Large Black Eyes!

Stories have been told for many decades

that have increased in intensity

creating terror for those it has touched

instilling a dread none will forget

one incident happened on a Halloween

the fear could not be foreseen!

 

Around ten in the evening the dog barked

running about in a crazy manner

she was otherwise alone on this night

heard a faint tap on the front door

feeling uncertain walked down the hall

heard a child’s faint voice call!

 

There were no children living in the house

just herself with the agitated dog

her husband had left to work a night shift

through the frosted glass

two small silhouettes were visible there

of her own anxiety was aware!

 

The voice called again please may we come in

she thought it late for children

to be on their own replied what do you want

her hand shook opening the door

looked down saw two poorly dressed children

one about twelve the other under ten!

 

The barking continued as an unpleasant odour

made her feel suddenly nauseous

the older child stepped forward into clear view

illuminated by the hall light

making her move back strangely was afraid

their presence a threat conveyed!

 

Holding the door tightly so neither could enter

then they lifted their heads together

holding back a scream shocked at what she saw

their eyes were large and black

two pale skinned faces that seemed stretched

on them something inhuman etched!

 

Slammed the door and put on the safety change

added go away you cannot come in

what seemed like hours they stood on the porch

but eventually walked away

went to the bay window with its clear street view

they were nowhere insight terror grew!

 

Sat freezing on the carpet for the remaining night

a frightened pet huddled close and tight!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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Wooden Door!

The neighbours had heard the child’s cries

but did not want to get involved

outside the appearance was of normality

curtains closed with a sense of despair

the wooden front door shut firm and tight

a report made of possible plight!

 

A social worker came to make a first call

ominously knocking on that door

unsure she waited for someone to answer

at last a young woman opened it ajar

an unpleasant odour wafted out of there

as she spoke with a pleading stare!

 

A whimpering could be heard from inside

but she was not allowed to enter

little was said as she quickly shut that door

the social worker could do no more

making her report it was filed an at risk case

soon they had forgotten this place!

 

Weeks passed and an urgent call was made

the police were soon knocking that door

breaking it down as screaming was heard

inside was a complete scene of squalor

a child of about  ten was found nearly dead

lying still and helpless in a putrid bed!

 

They discovered a young woman distraught

trying hard to revive the poor child

two other kids ran around in a terrible state

within minutes the child was in hospital

the life signs the doctors said were not good

at his side at death his mother stood!

 

Such sadness when a child does not survive

his brother and sister taken into care

later at the enquiry each blamed the other

nothing resolved it will happen again

where is the next door with horrors to hide

desperate victims helpless inside?

 

The father never found the mother later died!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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