Plane!

Had never been down this road before

a clear humid day  few clouds

noticed a plane ahead flying so slow

that for a few seconds stopped

surely that could not be it was illogical

had heard about it did recall!

 

Saw a video thought it must be C.G.I

so he had seen it for himself

but actually never thought one day

would see a real one hover

ran off the road hitting a sandy bank

under the car a worrying clank!

 

At that moment he was concentrating

on what looked like a plane

a further shock awaited it vanished

a clear sky it was not there

had to get out of the passenger door

nothing was there anymore!

 

On his own could not share this moment

watched as another plane rose

from the isolated desert airport close by

took outs binoculars from the boot

zoomed in on this craft it seemed blurred

no sound at all could be heard!

 

Quickly got his phone had to try and record

as it passed silently overhead

the shape changed from a plane to saucer

but fading from his direct view

it morphed back into a its original outline

what he had seen could not define!

 

Sent the images he captured to a website

that explored unexplained sightings

hoping somebody may have an explination

from that day was perturbed

at what was flying in the skies everyday

and the unknown forces at play!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Hit man!

The hit man took the contract without question

they had paid his required fee

just another routine precision kill easy money

an arrogance grew with success

relaxed he waited for confirmation of details

making sure he left no trails!

 

Calmly waited for information on his coded site

but not prepared for the reply

because the image received was his own face

felt the first glimmer of emotion

immediate action to quickly leave this location

filled with rising consternation!

 

Always efficient and clinical in his execution

nothing ever left to chance

directing precisely each aspect of his mission

now the situation was reversed

totally out of his depth being the hunted prey

what skullduggery was at play?

 

Why had a contract been placed on his head

who jested in giving it to him

errors were never made he had been warned

somebody had taken the task

telephoned his girlfriend so wanted  her near

the one person he held dear!

 

They met in their special secret rendezvous

a cabin in a secluded region

being certain they would not be compromised

wine and a night of pleasure

took his thoughts off the impending danger

of assassination by a stranger!

 

Woke up unusually groggy and very nauseous

unable to move his lover

sat on the edge of the bed a gun in her hand

he recognised it as his own

she looked at him coldly aimed and fired

between the eyes he expired!

 

Smiling stood up and left the thrill immense

anther job done but it was fun

never getting so close to her target before

but had to settle this score

he murdered her father when she was small

swore one day the killer would fall!

 

Its said you can never trust even those close to you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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