Scene!

Should not have gone back to the scene of the crime

did not see the woman until she hit his car

if only had got a taxi knew his alcohol limit was high

looked around the empty lane and the tree

he hit swerving to avoid that woman in a nightdress

had been honest with the police did confess!

 

But no body could be found but was sure he saw her

lost conciseness in a coma for weeks

but the nightmare of that moment would not fade

it had been three years since that night

had a breakdown ended up in a mental institution

knew deep inside it had been no allusion!

 

Had to take medication just to focus filled with guilt

no matter how many times being told

in his mind’s eye saw he hit her body head on

alone staring deeply reliving the incident

there was a clap of thunder and fork lightning

atmosphere around him heightening!

 

A Memory it had been a thunderstorm that night

now the visibility was getting poor and rain

hitting his skin hurt more flashes then she came

before him on that saturated country road

frantically calling out she did not seem to hear

as rapidly approaching a car did near!

 

The driver saw the man in front but was too late

a spilt second before he hit a woman to

the vehicle skidded impacting at the same spot

a patrol car came by soon after the crash

indications the weather had caused the collision

been here before viewed it with suspicion!

 

The driver did survive this horrendous fatal crash

with only minor injuries very lucky

the cold case of the phantom woman reopened

especially when the male victims body

was recovered identification had been resolved

yet the mystery was never solved!

 

Occasionally during a thunderstorm was reported

a woman and a man were seen on the road

without evidence the report was politely retorted

but an open-minded attitude was bestowed

as it was in the realm of a spiritual understanding

other agencies were better suited to handling!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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Pondered!

He pondered why was the motorway empty

during the busy time of day

even the vehicles behind stopped overtaking

coming to a service area pulled in

but nobody was here the place void of life

not even his radio worked now

panic set in it was as though only he existed

into another dimension drifted!

 

Could see the entrance there was a brightness

felt compelled to walk to it

sensed no more fear or doubt as he advanced

focused on the building ahead

that was shimmering brought deep peace within

then realise he was no longer alone

smiling a young woman stood on his right side

at each other both seemed mystified!

 

On the busy motorway the carriageways blocked

emergency crews fighting to release

a young man from his crushed car and on its roof

in the ambulance a twenty something

woman lay unconscious intubated on a drip feed

but heart stopped now unresponsive

paramedics shaken as to her injuries did succumb

as this was not the expected outcome!

 

The male cut free placed him in a second ambulance

but his vital signs were faint

regrettably his heart to stopped and he was deceased

there had been no other casualties

with a sombre mood amongst all the attending crews

the scene was left for investigation

their bodies taken to the hospital pathology department

the paramedics for them both did lament!

 

Neither of them had any recollection of a fatal accident

as together held each others hand

the doors opened they stepped into pure serene light

before them a tunnel and glorious sound

filled with a peace glided in love and untainted delight

their souls freed they were heaven bound!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Break!

He took a break from his long trip at a rest stop

had left early from his home

an insurance salesman had arranged a meeting

confident the day would be profitable

headed for the coffee shop needed the caffeine

but the day would not turn out routine!

 

Even as he sat sipping his latte was certain he saw

a strangely dressed female staring at him

then it was gone tried thinking just tiredness

yet after that his skin began to itch

sure wherever he turned the entity was observing

which became very unnerving!

 

Beginning to have a panic attack decided to leave

glad to be outside the anxiety eased

on the way to his car she was there once more

there was no escape what was happening

walked into an advertising sign thoughts distracted

tense all his muscles contracted!

 

Reality was slipping away the scene became distorted

anybody coming near he lashed out

the world he knew came and went in bright flashes

the woman became more disfigured

each sighting ever closer why was she haunting him

everything was becoming grim!

 

Stumbling managed to reach where the car was parked

but even that had become a blur

all balance absent fell against the car to stay upright

now the deformed woman was by his side

reality deserted him emptiness filled a confused mind

the reaper his existence reassigned!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Impulse!

It was on impulse he stopped he thought

this thundery night as the rain fell

in a blinding lightning flash was certain

something was standing ahead

that moment of dread overwhelmed him

certain this was no imaginary whim!

 

Had only one pint with a meal an hour ago

was feeling fine until now

decided to drive on the car would not start

then all the electrics failed

now really scared he just watched the storm

another flash closer a shape did form!

