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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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This Bloody State!

He remembered the noise of glass shattering

showering over his face

a glimpse of a baseball bat or something

then being roughly dragged

but nothing after that hard bang on his head

waking in a strange bed!

 

Bits of memory came then as quickly it faded

what had happened to him

on his finger was a shinny gold wedding ring

was he a married man

how had he actually got in this bloody state

memories he could not collate!

 

Beside him a policeman stood near on guard

what else could he be doing

everything was so blurry beyond his position

there were muffled voices

his anxiety and paranoia rapidly growing

the despair of not knowing!

 

Slipping once more into unconsciousness

being shaken from this state

a man and a woman looked down blankly

making his body shudder

a nurse came to assist removing his mask

questions they wanted to ask!

 

A second nurse helped make him comfortable

raising the pillow for his head

They asked him if he remembered anything

of the road rage incident

Where a man had been killed near his car

as the anger went to far!

 

This seemed to trigger suppressed memories

as he recalled causing the shunt

going to the vehicle with a bat breaking glass

incensed and with bad intent

pulling the man out it was he who attacked

the thoughts came pouring back!

 

In turn was hit from behind by an accomplice

but none of this would admit

even though witnesses had come forward

he kept his mouth tightly shut

realising they could soon find out he was fake

his orders not to kill but take!

 

An under cover agent on a botched covert mission

he waited for his team to come!

 

The Foureyd Poet.

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