Began!

Even approaching her electric car

that buzzing sound began

a powerful charge threw her back

bright specs of light darting

rapidly all around her visual field

to its power had to yield!

 

Stunned lay upon the dank tarmac

of the large car park

could not understand the cause

other shoppers helped

concerned at this unusual event

what was this torment?

 

Almost immediately it escalated

the electricity arced

connecting with lighting towers

plus cell like poles

that were closely situated nearby

birds fried flying by!

 

Patterns sparking above their heads

the charge crackled

smell of burning ozone as it ignited

as anything electrical

ceased to function and a grid created

a new power base activated!

 

From that day forth the vast population

filled with fear and damnation!

 

Surely this is only a nightmare scenario?

 

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Three Lights!

There was a gasp from a small group walking

ahead as he talked to his girlfriend

they saw up into the darkening starlit sky

could see three lights moving in unison

also a silhouette of a large triangular outline

nothing earth like did they align!

 

People came to a halt as everybody stared

then small craft lit up as if an escort

the mood altered to unease as it progressed

soon silently heading out over the sea

the small objects darting about at high-speed

was this a prior warning to heed?

 

A lot took photos and recorded on their phones

gathered in groups watching lights

that vanished in an instant before their eyes

not expecting another huge triangle

towards their vantage point it was heading

what was coming fear was spreading!

 

Then from the depths many more object came

within the triangles each entered

was this the invasion predicted in many films

as the eyes of the world focused

on this night news outlets reported this event

what beings were coming us to torment?

 

But almost immediately the images removed

newscasters stating it was an exercise

balloons flares and planes just misconstrued

there was no need for any consternation

any truth removed from the populations gaze

trapped in a mind controlled maze!

 

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Eerie!

The Shabby building loomed into sight

on a quiet country cross roads

a low mist hung above the damp fields

it had a certain eerie charm

baffled how he had a feeling of brutality

how could this be in reality?

 

Dimly lit oddly no cars parked outside

guardedly stood fearfully

had decided to leave his car on a verge

really needed a rest

alone and tired instinct held him back

the nerve to enter did lack!

 

There seemed to be an invisible barrier

or was it his imagination

a compulsion drove him slowly forward

his body tingled for a second

now found himself entering into the inn

what would he find within?

 

From behind a distinct sound of animals

turned to see six horses

pulling a stagecoach that was coming in

laughter alerted him

loud raucous singing coming from one bar

the other quiet and empty bizarre!

 

Those from the stage-coach entered tired

so close he was not seen

it was like looking at a television screen

an invisible ghostly watcher

well dressed passengers wearily entering

round a fire centering!

 

They looked cold talking with each other

yet he felt a tension

a pretty woman talking to a young man

an older male looked angry

from his waistband drew a gun and fired

the man collapsed expired!

 

Unable to leave these images before him

watching women scream

and other passengers terrifying stares

there was confusion and rage

as the group of drunken men burst in

the savagery did begin!

 

Dragging the mature male roughly outside

with mob rule taking over

attempts by the coachman and the female

who had been involved

pushed to the ground as a rope handed

to the leader justice he demanded!

 

As he watched unable to do anything at all

saw it thrown over a tree

and the dangling end made into a noose

put around the hysterical man

the group pulled together his body lifted

then his vision drifted!

 

All went dark he suddenly awoke shaken

crumpled on the ground

it was so quiet sitting up with a headache

surveyed his surroundings

the old building was deserted and sealed

as if things inside concealed!

 

The land in front was overgrown and barren

he tried to run from there

confused at what had occurred so scared

back at his car could see

a glow emanating from inside as darkness

the countryside did caress!

 

Driving off in disbelief at this experience

never told a soul about it

years later tried to retrace that journey

but never found the place

was this a glimpse into a real past event

always remained his torment!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Hikers!

The mixed group of hikers felt a slight tremor

as the wind picked up

on a desolate icy and snow filled wilderness

lost as the heavy snow

hit their bodies as the temperature dropped

it would be foolish if they stopped!

 

Finally found a sheltered area safe to camp

protection from the elements

though some equipment lost on the trail

had enough supplies for now

six-men and women huddled in a tent

it would be a night of torment!

 

It had been reported bright lights were seen

falling from the swirling clouds

the night before the hikers passed through

from details on investigation

during the atrocious storm they left the tent

for some unknown intent!

 

More hikers alerted the rescue authorities

after finding the deserted camp

there seemed to be no signs of any struggle

search parties were formed

finding their mangled corpses what desire

going out only in night attire!

 

None being alive at first it was thought bears

the culprit of a despicable act

injuries caused by a weapon not any claws

covered all the bodies

but what had drawn them out into such cold

would the truth ever be told?

 

No tracks beside the victims could be detected

adding to this enigma

many reported feeling nauseated on the recovery

and were glad to leave

sensing whatever had done this was very nearby

they to could easily die!

 

Tests carried out later gave them more surprises

tissue and fluid samples found

were not of human origin adding to the conundrum

many years later unsolved

few would ever venture to the area no locals dared

either sensible or truly scared!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

The Tattered Flag!