 

It looked like a woman in a white nightgown

long straggly dark hair

soaked the head bowed standing in the road

thinking she was distressed

yet that gut instinct was telling him to stop

this was but a false backdrop!

 

Another loud thunder-clap and bright flash

now stood close to the bonnet

head was raised exposing a grotesque face

skeletal in its appearance

at this shocking image there was no escape

what really was the monstrous shape?

 

Frenzy overwhelmed him he was trapped

pulling at the door handle

until his hands bled he started to go mad

another flash nothing was there

until he sensed movement from behind

for his fate was resigned!

 

With an almighty clap of thunder he knew

it was with him in the car

nobody heard his muffled pitiful screams

as beside him the thing sat

his heart and mind could take it no more

as the rain outside did pour!

 

As daylight broke the storm had abated

a passing farmer found him

lights and engine running on the roadway

glancing in saw the expression

of terror slumped pale staring wide-eyed

he was all alone inside!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

College!

The teenager was excited that Monday

heading to her choice of university

tears kisses and hugs from parents

she was of a nerd disposition

thrilled with a thirst for knowledge

history of the occult at college!

 

Her one desire being a parapsychologist

always had an interest in ghosts

ever since she saw a girl in her bedroom

told mum she said it was a dream

definitely knew it was real being awake

could still feel the headache!

 

Saw it many times after all over the house

always made her head throb

yet never felt threatened just very sad

was about twelve at the time

from then on heard voices in her mind

the future had been defined!

 

Kept all this from the family and friends

none of them could understand

glad at last to get away from that house

now nineteen had to find direction

compelled to this historic seat of learning

entering her stomach was churning!

 

Could not admit she had psychic abilities

early afternoon seemed quiet

surely should be busy on registration day

there was a buzz with crowds

voices bombarded her brain hard to breath

it kept repeating Macbeth!

 

Reeling then heard movement behind her

a young woman in long robe

silently came over with a chilling smile

hi Sara my names Beth

you have been eagerly expected here

everything will be made clear!

 

By eye contact she was guided into a room

without hesitation followed

as though it was natural to walk behind

this creepy young stranger

two huge doors seemed to open unaided

with singing was serenaded!

 

Candles lit the way the atmosphere heavy

hooded figures could be seen

that awareness flooded her profound mind

knew she was out of her depth

as the black-robed figures now surrounded

her petite body terror unbounded!

 

Now hands were pushing her towards what

soon became clear was an altar

the female slowly with precision turned

you have been chosen to join

our ancient secret coven by careful selection

here under our protection!

 

As she stood she was stripped and re-dressed

into a dark long red robe

on the altar lay what looked like a teenager

draped in a white gown

found herself standing with a knife in hand

none of this she planned!

 

Could not stop as the compulsion to kill surged

the knife above raised high

had no control as it plunged she screamed

all went dark then awoke

was now alone outside of this gothic facade

her thoughts no longer strayed!

 

 

Her destiny had been foretold this had to be faced

fearful for the ordeal braced!

 

Eyes watched as she really entered unable to escape!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

By The Roadside!

By the roadside she lay bleeding

nobody attempted to stop

they just sped by without thought

safely cocooned in their cars

some glanced but they did not see

nothing to do we me!

 

Hit by a car that never stopped at all

saw a blur and heard a bang

being wrapped up in his own affairs

escaping from a robbery

a human life never had his priority

he answered to no authority!

 

Long gone from his callous hit and run

the young woman clung to life

the rain began to soak her broken body

conscious she tried to speak

but on impact it had severed her spine

vital signs rapidly began to decline!

 

A row with her parents angrily ran out

at the disapproval over a man

why should she stop seeing him shouted

so what had a criminal record

you cannot change the way that I feel

our love for each other real!

 

As her vital organs began to shut down

she recalled those last hours

unaware the driver who left her here

to die at the side of the road

was the very person she loved so much

the one with the gentle touch!

 

 

Eventually a car did stop to give her aid

it was dad seeking his daughter

devastated finding his child laying there

so badly hurt in the mud alone

rushed to hospital her spirit still strong

recovery hazardous and long!

 

The truth had yet to be revealed!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Faith!

That single moment changed his life forever

there on his second tour of duty

thought he was hardened to atrocities of war

even when facing his own death

another demolished village came up ahead

more wounded and many dead!

 

On the road came upon a woman crouching

holding a man’s lifeless body

two small children wandering dazed and  lost

each cried with endless tears

looking down in body armour and loaded gun

under the searing heat of the sun!

