The House On The Haunted Hill (Part 2)

The new house was at the edge of the town on a hill with red bricks.  The house was bright and seemed very normal at the time.

Once we we're all settled and living comfortably it started to happen...

The curtain railings would creek as though something was walking on it.  It would only happen when people would be in the room and would talk. One night while cramming late night math homework after watching too much t.v., I turned off the radio in the adjacent kitchen which stayed on mostly through the day.  I started to hear a weird sound coming from the now turned off radio. Next the oven that had not worked in a long time started to make a strange tapping sound during the late hours of the night.  After that were the knocks on the door and footsteps in the ceiling.  A string of weird events and sounds continued for a long time.  Of course we always had rational excuses for what was happening but sometimes it just was too...  like Skully denying everything Moulder was saying in an episode of X Files. I mean after all the strange paranormal activity she was the one who looked a little nuts by denying that the truth was out there.  My brother  was still the one to suffer the most because he would often experience more than we or the general person in the house would experience.  Shadows constantly slipping past him.  The feeling of something sitting on his chest at night.  It was disturbing...My sister and I once had a little, almost burnt-like ring mark in the same places on our chests.

Our gardener would often find strange things in the yard. Pieces of crocodile legs, coins wrapped in red cloths, weird things wrapped in newspaper and so on...
To be continued...

 

 

 

The Foxx's Den (Part 1)

Over the years my paw prints have left their mark in many homes.  So here is a little re tracking to see where this Foxx has been and hunted over the years.

I Am The One Hiding Under Your Bed, Teeth Ground Sharp And Eyes Glowing Red.

When I was a little Foxx I shared a room with my older brother.  Our room was at the centre of an enormous house that my gran owned.  Being in the centre meant that no sunlight ever reached that part of the house.  It was pitch black on sunny days and pitch black at night.

Little monsters come out to play
in the dead of the night
only hiding through the day

Little monsters come out to play
when the parents tuck us into bed
and put us away

Little monster come out to play
when the silence of the night
threatens pretty little stars that are on display

Little monsters come out to play when the parents sleep
and the little children try to count sheep

Oh! little children try to sleep
when door handles start to creeeeek!!!!

One night my brother woke up saying he could hear the door handles creek and cupboards and drawers open and close.  At first people had thought he had watched one too many "Nightmare on Elm Street" movies before bed.  But boy were they sure wrong...

...and I Will Follow You In The Dark

It was time for my parents to start their family journey. My sister was born and we were moving to our own home.  A new start to a new adventure.  But little did we know that my brothers creepy friends were planning their own move.  Who knew it wasn't only little children that could hear the little monsters coming out to play...



to be continued...

KETCHUP TIME!!!

It's been ages since I posted something here.  So lets do a little catch up.

I have three jobs now.

Freelance graphic designer.
I work for newspaper.
Bartender.

I moved to a new home where I'm happy and comfortable.

I have a fishtank which is totally awesome!!! Broken ships, skulls the works.

I have three best friends.  All three for the different aspects of my life.

I am single but happy and free.

Sometimes it just hurts

The Art of Words Pt 6: Two

I wrote this sometime around the year 2002.  It is one of the first poems I ever wrote.  I had just started my life here in Durban and one night I decided to go check out the whole clubbing scene. That night was the first time I ever did Ecstasy -"The Love Drug."

Coming home early hours of the morning the drug was wearing off and I started feeling this burning melancholy in the pits of my stomach.  Since it was my first time I didn't handle the feeling very well.

So sitting there feeling like I was about to combust inside I decided to put pen to paper and express myself.  This poem was born.

Now I no longer do Ecstasy or any similar substances since I don't believe it is going to help me create the future I want but I do still write poetry.

The Howling Foxx S6

SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW BY KEANE

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river, and it made me complete

                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                    [Chorus]

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin

 

 

 

 

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

[Chorus]

            And if you have a minute, why don't we go 

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know?

[Chorus]

And if you have a minute, why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go?

So why don't we go?

 

 

 

 

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know?

 

 

Foxx Tracks...

Sometime in 2007 I posted one of my dreams on Facebook notes.  FBK notes was sort of a little blogspot at the time. I used to have really odd dreams. Well I still do but it was veeeeeerrrry weird back in the day.

"I have had yet another strange dream...

I was running down this drive through when i realised that my boss was on his way.  My thoughts were to quit fooling around and get back into routine.

Suddenly I appeared in this room or was it an office...not sure...but i was having a conversation with a girl who wore bubbles on he eyes.  Very odd.

Next thing I know I'm outside and there is this huge rat and it was eating this chicken whole.  There were other roosters around and I could hear their thoughts.  Turning around in fear, I see these horses and fouls running around in slow motion.  It was almost like a dance but the weird thing was that some of the horses were eating each other.

On my second glance I could see more animals like cubs and tigers and even humans.  They all moved in slow motion in a circular fashion.  Almost like a dance.  This dance somehow could be interpreted with notions of fear, sex and death.  All of this happened in a forest that was lush and green.

At the end of the dream there were these groups that had lay to rest.  Some of the groups contained a man and lady cuddled with a deer next to them.  Another had a tiger with these cubs etc."