminated

while they slept in the bed!

 

It was popular with investigators

who often spent many days

with equipment set up to seek out

the truth if it was to be found

of hauntings in the spooky hostelry

filled with a dark hostility!

 

Regulars had become used the events

of glasses being violently thrown

furniture moving seemingly unaided

few said they had seen spirits

the Lady in Blue or was it the alcohol

as it happened after nightfall!

 

Many came to explore the phenomena

some say they caught voices

or recorded odd shapes within the dark

but the footage was not clear

glass falling on security camera caught

made the hunt for spectres fraught!

 

Many do feel other realms surround us

more groups and television shows

seek that indisputable evidence of proof

but what is fact and what is fiction

when a deceased soul has been reached

and proof has been confirmed

maybe my sceptical open-minded bias

will make my outlook more pious!

 

I observe this society and await that moment!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Gold Band!

She looked intently at the gold band

on her long bony finger

playing with it nervously exposing

dried blood underneath

quickly she  headed to the rest room

remnants left of the groom!

 

Watching blood swirl down the sink

was satisfying to observe

she had loathed his very existence

remembering his body

was in the car boot she must leave

euphoria did not grieve!

 

Calmly walked through that busy bar

nobody noticed her pass

got in the motor now set on her course

to a lonely spot chosen

how did she get into this sordid mess

began to feel the stress!

 

Seemed a nice guy for a short while

then started his cheating

beating her up virtually every night

on this day went too far

said she was in the way so had to die

their marriage being a lie!

 

This attack forced her into the kitchen

avoiding the first blow

by the sink his hands around her throat

grasping a knife thrust it in

anger welled twisted the serrated blade

upon the table splayed!

 

Thought of pleading self-defence at first

one big problem with that

had been slowly poisoning him for weeks

one choice to disappear

she had made plans her new man waited

another identity created!

 

Into the wilderness they went one dead one reborn!

 

The Foureyed Poet.