Hole!

There is a very deep hole a man has declared

a bottom of which has not been found

perfectly round created not of natural design

as if an entrance to another domain

discovered by a farmer on his vast barren land

surprised discovering it by chance

nobody had mentioned the anomaly was there

as down into its depths did stare!

 

Experimented in trying to detect how far down

the ominous blackness descended

throwing objects to see time for noise to return

that never happened was disturbed

even fishing line to the length of fifteen miles

was not sufficient to reach the base

metal rings went down as far as he could see

it was frightening absolutely eerie!

 

Made him shake felt very queasy on the edge

certain something was crawling

up from this hole to take or devour his being

what could it be where did it lead

had to get away as his mind was overwhelmed

even his horses cried out in fear

ran from this bottomless pit would not go near

sensed an ominous atmosphere!

 

Was the moment of the awakening about to unfold

had he been spared so his story could be told?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Silo!

The desert was flat you could never tell

that below where you stood

was a military bunker and missile silo

from a time years passed

built here on this lonely barren latitude

that had a bad attitude!

 

An everlasting reminder of mans ingenuity

negative approach to peace

of times that have gone but do still exist

creation of terror and destruction

yet for many this factor has disappeared

to die is no longer feared!

 

Thinking foolishly that all conflicts will end

is only in dreamers minds

always there simmering the spark of war

lay in wait in human culture

where somebody is ready to light the flame

so conflicts in history doth remain!

 

The silo is but one symbol of the bloody past

forever on humans the shadow cast!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Wind!

A wind came unusual in this sheltered hamlet

yet blew in with a vengeance

from where this chilling wind had descended

a mystery know where to hide

it seemed to get within them as if it was living

the effect so unforgiving!

 

Never warm the air now thick still engulfing

every living creature and plant

withering as each one stood helplessly by

beyond comprehension it ruled

were slaves totally helpless in its action

no way to make our extraction!

 

Like a plague changing from lush green

grass with fertile soil and crops

to a dried shrivelled and barren land

and death was soon to follow

from the valley to the distant hilltop

life came to a complete stop!

 

Those who survived numbered but a few

never gave up hope the wind

and pestilence would one day be smitten

for them the day never came

for centuries it spread devastating earth

before mankind’s rebirth!

 

Then from the sky of constant darkness

it began to slowly clear

and the long forgotten sun shone through

and the decimated wilderness

no more bombarded by this pervasive

wind life sucking and erosive!

 

As it came it went and life began anew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.