Holiday Cabin!

First night on holiday was always exciting

this year was different

she had come ahead alone not so inviting

here early with good intent

mum and daughter due tomorrow night

being alone did not seem right!

 

Had come ahead early she had an extra day

wanted to see her daughter Kate

had been at university soon be here to stay

for two weeks could not wait

never been here before wanted to prepare

of any danger was not aware!

 

Busy getting holiday cabin how she wanted

soon darkness had come

felt tired never thought it could be haunted

to exhaustion had succumb

decided to have an early and restful sleep

anything else to the morning keep!

 

Not use to being in the countryside all alone

or cabin with panoramic view

had forgotten her mobile and no house phone

here alone anxiety grew

now for the first time began to feel uneasy

stomach churning was queasy!

 

As she came out of the bathroom she saw

through the bedroom window

the shape of a figure she could not ignore

yelling her actions slow

froze but then in an instant it had gone

for the morning did so long!

 

Unable to relax ran around to check doors

making sure they were locked

terrified felt sweat oozing from her pores

her well-being totally rocked

as if circling heard loud footsteps near

echoing in her ears so clear!

 

Many thoughts racing through her mind

were all the windows locked

would her child mums lifeless body find

now feeling deeply shocked

cowering in the corner behind the settee

wondering who it could be!

 

Creaking wooden boards surrounded her

scraping along the walls

with some object the fear within did stir

also across the glass

high-pitched a shadow passed as well

followed by a nasty smell!

 

Exhausted eventually fell into a half sleep

awaking with a start

the rising sun into the cabin began to peep

her fast beating heart

stiff where she had not moved needed a wee

parched so wanted a cup of tea!

 

The birds were singing loudly she ventured out

one shaky step at a time

afraid to make a sound in case it was still about

she was alive felt sublime

two joggers went by staring then running past

it was safe she thought at last!

 

Venturing onto the veranda now could see why

the couple moved away so fast

deep cuts in the wood and word reading die

she could only stare aghast

it covered the exterior in a place so serene

this horror did not fit the scene!

 

A familiar voice relieved she quickly turned

her daughter stood concerned!

 

She left with her family never to return here

something watched them go so very near!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

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A Friends Apartment!

The surroundings of his friend’s apartment

was unfamiliar to him.

How they’d got back was a total mystery

waking up on the couch.

Needing to find the toilet for an urgent pee

but it was difficult to see.

 

No idea where the bathroom was situated

knocking into furniture.

Unable to find a light switch blundered on

at last finding the room.

Relief! Found himself staring at his reflection

in a mirror feeling rejection!

 

Then for a second an image came behind him

certain it was his friend.

Swinging around to speak nothing was there

how could he be that quick?

Now adjusted to darkness made his way back

on a table his leg did whack!

 

Sliding his hand along the wall found the switch

instantly was painfully bright.

Soon becoming alert when he saw the gory mess

and vandalised room!

Blood spattered on the floors and every wall

then on something did fall!

 

The body of a young woman he’d never met

now smeared in her blood!

Running to the hallway trying to escape

the exit door was insight.

Reaching it only to find it had been locked

his rationality rocked!

 

What was he trapped in here with he stressed

where was his elusive mate?

His breath now laboured and sweat dripped

afraid to move a muscle!

Knowing it had killed one person already

on his feet was unsteady!

 

Nearby was an old-fashioned hat stand

a wooden cane hung there.

Reaching out gripped it in his sticky hand

seeing movement nearby.

There looking at him was he guessed his mate

bloody eyes filled with hate!

 

He knew what had turned this gentle person

was not an important issue.

Hoping he had the strength to fight for his life

as the beast lunged forward.

Hitting it as hard as he could but to no avail

this act sadly did fail!

 

But the cane had snapped in two he held a stake

very long and jagged!

By luck or a higher power there was one chance

the beast came at him again!

Lowering its head he thrust it hard like a sword

praying a direct hit he’d scored!

 

An awful scream and this thing fell on top of him

he could see the cane had struck.

Piercing an eye pushing it off him he just cried

as voices and banging.

Started loudly on the still locked main front door

he was safe he felt sure.

 

But at that moment the beast rose from the floor!

 

The Foureyed Poet.