On the edge of an open field hung the tattered flag

the only indication of the battle

long forgotten the torment of lost innocence

or names of the fallen soldiers

one more conflict where nothing had been won

there a feeling of death still hung!

 

Bodies buried in shallow graves where each fell

young lives ended in torment

grass now covered the site and sheep grazed

where restless souls still roam

no cannon or musket fire nor smell of cordite

as two armies clash in the fight!

 

Silence is what greets the visitor to this field

pleasant during daylight hours

as the shadows lengthen a mist hangs low

and voices have been heard

crying out longingly on the endless breeze

rustling the grass and trees!

 

The tattered flag blows proudly in its salute

to those nameless soldiers

from long ago whose spirits will never leave

all those families of the fallen

remember their ancestors ultimate sacrifice

in war a cruel and futile device!

 

The tattered flag remains as a remembrance!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Club!

The club was built on a slaughter-house site

where death was embedded

in eighteen twenty-one the hauntings began

soon as the wooden structure

opened for business visitors felt the chill

many became violently ill!

 

Voices were heard flies often filled the air

nobody understood why

did tainted blood washed down the well

on the ancient burial ground

cause the disturbances in the night spot

did it cause a man to be shot?

 

Before long more murders took place inside

some put down to drink

others were not se easy to find the reasons

in the twenties booze was band

in america prohibition was being enforced

by the feds strictly endorsed!

 

Violence escalated as gangsters profits grew

those opposing disappeared

eventually it was forced to close left empty

used by squatters and worse

devil worshippers found it ideal for rituals

breaking every holy rule!

 

It remained like this until the nineteen eighties

when a musician a venue

refitted it to his own country music design

the first manager it was said

became possessed by an entity in torment died

sinister shadows roamed inside!

 

Female screams often chilled many party goers

flying glasses and furniture

that moved without any human intervention

began to give the establishment

the wrong publicity the owner and staff wanted

soon with ghost hunters confronted!

 

Now to this day paranormal groups are certain

the activity is credibly real

has not diminished within spirits and demons

are there resident inside

one of the most haunted dwellings it is said

that fills most visitors with dread!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Fire Station!

Within the  centre of the modern city

stood the main fire station

not only with emergency calls

also had ghostly sightings in its border

to rational crew out-of-order!

 

Were known to mock the ghostly stories

until observed and recorded

moving across the yard a male figure

strolled by the camera lens

then disappeared no alarms activated

no intruder was indicated!

 

Allegedly was built on the sight of a temple

of the ancient Knights Templar

a monastic military order established here

and all around were grave yards

ideal for stories of roaming spirits to grow

the dead in the ground below!

 

A group of investigators wanted to  seek out

explanations for themselves

within the main building some had images

of somebody crying in pain

a bloody form crawling on hands and knees

evermore repeating their pleas!

 

Others that desperation of an endless torment

lingered on the upper floor

moving down to the underground car park

that took on the guise of a tomb

they settled on chairs to wait in the dim light

where shadow s came into  sight!

 

As if quickly walking around the nervous team

one said they saw a door open

somebody exiting checking there were no staff

coming for an inquisitive look

everybody had been instructed not  to interfere

all personel to keep well clear!

 

The decision was made after five hours to leave

more footsteps had been heard

as the equipment was dismantled they talked

though nothing could be seen

none were comfortable and glad to be departing

as another shape was seen darting!

 

Taken aback because it occurred while emerging

the team leader said he saw

the dark shape following the last member out

being certain this he did observe

getting back to the ground level being late

this gave them a lot to debate!

 

Their conclusion there was much unexplained

gathered information to analyse

personal experiences were really compelling

whether proof had been recorded

this was yet to be done review and ascertain

if natural or evidence did obtain!

 

Half of them truly believed something existed

the others this notion resisted!

 

In The Fire Station the haunting’s continue!

 

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The Smiling Man!

Just before they came home from holiday

they asked another couple

on the sunny beach to take their picture

outside a derelict stone building

nobody else was there that glorious day

they could honestly say!

 

Close together for that one memorable shot

but on seeing the picture

another figure was standing right behind

clearly in the doorway

that was not there as they happily posed

was disturbingly exposed!

 

They had ventured into the gun emplacement

while inside it was very odd

but nothing else did they encounter within

the photo was taken soon after

the following day headed back to their home

a few days by the sea before Rome.

 

A good conversation topic the unknown man

everybody keen to see the photo

but soon the intrigue became their torment

it started simply with noises

faint taps objects falling and items shifted

tried to laugh it off but it persisted!

 

A few weeks on the holiday was a memory

a very bad one for them

the night the smiling man sat on their bed

in the early hours that jolt

the mattress was dipped half asleep turned

shocked realising he had returned!

 

By the time they had sat up nothing was there

it had suddenly become cold

scraping could be heard just above their heads

like something crawling in the loft

heading downstairs could not settle any more

terrified the cause were unsure!