 

Feeling himself overwhelmed with the scene

had not been to church for years

his faith was now being tested himself a father

a beautiful wife waiting at home

safe away from such brutality of this warfare

their torment for a time did share!

 

Made him confront his own vulnerability and belief

feeling that overwhelming grief!

 

Then became a soldier once more and moved on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Shabby and Grey!

The hospital dated back to the Victorian era

now it looked shabby and grey

threatened many times with closing down

reduced to a minor injury unit

doors always locked soon after night fell

some thought a portal of hell!

 

Also notorious for the delivery of corpses

who had untimely deaths

in the eighteenth century there was a need

by surgeons bodies sought

prepared to pay cash without any question

by the so-called medical profession!

 

Certainly had an unwelcoming appearance

dark eerie long passages

to walk along lit spots never to go near

staff had rooms to avoid

where unexplained phenomena took place

and nobody wanted to retrace!

 

Patients were reluctant to go there or stay

being dark and oppressive

scared behind the curtains a monster hid

freezing made your skin crawl

a woman trapped one night found it true

all about this she knew!

 

Arrived just before dark shown to a cubicle

waited but nobody came

situated down a narrow corridor worried

when into darkness plunged

the curtain shook could feel it swish near

a touch and whisper did hear!

 

Got up quickly disadvantaged not able to see

who was there called out

no reply her eyes grew accustomed to the dark

pulling curtain right back

could see nobody touching the peeling wall

moved trying not to fall!

 

Just able to make out the shape of an exit door

tried hard not to panic

from behind a bang her heart missed a beat

as the amplified sound

vibrated through the air felt cold on her hand

as an object beside did land!

 

Losing her balance falling over a row of chairs

but staying on her feet

certain somebody was standing very close by

reaching for the handle

just as a streak of light passed by her head

from pale white to red!

 

Pushing the door ran through to afraid to look

now stood in the reception area

with nobody to be seen began hyperventilating

headed for the main exit

as another object thrown bounced on the floor

saw a mass towards her crawl!

 

The following day in natural light staff arrived

finding the woman sitting

against a glass panel mumbling her eyes wide

as if seeing some hideous sight

had to be restrained taken into psychiatric care

of her plight only too aware!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Room!

As the business woman approached her room

tired after a long day

from within she could hear voices and music

playing loudly surprised

checked her key card to confirm the number

so needing her slumber!

 

Intrigued but unsure cautiously entered inside

slowly pushing the door

stepping within it all became absolutely silent

yet every light was on

as she stood to survey the room a blurry figure

walked out going through her!

 

Taking her breath away freezing and exhausted

shocked to see the mess

clothes and furniture scattered as if ransacked

turned running out screaming

the scene captured on camera and video tape

clearly visible the shape!

 

Security were quickly outside calming the female

they too taken aback by the mess

when excitement had subsided reviewed footage

what seemed a transparent

woman in a long dress walked out and down the hall

then disappeared through a wall!

 

Followed by the woman screaming in a state of panic

on searching records they found

somebody had died under suspicious circumstances

but it was thought a suicide

it was an unsolved enigma as nothing else found

destined to become profound!

 

No records showed it had ever been reported before

by patrons or hotel staff

so it remains part of an incident with proof it occurred

an atmosphere resides

now guests are eager to stay hoping for an appearance

of the ghost certainly a chance!

 

The Foureyed Poet,

 

 

 

Exploded!

They were close by when the house exploded

certain somebody was within

the two teenagers ran without any thought

for their own well-being

the detached house was soon engulfed in fire

flames rapidly rising higher!

 

The heat so intense could only watch helplessly

in the distance sirens echoed

as neighbours slowly ventured out to observe

at that moment both saw

coming out of the ruins a woman unharmed

as if by magic charmed!

 

Backing away at this unbelievable encounter

this being came up to them

naked yet no sign of skin damage of any kind

stared with light blue eyes

afraid for their safety would both lives be taken

but they were mistaken!

 

Instantly becoming shrouded in a scaly cover

turned and walked away

faded until she had gone from sight both ran

unsure of what had happened

it seemed the house was a known gang base

those inside gone without a trace!

 

Neither teenager came forward as a witness

to afraid to say anything

who would believe their description anyway

but pondered the questions

who or what she was and from where came

surviving the explosion and flame?

 

More were to come each as baffling as the other!

 

What was going on?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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