Marks!

It was a new experience living in tranquil peace

of the countryside no traffic or neighbours

retired from the city of violence and corruption

he awoke that first day mid-morning

no longer on the tube heading for his office nice

to retire and have a life great advice!

 

The downside recently divorced an expensive time

yet was glad the dog came to

always got on better with Betsy his beloved Alsatian

who had been noisy in the night

after loudly barking had then joined me on the bed

on my pillow placed her head!

 

Too  tired to be roused or concerned with her warning

but surprised at the whimpering

that made me sense she had been scared by something

sitting up she jumped down

gave me that look to follow with trepidation complied

where was she guiding me felt petrified!

 

The pure air and landscape hit me a wonderful feeling

this was short lived as Betsy guided me

to my SUV where the damage to the bonnet was clear

deep gouged marks had ripped it apart

she snarled from a distance but would not go near

what formidable entity was living here?

 

At this moment I stand next to Betsy on my cell phone

recording the image and words as proof

that something fearsome co-exists in the wilderness

there are no tracks on the ground

nor signs or sounds that could give me any evidence

that feeling of being watched grows more intense!

 

The badly damaged phone was found by a friend

concerned he could not make contact

an intense search was carried out of the vast area

nothing was found of the man or dog

though the locals knew the legend of the beast

that upon flesh it did seek to feast!

 

Or could there be an even deeper unsolved mystery?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Sounds From The Skies!

That day came when throughout every nation

loud sounds filled the air

many believed it was trumpets being blown

others an unrecognisable noise

that left many pondering dazed and fearful

in awe or very tearful!

 

A belief it was a warning from celestial angels

that the second coming was near

whether this is the truth or it’s another cause

creating these loud disturbances

the approaching of an alien marauding force

humans the main course!

 

In the skies to unbelievable cloud formations

never before seen like these

there is a mystery unfolding roundabout

adding fuel to ancient revelations

increasing earth quakes and violent storms

blight mankind in different forms!

 

Each year there are dire warnings of the end

we are still here to ponder

with so much bloodshed how do we survive

maybe that date will soon befall

with many scenarios of our impending fate

maybe it’s not long to wait!

 

Should we prepare for the coming rapture

the ending of humanities time

what awaits us all in the coming New Year

speculation an unreliable guide

as dark elements manipulate our direction

as we seek our rightful resurrection!

 

May I hope the coming year brings you all Peace!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Relaxing Day!

It had been a beautiful relaxing day

unfamiliar rumbles irritating

she thought was a distant storm

sat watching television

her phone vibrated on silent mode

more than normally glowed!

 

The air within her neat home crackled

electric shocks made her wince

it was not an ordinary day she knew

bright fork like lightning exploded

wrecking the area in which she resided

what with her world had collided?

 

Like a pulse wave electricity had gone

as craft appeared in the skies

now filling the once blue cloudless space

planes crashed to the ground

a crescendo of ear-splitting sounds

upon her sanity pounds!

 

Then creatures swamped the landscape

overwhelming any resistance

as people were eliminated from earth

predictions were ignored

nobody believed it could be a fact

with aliens to really interact!

 

So many movies and television dramas

bombarding us with CGI

apathetic to the chance it was a warning

this was a coming threat

until the moment of the actual event

when humanity to hell was sent!

 

All communication with earth lost!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Enclosed!

There alone in the room felt enclosed

yet somehow something lingered

sounds though faint made him shiver

no radio or any other distractions

could have made those creepy sounds

as knocking in his head pounds!

 

What was so close yet he could not see

nothing visible but why so petrified

afraid to move or look around the room

surely this must be his imagination

his breath now was becoming strained

his strength and willpower drained!

 

The open door closed wanted to scream

the air chilled heard a faint whisper

understood not a syllable of any words

mouth became so dry his heart raced

on his sweaty neck a sudden sharp pain

no longer within could he remain!

 

What was here tormenting his very being

a shadow appeared and circled him

a physical push made him fall to his knees

summing up what energy he had left

crawled to the door struggling to his feet

prayed this specter he could defeat!

 

As it began that awful sensation had gone

but the scars within were really strong

what had happened just could not explain

to this day vividly remains in his brain!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Simply!

The bottle simply fell off the high shelf

as the barmaid poured a drink

this was in the lounge bar of a hotel

grade one listed building

with a history of phenomena reported

and stories of love thwarted!

