It was the swinging hallway light flex

alerted him all was not well

as he waited could not feel any draft

just wanted to leave now

in his girlfriends house always scared

though this he had not shared!


He loved the sweet girl he met at college

not her parents Victorian house

always gave him a cold chill as he entered

knew it held a dark secret

always glad to leave its oppressive grip

always tasting blood on his lip!


Relieved to see his beautiful girl ready to go

breathed again outside the door

that crawling sensation of being observed

from the attic window lingered

was always afraid to raise his head to see

scared made him want to pee!


Had to be love surely to face the daily ordeal

but one day had to tell her

it had become an obsession he could not hide

to his surprise she felt it to

since she was very young had feared the night

always afraid to turn off her light!


From under her bed she often heard scratching

a clawed hand gripped the bedding

sometimes mum told her to turn the light off

then it stood in full view

often she screamed and her parents came

for a time with her did remain!


But in the end when nothing was ever found

said it was just her imagination

so had to face it on her own until it attacked

violently grabbing her arm

pulling and ripping flesh on skin exposed

the truth at last disclosed!


They were sitting in a cafe telling her story

even here he was afraid

as she explained they had to seek refuge

in a neighbour’s house that night

as the family fled from their own dwelling

what would happen no foretelling!


Before they could re-enter an exorcism

on the property performed

for a while all seemed to be normal again

but the hauntings returned

then realised she was the one possessed

had come to feel blessed!


Shaken these words he could not believe

but in the corner booth

her face became grotesque his soul lost

silently the teenager left

leaving the corpse sitting as if sleeping

neck broken heart not beating!


Nobody noticed the pretty girl leave alone

innocently talking on her cell phone!





It was for a dare that the youngsters agreed

to explore the derelict house

meeting outside on a Saturday afternoon

the eldest fourteen and a bit

he was thought of as big brother to the rest

not for much longer one of the best!


Wanting to probe the house others avoided

his idea not wanting to go alone

now the reluctant foursome stood together

sneaking through a hole

in the back garden fence next to wasteland

trying to be an intrepid band!


All they had was each other and their torches

it did not look inviting

downstairs the glass was broken or cracked

the outer door ripped off

inner one was half-open the older lad Lance

entering not afraid to advance!


The youngest Lilly did not want to go inside

but a growl and shaking bush

made her run and grab big sister Lee’s hand

surprised let out a loud yell

words in large red letters daubed on each wall

then saw movement in the hall!


Now bunched together feeling very frightened

the kitchen door slammed shut

training their torches could see nothing there

but Lance wanted to search more

little Leanne started crying asking to leave

a man was watching she did believe!


Moving on through the derelict lower floor

a dragging sound was heard

as if coming down the now collapsed stairs

but nothing could be seen

yet little Leanne said again about the man

as each viewed the floor plan!


The girls voices now rising to a petrified shrill

reluctantly Lance admitted

this was far too much for him to take anymore

as a plank of wood flew in the air

helping them through a glass less window frame

admitted it was a mistake they came!


Covered in dust quickly headed back to the fence

but felt compelled for a last look

everyone saw the figure of a girl staring at them

at this ran panic-stricken home

the parents were never told just what occurred

what the children had seen and heard!


They seemed to go their separate ways after that

the eldest Lance discovered girls

as for the other they stayed at home every night

the house was demolished

soon on the site several dwellings were erected

but in weeks bad things were detected!


The Foureyed Poet.










Cliff Edge!

How could they end up on the cliff edge

she though it just another row

both moving apart surely a bad patch

until she mentioned her affair

only briefly while he worked abroad

her phone calls had ignored!


Met while young neither yet matured

but there was a special love

realising it may not save the marriage

could not change her actions

never expected to be up here pleading

as the marriage was receding!


Anguish had overtaken his whole being

drawing closer to oblivion

the cliff crumbling from beneath them

tried to hold him grip was lost

fell back onto the grass he disappeared

for a second the turmoil cleared!


Then reality hit her like a thunder bolt

the strain upon her a jolt

guilt tore her sanity completely apart

jumped with a broken heart!


The Foureyed Poet.


The reporter was reluctant to enter the building

where a young woman was killed

during an investigation of the derelict property

from a news television station

had been tasked with following up the awful event

for a prime time news segment!


Silhouetted behind her was the derelict structure

the camera zoomed in exposing it

as the lone figure could be seen to be petrified

smiling as only a professional can

talking with faltered steps drew closer to the abyss

wishing this task she could miss!


One other with her a cameraman their satellite truck

was parked some distance away

cost cutting meant no engineer was not standing by

the paranormal team were late

so under instruction proceeded into the blackness

surely this was madness!


The only light provided by the camera’s bright beam

followed their journey down

dust filled the air soon they entered the very room

where it was alleged the girl died

several doorless entrances seemed like an eerie void

or had it made them paranoid?


Broken masonry and glass crunched under their feet

as they shuffled around the room

first a deep moan is picked up on the mike they hear

terror is clearly etched on her face

as the camera picks out a shape but on another sweep

nothing there composure hard to keep!


As a voice is heard the reporter smiles calls to somebody

telling the audience of the late arrival

but before this person can make it down to give support

there is a long growl and the girl stares

directly at the camera letting out a scream the feed lost

as the cameraman she did accost!


He went on filming as she then pushed by falling down

hitting her head with bleeding wound

lay mumbling with eyes open wide and dribbling

as if possessed the paranormal member

came and helped get her outside to their parked van

sorry he was late not the plan!


Shaking out of breath the camera operator rewound

the video tape to the frame

where the newscaster freaked ending up collapsed

shocked to see in a wall mirror

a devil figure glaring back horns and flaming eyes

staring the image him did mesmerize!


Never felt so unclean or fear for himself and colleague

with whom also was in a relationship

leaving the investigator to look after Julie drove away

at speed to get to the medical center

with the uncomfortable sensation the evil had come to

a coldness within the van grew!


The Foureyed Poet.







Fallen Mega Star!

She was a Mega star one of the super elite

from such a young age.

In the public eye as a teen now as an adult

though still only forty.

Finding it harder to keep up the fast pace

and hide lines on the face.


The buzz was always there for adoring fans

from humble beginnings.

The money was mounting the lifestyle good

but deep down depressed.

Endless parties and drinking taking its toll

life became an acting role!


Drinking and drugs becoming part of living

prescription pills needed.

To get some rest as the adrenaline flowed

and keep going when tired.

Exhaustion held back no time to stay still

not on the agenda to be ill!


An ever demanding fan club and her agent

she could never let them down

Mentally and physically pushed her too much

unable to express how she felt

Carried on until the day broke down on stage

a display of an almighty rage!


Fame soon fades without publicity exposure

those so-called friends leave!

Her music would never lose that creative style

but the spirit had been broken

Taking more drugs to survive each hour

eventually losing the will power!


It was announced the death of a Fallen Mega Star!


The Foureyed Poet.

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