Text Message!

A text message was sent to his cell phone

warning him to go to an address

who had sent it nobody knew the number

this was for special business

as an undercover detective had to be wary

this assignment it was scary!

 

Taking precautions headed to the location

even though it could be a trap

had an informant who had not contacted

for a few months it was his style

the block of flats on a rough estate loomed

amongst shabby houses was marooned!

 

Parked amongst vandalised cars and trash

smelt that stench of cultivated weed

as he headed for the entrance to slum block

knew it was a gang base by the tags

another message made him miss a beat

started to sweat feeling the heat!

 

It read third floor num thirteen take stairs

security door was not locked

certain nobody was following sprinted

up those four flights of stairs

entered the small lobby spotting a man

this was where the nightmare began!

 

Saw the flash of a gun firing at his head

ducked it missed by a hairs width

charged head butting the thug his fist

completing his incapacitation

inside the flat other voices could be heard

the action soon became blurred!

 

Instinct took over as it seemed like an army

rushed out had to use his training

and wits to overcome overwhelming odds

glad he had his trusty police baton

it did the damage until he could grab a gun

entering hoped the fighting was done!

 

Saw it was his criminal informant sitting

bruised and battered in the kitchen

still with a cell phone clasped in his hand

before he could utter a word

they were heading for the ground floor

as more burst through a glass door!

 

Quickly reversed their exit to the balcony

found themselves looking down

four floors also s  burnt out van well placed

no time to think both jumped

to a hail of automatic fire as they collided

on metal somehow were safely guided!

 

Managed to get in his car his companion hit

just getting away but soon pursued

speeding through unfamiliar back streets

eventually able to contact back up

the assailants were beginning to draw near

down a familiar road was able to steer!

 

For the moment they had shaken pursuers

and drove onto headquarters

on his radio heard there was a gun battle

glad they had got clear of trouble

inside was able to know what had gone on

it was a sting that had gone wrong!

 

The informant had bypassed him this time

nearly paying with both their lives

but through the carnage a big drug haul

confiscated and gang caught

the adrenaline rush had still not subsided

but it had been an adventure decided!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Scarecrow Like Images!

The elite army unit cautiously entered the ruined town

after days of bombardment

followed by small arms fire being wary of snipers

now had to try and make it safe

also with the risk of hidden bombs trod carefully

and ever-present insurgency!

 

From the moment they were in the destruction sector

tension overwhelmed them

from windows and doorways there they all stood

staring but when approached

these scarecrow like images were never there

of anything living was bare!

 

Each step further within the centre was a torment

feeling enclosed with death

acrid smoke replaced the air in their choking lungs

getting harder to breathe

stumbling on seeing the dark scarecrows waiting

as if the soldiers baiting!

 

From the corner of their eyes shapes made them turn

and fire erratically at nothing

they longed for this ground search to be concluded

as the emotions were unfamiliar

deep thoughts ravaged their minds making them pound

no rest here would be found!

 

This fear not only for the dead but the restless souls

as if all those who they had killed

were back to claim their lives sending them to purgatory

they had split into two groups

reunited in the square satisfied all was clear until a thud

then saw the patch of blood!

 

Diving for cover for one too late passed through his heart

even more figures congregated

the sniper spotted by a small piece of falling masonry

quickly taken out now had to leave

retreating along the same route without more men lost

knowing a line was crossed!

 

Every step being pursued by the scarecrow phantoms

even at the retrieval point

now ringed into a tight formation back to back stood

as more surrounded them

thinking they were doomed heard the chopper drone

to rescue them from the unknown!

 

The dust swirled as it descended then touched down

scrambling towards their escape

survivors and dead mate fatigued ran at the shapes

evaporating as they charged through

left traumatized reached the craft and jumped on

from here had to be gone!

 

Rising up high saw the scarecrows massing staring up

relief made the tears fall

cheering loudly had safely left the horror far behind

it was short lived as by the door

from nowhere arose what taunted them on the ground

even in the air the soldiers found!

 

Back at headquarters realised the mission a failure!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Beast!

He travelled the same journey each day

often noticing signs

watch out for deer running on the road

to preoccupied to care

always took usual route to place of work

not thinking anything would lurk!

 

Gathering speed at  sixty miles per hour

found himself confronted

by a beast this the only way to describe it

no choice but to swerve

front end of his car ending up in a ditch

at a very steep pitch!

 

Shaken but not hurt it was hard to breath

air bag restricting breathing

yet managed to open door to make an exit

without even a scratch

the image embedded in his consciousness

what a hellish mess!

 

Darkness had filtered down as the police

arrived closing the inside lane

questions were asked what had happened

explaining he had seen a beast

no choice instinctively turned the wheel

or fate would have been sealed!

