Prison!

The prison was being closed down now obsolete

opened for one hundred and fifty years

a new private facility had been opened nearby

extra prison officers were drafted in

with over two hundred prisoners to transfer

hoping no problems would occur!

 

Starting at first light the operation got underway

as the transport rolled into the yard

the prisoners were ready very eager to leave

guards from the new facility

were assisting those from the retiring prison

where many secrets until now hidden!

 

A strange orderly exit was completed within a day

but on roll call several were missing

a search had to be made in the empty building

nobody would give any reasons

for those unaccounted souls as the search began

in their hands the prison plan!

 

Few officers from this prison volunteered to return

left mainly to those from the new

to venture into the ageing depths to find the missing

splitting into groups of three

each led by somebody who knew the prisons layout

each uncertain and full of doubt!

 

Entering the C wing cell doors were banging loudly

and movement in the cells ahead

expecting to find one of those they seeked inside

but nothing stirred except dust

then a sound if somebody was running their way

on looking nothing could they survey!

 

An older guard said an inmate had been murdered

in the dank cell then tossed over the rail

walking on more nervous than they were before

headed down to the lower levels

to the isolation block with no lights and very small

where nobody could hear you call!

 

Thoroughly searching the cramped eerie cold place

nobody visibly was to be found

but one or two were certain they heard voices there

glad to leave back to ground level

in the mess hall it felt as though others were near

footsteps approaching crystal clear!

 

Each group were here so had no explanation for sounds

unable to locate the missing prisoners

it was decided to leave and recheck registers to see

if it was simply a clerical error

everyone glad to be out of the repressive environment

that to them was maleficent!

 

Even the hardened experienced prison officers had found

their last visit an unexpected scare

it was found the number missing men was  correct

they were never found or seen again

paranormal investigators are regular visitors inside today

none of them from the team would stray!

 

Within the prison the phenomenon increased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Until!

For some years now the group had investigated

many reported haunted sites

on which every member the findings did debate

the many frightening nights

when sceptic and believer too often disagreed

as the investigation did proceed!

 

This philosophy worked well a mutual respect

until they visited the hospital

that had been abandoned its history suspect

with rumours and tittle-tattle

sounds and sightings of  dead patients seen

or the staff  it could have been!

 

This intrigued the groups sense of adventure

and determination to seek facts

with boldness and determination did enter

in the hope of making contact

with members of the local paranormal team

who knew the haunting was extreme!

 

First a walk around to known places of activity

static cameras with night vision

put in areas of  known sightings and negativity

making each move a joint decision

but even on this prelim voices were picked up

creating flutters in their gut!

 

Every piece of equipment was primed and ready

as the small group proceeded

lights were now turned off had to take it steady

and rules of engagement heeded

torches to guide them to the areas of interest

this night each it would test!

 

In the resuscitation room cries of pain are heard

picked up on the voice recorder

screams of a male asking for help clear each word

this nearly created disorder

one female says she has been touched on her face

shaken went back to the base!

 

Passing by the theatres a child’s laugh is so clear

everybody heard this faint sound

followed by an aggressive growl so very near

each suddenly turned around

slowly the few walked towards the trauma ward

an eerie place to be explored.

 

Reported in here coldness and shadows moving

even the double doors creaked

cautiously entering the mood was not improving

as a loud tap made a girl shriek

in the cameras viewfinder a human shape seen

also on the thermal image screen!

 

Then a deep rasping voice shouted clearly get out

the words confirmed on playback

a shadow darted around them in anger no doubt

another group member felt a whack

almost ending on the debris covered ward floor

they could not take any more!

 

Gathering outside by their van in the forecourt

the dawn was beginning  to break

every member shaken at what they had caught

though a long night were wide awake

the equipment still inside they had to retrieve

even the sceptics had to believe!

 

But there would be a lot more surprises in store

reviewing the footage taken

galvanizing them all into coming back for more

the investigation each had shaken

two hours later left to evaluate and contemplate

and their next actions to debate!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Island Of Hell!

To the Island of hell the five now headed

visiting the long disused prison

stood ominously silent and foreboding

here to investigate the spirits

was said possessed the bricks and steel

what spectres did it conceal?

 

The deceased still walking within these walls

many witnesses had told

of threatening voices from those dead

prisoners there murdered

also several prison officers here as well

on the Island of hell!

 

Long before anything existed on the  land

native american’s  shunned it

knowing it was cursed evil roamed free

but when the prison was built

even the hardened criminals were afraid

on minds and souls evil preyed!

 

To this place the ghost investigation team came

to find out for themselves

if stories and experiences were actually true

none of these truth seekers

were disappointed at evidence perceived

without doubt believed!

 

From recorded messages to those red eyes

feeling somebody near

the moving shadow and light caught on film

in the cell when in darkness

confirming what many others had all faced

the prison had been cased!

 

Set in the busy wide river formed from granite

often shrouded in mist

the famous Golden Gate Bridge easily insight

once a fortress Alcatraz

a reminder of a once brutal and hated history

dares people to engulf the mystery!

 

One more experience none would ever forget!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

I Once Belonged

I once belonged to a paranormal group

just wanting to see a spook!

Sitting for hours in buildings in the dark

even in a country park.

At first it was fun and a fantastic team

but now a faded dream.

 

Plenty of  investigations to get that thrill

but I am waiting still.

To see a single shadow or spectral entity

or was I too thick to see?

Being an ordinary guy the fun was gone

as technology came along.

 

From investigating as a tight working unit

technology became the remit.

And in the end I felt like a lone bystander

the equipment handler.

Unable to embrace the wonders of science

or its clever appliance.

 

It must have been seven years I was involved

the problems never resolved.

I shall miss travelling near and sometimes far

with anticipation in the car.

Hoping for a positive and rewarding result

a little proof sought.

 

With regret that period in my life has passed

but a wider net is now cast.

My interest in the paranormal is very strong

and new adventures I long!

 

Thus my personal journey carries on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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