Suspended!

The sensation of a ride on the new attraction

at the theme park was daunting

most others around were very enthusiastic

persuaded to ride the big dipper

not wanting to be classed as scared boarded

on a cell phone my image recorded!

 

Strapped into high-backed seats we climbed

slowly at first until reaching the peak

for a moment relaxed then surged downward

twisting and completing a loop

on its second rollover the train jolted to a stop

violently upside down at the top!

 

Seconds of a stunned silence before screams

as the straps pulled tight supporting

the ten fearful riders on the two precariously

poised carriages preventing them

falling to a certain collision with ground below

feeling it swaying to and fro!

 

That juncture in time you hope would not be

helpless your life could cease

nothing within your power to block your drop

skittish on how the outcome

is resolved so there are no injuries or fatalities

nor any unsuspecting technicalities!

 

Pain discomfort surging blood within the brain

fear of never getting home

seconds seem hours as the crowds increased

as they gorp at you on show

hanging like the latest attraction at the park

your chances growing stark!

 

Rescue services here at long last bodies numb

a creak a disturbing bump

will we crash amongst those gathering far below

turntable ladders close now

being helped from the tight harnesses and seats

back on the ground pulse at normal beats!

 

Reluctantly glance at where you were all trapped

the attitude to life changed evermore

hug between those you feel bonded in adversity

space blankets hot drinks

sympathy and tears crescendo amongst the throng

relief many burst into a spontaneous song!

 

Remembered that death never called your time!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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The Ariel!

The Man drove his car through a shop window

witnesses told the police

on examination nothing improper was found

he was an ordinary man

a day later another tried to kill his neighbour

with an antique sabre!

 

Groups began to gather in a spontaneous mode

smashing windows at random

a mother with a child hit a woman for no reason

then became sweet again

bizarre incidents began to increase more

never seen here before!

 

A tension filled the once peaceful area

the reasons unclear

was it something in the air or in the water

that had turned the public crazy

as deaths and injuries began to multiply

must find an answer they did cry!

 

What could be causing the paranoid actions

that was restricted to this area

on investigation they found one addition

a mobile network mast

had been erected but was it involved

a mystery to be solved!

 

Getting permission they got it switched off

to their surprise they found

everyone’s behaviour went back to normal

the police wondered why

this had not occurred with any other mast

a suspicious cloud was cast!

 

They were not told it was a military experiment

that had been approved

or that it’s trial had been a complete success

more would  be activated

using the public for dark operations nationwide

the truth always denied!

 

The lies accumulated over decades continued

if only the public knew

case closed as cause was of unknown origin

no evidence of foul play found

a clamp down was imposed life carried on

as if nothing was ever wrong!

 

The Ariel mysteriously disappeared over night!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Desolation Manor!

It was another working day for the carpenter

one of a group renovating a house

admittedly it was a big premises with a past

named oddly Desolation Manor

but he found himself uneasy being inside

afraid this he denied!

 

Here in an overgrown country park at dawn

arriving before anyone else

the manor looked more bleak on this day

very reluctant to go near

never liked working here standing outside

his time to bide!

 

All the while drawn to a mother and child

waiting at the main door

trying to turn away he heard a child laugh

nobody else was about

compelled to take another look that way

an empty doorway on display!

 

At last his fellow workers came down the drive

he felt very relieved

greeting each other they went into the dim hall

his job renovating the staircase

hearing their laughter echoing in the building

soon he had regret coming in!

 

Opening his tool box a loud sound up the stairs

instinctively glancing that way

a couple  argued where had they come from

the man pushed the female

falling violently down with a pitiful scream

blood flowed like a stream!

 

A child came into view kneeling by the body

sobbing holding a still hand

he jumped back in a spontaneous reaction

but nothing was visible

in a cold sweat he picked up his tool case

never returning to that place!

 

Nor dare to look back or speak of it again!

 

The Foureyed Poet.