 

Reaching the bottom instinct made them look up

as the bookshelf on the landing

came hurtling their way with tremendous force

just managing to jump to safety

having to admit it was not of a natural cause

in their thoughts made them pause!

 

Neither until now believed in the paranormal

this had now changed their minds

as each day  their situation became much worse

and no longer could feel secure

once more viewing the photo they were sure

it started on that sandy shore!

 

And the figure behind was who they had seen

now within their own home

urgently needing help searched the internet

hoping to find that solution

being drawn to a psychic research organisation

for some kind of explanation!

 

Even as that sense of hope rather than despair

made them feel closer together

a positive purpose amongst growing negativity

making that initial contact waited

for their first meeting to find the possible cause

in the disturbances there was no pause!

 

As the electrical power to their home was cut

and a deep voice from nowhere

shouted get out a shadow like presence forced

them towards a solid front door

that burst open and they stood on their lawn

in darkness waited forlorn!

 

Hugging each other hoping these people could help!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

New Beginning!

For the parents and five girls of varying ages

this was the chance for a new start

in a different location far away from the city

where their eldest had problems

claiming the house was haunted by a spirit

so would not stay within it!

 

Managed to get into trouble and arrested

eventually having a breakdown

at seventeen needed psychiatric support

ending in a mental asylum

realised their daughter would not return

having little money a concern!

 

There was no choice when their youngest saw

unseen by them girls running around

and a woman in her room standing screaming

the decision was made to leave

having one disturbed girl was enough not two

nothing else they could do

 

On the internet this house seemed to appeal

cheap needing some work

a bargain not to be missed the family agreed

mum and dad looked alone

with no choice this was all they could afford

nothing wrong the agent assured!

 

Their new home was a long way from the last

and the light was fading on arrival

it took some time to pick their eldest child up

from the hospital’s psychiatric wing

darkness had fallen when they entered within

unaware it was a house of sin!

 

Everybody was too tired to feel any concern

settling in the lounge together

sleeping bags their beds for this one night

though it was a restless sleep

not because of  it being a strange new dwelling

there were sounds like pitiful yelling!

 

Before dawn the eldest Rebecca was a awoken

by a whisper in her ear so clear

half asleep saw a girl of similar age stood there

thin and pale and beckoning

as if wanting her to follow but she tripped falling

yet still heard a voice calling!

 

The noise woke the family and the girl had gone

and now no pleading voice

said nothing in case it was assumed a relapse

she knew that it was a ghost

since she was very young she could see the dead

experts said she was mad instead!

 

Now Rebecca accepted it was a gift that felt a curse

the only other who understood

was her youngest sister Amy she to often saw them

said they were her imaginary friends

but the ones Rebecca saw were more malevolent

unable to rest because of their torment!

 

Thinking it had quietened down since being in care

was not happy to see them here

realising there was a danger but what was unclear

for the rest of the day brooded

except Amy nobody knew the house was harmful

possessed by a being nasty and cruel!

 

The area looked pleasant but evil still remained

she could see hanging women

on trees outside men dragging them from inside

by the evening she was scared

dad was starting a new job the very next day

knowing none of them should stay!

 

In their bedrooms saw the shadow beings moving

she had to get her siblings out

young Amy now held her hand tightly frightened

with the overwhelming presence

of violence at any possible moment she had to act

but had no idea about tact .

 

Her parents were use to her in uncontrollable rages

but now confident was in control

told Amy to wait outside she ran up the stairs

helping the other sisters down

then started screaming to get mum and dad riled

and out before they were all defiled!

 

Opening the door startled Rebecca they followed her

both being naturally concerned

rushing into the garden was surprised to see them all

at that moment there was a flash

just the two saw faces at the window then the blaze

the family stared helplessly in a daze!

 

But they were all alive! But was it over?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scent!

That sweet alluring scent made him turn

as she walked closely by

long fair hair glinting in the early light

just catching a glimpse

but the exhilarating smell lingered on

for her he did so long!

 

Could not lose the smell absorbed within

an image of flowing hair

intrigued to know what her image could be

frustrating his manly urges

just a glimpse but their auras had touched

why did he like her so much?

 

With an ever rapidly growing intensity he saw

an image with snarling teeth

in his decreasing waking and sleeping spells

the same form repeating

yet always the smell of that addictive perfume

his whole being did consume!

 

For an endless time had this pursuing torment

oblivious to any reality

afraid of another visitation of growing intensity

unable to grasp the cause

or comprehend the link between that meeting

and scent as his life was retreating!

 

With a jolt he opened his now heavy eyelids

his first sense to return smell

a blond woman by his side the scent strong

smiling and holding his hand

the one so sure that filled his every thought

no more to be sought!

 

She told him they were  married his new wife

but it did not ring true

the scent overpowering he felt blissfully calm

maybe this was his life

without actual proof  this existence was real

yet had a pleasant feel!

 

In truth he was in a deep coma after being hit

by the woman drunk driver

his last conscious moment was her expression

the blond hair of the paramedic

the scent recently put on was him at the scene

the injuries worst they had seen!

 

Now forever in his virtual perfect world Locked!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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