 

They wanted to know exactly what he saw

what he related like a yeti

but remembered seeing hands like claws

this they found hard to believe

this was rural part of England their reply

this he certainly could not deny!

 

Breathalyzed him surely he must be drunk

this he strongly protested

of course he was sober leaving them baffled

no other reports had come in

being taken to hospital just as a precaution

still seeing that image of distortion!

 

No physical injuries doubt on his mental state

was of major concern

kept in for observation and psychiatric opinion

at that time never knew

his rest was short lived as detectives descended

those tranquil moments ended!

 

Two serious looking plain clothes officers entered

abruptly into the  side ward

with information on urgent new developments

on the bonnet of his car

deep claw marks consistent with a large bear

this I did not see I swear!

 

More upright like a very hairy ape like man

surely confirming his sanity

here was the proof it was not his imagination

then suddenly shattering noises

mayhem and panic filled the once quiet room

a furry beast came like a sonic boom!

 

The men in his room were thrown like rag dolls

he just managed to escape

what was this thing why was it chasing after him

months passed in hiding scared

the answers he felt certain would be his lonely task

in his own misery bask!

 

But searching the web found several others desperate

seeking the same quest

meeting joined forces to find what the phenomena was

there had to be a reason

for these terrifying events as more began to contact

this growing problem had to combat!

 

From just a few it grew into an organisation and army

as the horrendous truth dawned

not of earth but violent beings of another dimension

who seemed to target individuals

their battle had only just begun to halt the invaders

these violent alien raiders!

 

The alarms sounded there had been another incursion!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fiery Ball!

The farmer was out in the fields working early

when he saw a fiery ball

skimming across the sky changing direction

at an incredible speed

as if being piloted with his awe-inspiring view

watching how it flew!

 

Next the fiery ball began to decrease speed

certain it would hit the ground

rapidly approaching the hills not far away

running towards the spot

waiting for the explosion and flames to rise

silence why he could not surmise!

 

Feeling scared this was not a natural event

but curiosity drove him on

surely it had not landed without crashing

reaching the crest of the hill

then four helicopters arrived on the scene

with no markings they looked mean!

 

Rapidly followed by several army vehicles

stopping near the fiery ball

soldiers with no insignia fanning outward

making it the farmer surmised

a secure site this proved right noticing him

walking his way looking grim!

 

Firmly informing him it was a restricted area

guns ready in their gripping hands

decided to retreat annoyed he could not see

what the mysterious object maybe

being watched to be certain he had departed

had to finish what he started!

 

As soon the soldiers turned back he found a bush

to hide not far from the grassy slope

and waited hoping to see more when they left

the helicopters then flew off

several hours passed before their noisy return

he would be missed was his concern!

 

Half an hour went by before the copters departed

slowly and stealthily broke cover

retracing his footsteps as he reached the summit

was surprised to see fiery ball gone

just glimpsed a truck with a tarpaulin covering

a large sphere he was left wondering!

 

What phenomena had he witnessed in the hills

and why did the military unit

without any identifications respond so quickly

and whisk it away in secrecy

eventually he got home the wife was worried

telling the truth could not be hurried!

 

So many questions with no answers was hard to accept!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Warriors!

Down upon the bloody battlefield he observed

the slaughter of his army!

Their sworn enemy retreating in their victory

the adrenaline still pumping.

His warriors always defiant their roar so loud

of them he was truly proud!

 

His muscular body glistening in the early dawn

old scars and new wounds

Cris crossed his flesh a bloody sword held high

shouting a defying war cry

Echoing shrilly over the mist filled valley below

praying to god their way to show!

 

One lost battle he knew did not lose this war

but the warriors were weary.

Without families near to mourn their passing

being their leader had to be strong.

No Time for remorse or for him to be meek

nor allow himself to become weak!

 

Moving amongst his loyal men to bury the dead

and prepare for the next battle!

Later back at their camp site his officers gathered

to count the cost and plan.

Giving his pledge there would be no more defeat

feeling the surge in his heart beat!

 

At dawn the loyal warriors marched ready to fight

tough and fearless their formation tight!

 

Onward to meet their destiny!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Together

They had been together for sixty years

never knowing anybody else.

In love and never apart only in the war

happy contented and loyal.

Having their families always close by

the unity nobody could deny.

 

From their first meeting they both knew

destiny was being together.

Love blossomed and were soon married

but Charlie joined the army.

And Annie worked in the local factory to

while the first-born was due.

 

Never wealthy life was hard yet were happy

five children brought up well.

Enjoying their grandchildren into old age

sadly Charlie became ill.

Passing leaving Annie his life to celebrate

a wonderful life long mate.

 

The family knew mum could never be sad

as their love bridged death!

Understanding his physical body had gone

yet their spirits intertwined.

Less than a year later Annie quietly died

now Annie was by Charlie’s side!

 

Nobody mourned as mum and dad were with them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.