Barn Owls!

Warm and dry with just a gentle breeze

the short hike to the farm exhilarating

here alone to watch the barn owls fly

hoping to see them swoop for their prey

trying to be quiet and unobtrusive

but knew that large eyes were watching

far above the tops of thick leaved trees

a sudden faint sound made me freeze!

 

At first two tiny dots in the cloudy sky

that circled the small wooded clearing

in a spiralling descent at each rotation

they came closer such a majestic sight

their screeching louder by the second

nearing me they hissed an eerie sound

like phantoms from another dimension

coming at speed that got my attention!

 

Certainly not wanting to be their quarry

even as they swooped up small rodents

the precision was breath-taking to watch

in a flash ascended back into the beyond

like ghosts questioned if it had been reality

leaving me in a state of utter ambivalence

these images on my digital camera captured

for the first time my whole being raptured!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Crashed!

His senses and vision were even better

even though he had aged

estimated three hundred earth years

since his craft had crashed

on this planet had to blend in or die

with a savage culture comply!

 

Near a mountain top in undergrowth

overtime had hidden his craft

such a long lonely existence he found

females but they withered

as he waited to contact his own race

from a distant planet in space!

 

Few visitors came to see him here

he was treated with suspicion

though he mastered their language

he felt no real bond with them

lived like a loner until he had urges

he was male with sexual surges!

 

Observing knew they were violent

a breed who he did not trust

now weary as they had advanced

rapidly with their technology

over such a short evolution span

since his exile still no plan!

 

His crafts equipment mostly destroyed

fears he could be detected

muted by the hope to find the means

of sending a signal home

a reluctant witness of man’s carnage

and unrelenting rage!

 

Now into the sixties watched landings

upon the earth’s only moon

it gave him the determination to try

cautiously gathered items

to make a transmitter to emit a signal

how long would be his vidual?

 

Unaware that he had drawn attention

the country’s secret service

had started watching his every move

he continued with excitement

using any viable components he found

hoping to hear a friendly sound!

 

Deep in thought and a finding meaning

to a long unwanted existence

turned on the newly constructed beacon

cried out with joy as it worked

he could only wait now in hope of success

had to leave this planet

but closing in was a military raiding team

would they shatter his dream?

 

The evening was approaching wet so cold

he could feel within himself

danger was coming knowing the sounds

around after such a long term

staring at the lit screen willing for a reply

here did not want to die!

 

His cabin was surrounded by armed men

also at that moment it happened

a beep blared from his crude made device

green flashing light and indicator

a faint sound also told him it was his race

his signal they were able to trace!

 

Heard the faint footsteps of somebody close

escaped through a tunnel

as the cabin was raided he headed away

with no intention to be caught

after living without detection for this long

could not let anything go wrong!

 

Reaching his ship set the self-destruction

peering into the skies could see

a speeding object heading to his location

this was the rescue ship

to take him home then hovered overhead

a beam shone his clothes shed!

 

Instantly elevated into the circular disk

and then the craft was gone

soldiers were upon the scene aimlessly

firing rapidly into vacant air

a huge explosion and fireball detonated

the area and men obliterated!

 

The alien was at last back with his own race

homeward in the vacuum of space!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

Trapped!

The red lights flashed on and off rhythmically

as the heavy door slammed shut!

They were trapped within the war-time bunker

not abandoned as they had thought.

Thinking it was fun an adventure to explore

then a disturbing loud roar!

 

No way to retreat now the only way forward

a loud pearcing siren sounded.

The intermittent light showing a dank tunnel

going endlessly into the distance!

Slipping on the carved out granite single track

afraid what maybe at their back.

 

Downwards they headed gathering momentum

the wierd noises increased.

Crashing into each other as they were halted

at the doors of a large lift.

Without warning shuddering the doors opened

falling in it soon started to descend!

 

An awful smell made some reach and others vomit

there was no interior light.

Visibility was zero but it felt sticky and very hot

eventually the lift stopped.

They dreaded what waited for them down here

doors opened their vision clear.

 

Bodies laid everywhere one was in the lift to

many in white lab coats.

What had they come across trapped in here

everything had been smashed .

Afraid to take a step into this man-made hell

a body from the ceiling fell!

 

Mutilated laid motionless there before them

intuitively knew it was above.

Everyone reluctantly took a few steps forward

the last went to make his exit.

Then the lift started to rise trapping his head

and more gore was rapidly spread!

 

The four remaining heard a frantic female voice

warning them to run from there.

Instinctively they sprinted for their survival

just as a large shape landed behind!

Hiding amongst the pipes where they had been

their presence had sensed and seen!

 

Four remained certain they would be caught

to their left side a woman called.

Slowing and turning she had their attention

beckoning to head in her direction.

Confused and petrified but glad for a direction

making a strange collection!

 

The monster was rapidly gaining on their position

their energy was nearly spent.

Bruised and bloody as they hit the jagged walls

came to a huge metal door.

She pressed in the code it lifted a couple of feet

to get under was no easy feat!

 

But once again the last lad was just to portly

hearing the thing was close.

Had to bring the metal shutter back down

the screams were the last sounds.

It was much darker the noise of water clear

reaching the edge the drop was sheer!

 

No time for hesitation jumped into flowing water

which took them to freedom!

The woman and two of the group emerged alive

hopefully safe for the moment.

Exhausted collapsed on the bank down river

on a muddy and foal smelling sliver.

 

But what had happened it was obviously a secret

would survivors need to be eliminated?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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