Late!

She was lost in a strange town late at night

feeling the worst from the booze

had been separated from her best friend

found herself in a street of terraced

houses many boarded up and vandalised

her situation had not analysed!

 

Sweating had to vomit it projected outward

into the pitch black of an alley way

almost falling but a graffiti covered wall

kept her on unstable aching legs

her eyes watery began to feel unprotected

alone afraid and dejected!

 

Noises around her footsteps a bottle smashed

a rasping growl from her right

there was something close by in the alleyway

certain it was coming towards her

started to walk then tried to run but tumbled

onto broken glass crumpled!

 

Sharp pain was added to all her other misery

tried to crawl leaving a blood trail

there was nobody about she was isolated

could move no more exhausted

again heard a guttural growl then by her side

a dog stood had nowhere to hide!

 

It was huge snarling fangs exposed dripping

saliva all over her broken body

the eyes black that overwhelmed her soul

the stench of its breath nauseous

screamed frenziedly certain this the end

with no energy her being to defend!

 

Soon lost consciousness through exhaustion

and oozing from the glass wounds

suddenly found herself being rudely shaken

then a voice she thought was an angel

at first was distant yet a growing awareness

a determination to survive did caress!

 

Blurred vision cleared and there was her friend

paramedics were in attendance

she now laid upon a cot within the ambulance

as a chill made her shudder

but just before they parted she saw once more

the dog watching as they shut the door!

 

Realised this terror had not been a hallucination!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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The Beginning!

For the novice investigator this was the first

investigation he had ever been on

but hoped this would be only the introduction

as yet uncertain how it would feel

was consistently sceptic with an open mind

that hoped soon would be defined!

 

Apprehensive sitting in the car with experienced

members of the paranormal group

heading towards their chosen haunted location

was a moment for him to savor

as the ominous grey walls of the castle loomed

his imagination was consumed!

 

Stopping in the car park the walls were so high

and the imagination strong

seeing soldiers peering from the battlements

ready to defend the castle

as the rest of the team arrived reality dawned

and the investigation was spawned!

 

No mediums were involved within the group

more of a scientific approach

once the site briefing had been completed

the night’s hunting now under way

now it was the real action or so he thought

as for the unknown he sought!

 

In the different locations he sat very patiently

listening for any unusual noises

or see movements in the complete darkness

which seemed an odd request

armed with a torch and camcorders nearby

being more sensitive than the eye!

 

Digital recorders hoping to pick up unseen voices

almost afraid to cough or breath

this did not seem like all those television shows

with knocks and bangs and orbs

acting intelligently a manifesting spirit we are told

at this moment on this was not sold!

 

Yet it was exciting to be really there not watching

willing for something to happen

apart from the odd noise that was probably natural

everything  to him was normal

the lead investigator said he saw a shape on the wall

to him looked sharp and tall!

 

But for the new investigator nothing was to be seen

told a spirit was  next to him

and a shadowy figure was close behind following

he neither felt nor saw anything

the odd chill ran up his spine probably just dread

he might be amongst the dead!

 

The  investigation eventually came to a conclusion

around three in the morning

the group not believe in having all night sessions

as imagination through being tired

could contaminate evidence that had been found

this seemed logically sound!

 

It was only the beginning for the enthusiastic cub

and he hoped many chances

would occur when he might  meet those passed

after all this was why he joined

leaving certainly could not wait for the next event

positive in his future intent!

 

He knew this was only the beginning!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last Working Day!

Living and commuting from the village his choice

on this Friday morning it was hard.

It was the last working day of the week to rise

this morning harder than usual.

Eye lids half-open as he arrived at the station

definitely lacking concentration.

 

Dark and frosty on fresh intoxicating country air

as the birds annoyingly sang.

Getting unwillingly out of the warm taxi interior

and then entered within.

Surprised to see somebody was already in there

but really he didn’t care.

 

Being such an early hour wished he was still in bed

sat down in the waiting room.

Closing his eyes to rest before long had dozed off

waking up with a jolt.

A sound woke him after five minutes had passed

on the far wall a shadow cast!

 

Going on the platform the large clock clicked seven

his train due at seven ten.

Saw movement from the corner of his right eye

reluctantly turned his head.

A uniformed figure went through a solid wall of brick

he began to feel dizzy and sick!

 

Just as the train arrived and was glad to get on board

uncertain of what he had seen!

But could not remember anything like that here before

had he misinterpreted natural images?

Though it happened in seconds found it disturbing

now felt scared about returning!

 

What had he actually seen?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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The Copse!

In the sunlight the copse seemed so fine

there had been tales

of ghostly sightings within its fencing

this was hard to believe

shadows cast as the sun shone down

leaves turning brown!

 

Here on an outdoor primary investigation

requiring little equipment

more observation of the sights and sounds

it was so natural in daylight

altering as darkness took over at sunset

causing that sense of threat!

 

The copse began to feel cold and sinister

we had worked out a route

with areas for each session to be held

natural sounds filtered in

at least for several hours it was good

then before me a figure stood!

 

Now we felt confused nothing was the same

our planned route not there

it became dense the dark solid and thick

wandering around in circles

ending back in the same spot we started

sad and downhearted!

 

Each thinking they saw shadows darting

as torches were aimed

it was like the beams had hit a solid wall

trapped in another reality

spiritually our essence was draining away

we were here to stay!

 

Then within an instance it had disappeared

in the copse the air cleared

shocked and unsure of what had happened

we just had to leave

back to normality of a starry clear night

shouting out with delight!

 

What each of us had experienced I have no idea

in the copse an unnatural atmosphere!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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