Aware!

An odd sensation was all she was aware

a pain and the darkness

awoke suddenly alone in her apartment

as if from a deep sleep

everything seemed exactly as before

yet different was so sure!

 

On the large settee she found herself laid

adjusting her blurred vision

her pet dog came to lick the hanging hand

but never felt the sensation

concerned sat up it was then she realised

life had been deprived!

 

Her body was on the settee white and still

yet she seemed so real

the dog slowly backed away as if in fear

her husband came in

from a night shift and to her side ran

a tired shattered man!

 

She had loved him now could not touch

only watch as he tried

to revive the woman he had just wed

phoning for an ambulance

in shock laid beside her loudly praying

their pet with a ball playing!

 

Paramedics came very quickly with aid

watching expecting the light

her husband holding their fluffy pet dog

hearing every word they said

both tried everything to start the heart

not wanting her forever to part!

 

Surely it was too late life had now passed

but a weird sensation

more pain a deep breath and a gentle kiss

a warm hand gentle breath

knowing she was back alive and not alone

really hearing his soft tone!

 

Upon a stretcher drips in arms on oxygen

heading to the medical centre

heard a voice an image of her dead father

faintly saying not your time

my precious child but I am always near

later was certain she did hear!

 

Eighteen months seemed to have flown by

their dreams had come true

back in hospital for birth of their child

the problems now melted away

happily over time her strength grew

incredibly life had begun anew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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The library!

The young librarian had no problems on arrival

to take up her new senior post

this her own domain to run with an assistant

in a rural north country town

charged with the task of bringing it up to date

excited she could not wait!

 

There would be much to do and evenings spent

a huge challenge to savour

hardly been changed since the nineteen fifties

soon her first late after it closed

and coming to the end of the week feeling tired

though happy and inspired.

 

Placing hundreds of books  in alphabetical order

heard whispering from nearby

as a large book shot out narrowly missing her face

falling onto piles of books

years of accumulated dust made her cough and splutter

not a word could utter!

 

Shaken and more than a little disturbed had to leave

running to get some fresh air

covered in this layer of musty old clinging dust

on exiting saw a movement

followed by fast tapping on the  glass window

what it could be did not know!

 

Now understood why her assistant would not stay

would not re-enter that night

could not sleep thinking of what had transpired

what had she seen and heard

returning early the next morning it seemed fine

of a break-in no sign!

 

It went without incident for several more days

chatting casually to the assistant

said it had once been  the towns court and jail

rumours abounded it was haunted

though denied witnessing anything herself

never saw books fly off the shelf!

 

The librarian more confident decided to stay

late into the evening again

with the task nearly completed cleared up

content about to leave

heard a book fall turning in the direction

a natural human reaction!

 

Before her a black mass was quickly forming

what looked like a devil

attacked her terrified screams were muffled

there was nobody to hear

the assistant was surprised to find it unlocked

going inside even more shocked!

 

On the floor by the desk the librarian sat groaning

making no sense at all

when approached retreated cowering wide-eyed

taken for psychic evaluation

was committed to a mental asylum as insane

and there she did remain!

 

This was several years ago no explanation discovered

but we know don’t we?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Over Night Stay!

It was a chance sighting for her

passing the quaint pub

returning from a job interview

confident it went well

but it was late and she was tired

yet happy and inspired.

 

Needing to have an over night stay

this was an ideal place

no need to deviate her route home

pulled into the car park

entering within the pubs inner core

on polished wooden floor.

 

The atmosphere serene and quiet

soon reaching the bar

enquired about bed and breakfast

to a nice woman there

who said this service was provided

she’d stay here decided.

 

Plain and simple the rooms unique

four-post beds as well

at that moment felt an odd sensation

had supper and a drink

then went up to retire for the night

now it had become twilight.

 

As she got in the bed an impression

like a person was sitting

to sleepy just settled in soft sheets

turning off the small lamp

from the bathroom a shape emerged

towards her it surged!

 

Giggling heard followed by a soft voice

a cold breeze made her shiver

now somebody was beside her face

a gentle pull of the hair

yet was not afraid a female essence

nothing made any sense!

 

The next morning woke with sunlight

through curtained windows

refreshed showered and dressed

early breakfast and tea

enquired about the room and history

a girl had died who a mystery!

 

Leaving contented at what occurred

a touch on her back

quickly turning nobody was close by

needing to find out why

had she been drawn here truth to seek

a lost spirit trying to speak?

 

She knew there must be a return visit!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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