Stroll!

Such a nice day parked near a disused lane

decided to explore take a stroll

there was a refreshment van parked nearby

a nice cold drink on his return

several people buying food as he strolled by

as an object ahead caught his eye!

 

Made him sharply turn but nothing was visible

a trick of the light in the trees

yet caution began to slow his steps with concern

it was deserted so ventured

a nagging feeling made him want to head back

yet curiosity kept him on track!

 

Began to realise there was no sounds or movement

as up ahead saw a derelict building

again out of peripheral vision certain of a shape

hiding in the shrubbery nearby

had a strong compulsion to head for the dwelling

as that sense of foreboding was excelling!

 

His steps became heavy each muscle began aching

breathe laboured and rasping

soon stood at the doorless entrance in long grass

became aware somebody there

a shape in long cloak and hood hovered off the floor

petrified him to his core!

 

Where the face should be was just a blackness so deep

could not move heart pounded

thought it would explode out of his chest here alone

then it was gone now just the ruin

ran as fast as he could until he saw the catering van

glad to back where his walk began!

 

Nearing his parked car noticed a sign he had missed

small faded with arrow pointing

could only just make out the words upon it written

this way to the witches cottage

sat back then quickly left vowing never to return

images and feelings filled him with concern!

 

Intrigued compelled to research this haunted location

had to return for a paranormal investigation!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Through The Arches!

Through the arches leading to open fields

the elderly man walked

slowly with his small ageing little dog

cheerful on his daily stroll

happy in his own company with his pet

normally nobody else he met!

 

Quite as usual on the his established route

did not see the group of lads

watching him pass with too much interest

started to follow close behind

his dog sensed them near as he growled

at this the elderly man scowled!

 

At the same point let his dog off the lead

near to a clump of bushes

the group of six gathered behind them

circling a younger boy

peering down at him in conversation

he listened to their oration!

 

Into his small hand they put a knife

he had to stab the man

as if mesmerized gripped the handle

said nothing but nodded

the elderly man sat down on a bank

from a water bottle drank.

 

If really he wanted to be part of the gang

kill him they kept saying

coming up stealthily behind the old man

shaking with anticipation

brought the knife down striking with force

in the neck then felt remorse!

 

Falling back looked up at the lad in anguish

eyes locked a barking dog

brought him back to the reality of his actions

quickly withdrawing the knife

wiped off the blood in the grass automatically

unable to let go ran erratically!

 

Ignoring the shouts and cheers of the gang

who ran in the opposite direction

leaving the innocent victim dying his pet

guarding him whimpering

laying next to the loyal friend now silent

he was small but defiant!

 

The lad who should have been at school

reached his parents house

they were both out at work he had a key

heart pounding breathless

washed blood off his small hands thinking

watching it drain without blinking!

 

Then as he sat in the kitchen alone cried

at twelve why had he killed

the knife was on the table in front of him

his torment now had begun

a loud knock at the door made him cower

this was his defining hour!

 

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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