 

Much had been proved to be natural

sounds created by the wood

creaking expanding and contracting

drafts from old windows

letting cold air chill the weary visitor

who had not been here before!

 

To those staff who had been here awhile

they had got more use to it

though parts of the hotel were off limit

they were scared to enter

shadows and sensations of dread within

tested their professional discipline!

 

An ancient coaching inn with a dark past

extended over the centuries

main route to London saw highwaymen

regularly robbing stage coaches

villains often hanged passengers killed

to those near the bones it chilled!

 

Items thrown or going missing routine

but the recording was proof

an entity roamed the bars and corridors

blurry but it looked like a female

in flowing dress came into view gliding

for them the proof providing!

 

Also seen in the upper bedrooms area

others had said they had seen

bodies hanging from a gnarled oak tree

in the cobbled courtyard

so many hidden secrets still to be told

gruesome terrors to behold!

 

The inn drew the curios and series investigator

amateur and professional facilitator!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Imposing!

It had an imposing image for a new hospital

though in developement accidents

during construction of the district infirmary

even on its opening day

injuries caused by more structural damage

was annoying at this stage!

 

Nothing would get in the way of the progress

prestige pride most of all money

forced the building on no matter the sacrifice

only a few knew the real truth

how it was pushed through breaking the law

not for a second did they pause!

 

The land was not of a suitable consistency

as beneath it had been excavated

some years before an object was retrieved

quickly by an unknown group

who arrived rapidly taking it from the site

in the middle of a summer’s night!

 

Locals were never informed of what it was

or who had whisked it away

rumours of an alien craft and high radiation

were never answered

it had always had a mystical evil reputation

and a strong feeling of intimidation!

 

Nobody would go near the open land in fear

so it caused a huge debate

when the new hospital was then approved

now the day was finally here

its doors were opened and with trepidation

entered with a nervous hesitation!

 

Impressed by the splendour they gathered

in the huge entrance lobby

the medical director was on a raised podium

cynically smiling at them

the commotion was faint at first few heard

soon none could hear a word!

 

Staff not at the opening started shouting

as if warning of danger

screams became shrill as the groups met

mayhem rapidly ensued

creatures like large moths were overhead

swooping as people fled!

 

Grabbing anybody with their long claws

taking them up high

dropping them on to the polished floor

crashing onto the crowd

those who could get out were attacked

beasts with weapons hacked!

 

From the grounds other snake-like things

slid towards those trapped

senior directors tried to make a getaway

found there was no escape

with so many of the dignitaries present

were hell bound sent!

 

As it had begun it ended the beasts vanished

leaving devastation behind

everyone concerned with its creation had gone

the hospital was unsafe

those still alive got away never to return here

a supernatural power involved clear!

 

It now stands abandoned a reminder of events

a grotesque cursed building

that only the foolish would even contemplate

approaching let alone enter

strange sightings and weird sounds reported

sceptics say natural sounds distorted!

 

No explanation for the events have been given

for investigators their curiosity is driven!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

From The Edge!

From the edge of the provincial airport

for decades reported sightings.

Of lights activity and unusual sounds

revving engines and voices.

Nothing on the runway could be seen

many felt something had been!

 

Few houses were nearby just open fields

surrounded the neglected site.

Grass grew through tarmac and cement

a long time since any action.

Or the tread of rubber or booted feet

and gardens once so neat.

 

Though visitors said they felt a vibration

as if there was life present!

Each sure there they were not alone

and unable to stay long.

A paranormal group decided explore

behind each rotting door!

 

It had been a world war two bomber base

that had seen much tragedy.

Comrades and planes that never returned

or died when trying to land!

Crashing exploding into ferocious flames

that trauma and pain still remains!

 

Into this deeply sad and charged atmosphere

the investigators dared to enter!

Instantly sounds voices and a green mist

their EMF meters went off the scale.

There was no chance to set up equipment

as a phantom plane was in descent!

 

The group was hounded by phenomena

nothing so vivid seen before.

A female member screamed it went silent

stunned they moved back!

To assess what each had just observed

judgement would be reserved.

 

Overwhelmed certain they were unprepared

deciding to leave early that night!

Knowing without doubt it was haunted here

but even as they retreated.

Everyone heard marching crisp and clear

each experienced fear!

 

Leaving the site scared yet wanting to return

feeling something else had come to!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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