They Came!

Just a pleasant stroll in the early morning

heading to an open field so quiet

the young energetic dog lively on its run

then from nowhere they came

creatures with large bulging eyes and grey

not here with the pet to play!

 

In the rising mist in eery silence revealed

as the dog stopped running away

there in disbelief could not take in the sight

instinctively taking steps back

knowing their presence must be detected

this event totally unexpected!

 

She knew not from whence the beasts came

composure hard to sustain

reached her pickup truck heard the sound

of her dog but did not return

engine would not start as the grey creature

on her windscreen did feature!

 

Dead emotionless eyes stared directly at her

in the glove compartment

reached for a handgun instinctively aimed

the shell exploded out

shattering the screen and the aliens head

before the truck the body spread!

 

There were too many she was overwhelmed

struggling was dragged away

screams unheard from a farmhouse nearby

witnesses saw a metallic craft

hovering in the sky then in an instance gone

few aware of the phenomenon!

 

A farmer out before the break of a new dawn

discovered the damaged truck

close by a pistol lay discarded on the grass

near a black sticky gunge

nothing else was there to be seen or heard

fearful of what had occurred!

 

No bodies were found the mystery remains

the sightings from then on increased

officials said it must be weather or planes

denied anybody was missing or deceased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Hunted!

The vast forest-covered the valley and mountain

a fast flowing river completed the scene

of an unspoilt wilderness untouched by man

until a logging company set up camp

given permission to remove thousands of trees

conservationists this did not please!

 

On the other side of the forest range nestled

a township peaceful and law-abiding

prepared for the approaching snow storms

as the first winds began to blow

they were not prepared for what was to come

or terror to which they would succumb!

 

Back in the logging camp it was suddenly still

as the crew lay mutilated and dead

no longer noise of the chain saws and banter

the perpetrators had long gone

leaving behind the carnage of a savage kill

no sound even the air deathly still!

 

The townsfolk woke to several feet of snow

covering the once naked streets

but this was just the normal no surprise

but the strange large marks

cloven hoofprints in fresh snow were new

that’s when their fear grew!

 

The sheriff noticed them near his window

thinking it must be a hoax

they continued into the trees some distance

following them for a while

was totally surprised they suddenly stopped

in amazement his jaw dropped!

 

Blood was smeared over the trunk of a tree

deep long gauges in the bark

made it more of a scene he should leave now

radioed his deputy to meet him

he being certain it was a more disturbing event

with a real menacing intent!

 

Soon a report of a prized horse gone missing

and the sudden exit of all creatures

fleeing so frightened from an unseen danger

raising the stakes and anticipation

of the population unaware of what was near

but soon the answer would be here!

 

Patrolling the sheriff found a deer in the road

freshly killed and mauled

similar marks had already found heard a noise

just seconds being distracted

never saw anything looking back it had gone

something was seriously wrong!

 

That sickening feeling he was now being hunted

or very soon could be cornered

drove rapidly to town as another night neared

decided to suggest to the residents

to gather in the red brick town-hall for protection

receiving not a single rejection!

 

A hunter arrived to tell him a friend had been killed

found his body in the branches

shaken said could not have got there on his own

remembered ancient legends

of creatures that lived deep in the dense forest

this theory was a lot to digest!

 

An ancient native american sacred burial site

there had to be truth in the legends

gathered at the town hall steps heard sounds

deep angry sinister loud roars

townsfolk quickly ushered to the basement

the sheriff ready for engagement!

 

Two armed volunteer hunters joined the hunt

as they waited for an unseen foe

soon a huge dark object was on the attack

fast and agile they were the hunted

guns blazing in pitch black had to be alert

or be slaughtered or seriously hurt!

 

In an instant the sheriff was now confronted

with a mass heading his way

firing it knocked him to the floor lashing out

with huge claws and teeth gnashing

bullets at first never stopped the beasts charge

as more rapidly did discharge!

 

Just managed to grab his knife stabbed its head

this made it fall heavily backwards

now running away as the deputy came to help

but suddenly the beats jumped up

knocking him with force through a glass door

it left a trail of blood on the floor!

 

Injured both struggled to stand it had vanished

shaken waited for the daylight

a search was mounted but nothing ever found

today they live in a state of terror

knowing the beast was somewhere not dead

no idea of the future that lay ahead!

 

Deep in the vast forest the beasts waited

to terminate the humans they hated!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Appearance!

Their demeanor always seems so serene and sweet

immaculate in manners and poise

most its said are members of the so-called elite

who cause little attention or noise

even a television series about them was created

what they are is often debated!

 

Conspiracy believers chatter about an alien race

who control what we think

the concept lizard beings hid behind a human face

they say there’s a positive link

known personalities from our crumbling network

amongst them the beasts do lurk!

 

Is this a fact or another strange unfounded plot

leaves that question of doubt

can we really classify this in aliens rule us slot

will the truth ever come out

but even the hint this maybe an actual event

in the fabric of sanity makes a big dent!

 

What is the truth out there?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Unholy Beasts!

The vicar stood at the entrance to his church

was confronted by the body

of a woman a cross had pierced her heart

he did not recognise her

the silver cross he knew was from the altar

his faith did briefly falter!

 

He was sure only half an hour ago he saw it

checked within it had gone

tried to phone the authorities really shaken

the phone line only crackled

returned the body was no longer laying there

at the blood could only stare!

 

The sun beat down as the church clock chimed

striking twelve midday

looked around at the many neat rows of graves

something caught his eye

bravely walking towards this small object

nearing it stood erect!

 

Looked like a gargoyle an ancient inhuman beast

the female body lay torn apart

the silver cross flung aside blood spattered

retreating it sped away

from this position he could see many more

an infestation could not ignore!

 

Tightly holding his bible he had been carrying

went into the sanctuary

of his church slamming forcefully the oak door

heard quiet  gentle talking

a couple sat admiring the carvings unconcerned

as he approached turned!

 

Smiling as a young woman joined them worried

her friend she could not find

the vicar heard what she said regrettably knew

where had they come from

high-pitched screeching spoilt the tranquillity

as he felt the encroaching hostility!

 

Remembering work had just started on the crypt

in the basement of the church

why did they leave him alone could not figure

the family stood disturbed

would have to tell them the truth and confide

what was massing outside!

 

Whatever these abominable manifestations were

there seemed no escape

tears were heavy at hearing a friend had expired

noise increased panic grew

clear they could not cross the church’s holy line

he needed a divine sign!

 

Were these sent here from satan’s nefarious domain

before the simple altar he prayed

afraid this was the beginning of man’s final stand

the family knelt in veneration

at the same moment each felt the slight tremor

which soon became a roar!

 

Items fell from around the ancient parish church

books magazines pews tipped

then above their heads the large cross crashed

in front of them staying upright

the face of Christ was at their eye level glowing

at that moment faith flowing!

 

Everything went still a calm was now restored

standing in unison they hugged

the vicar made his way to the door opening it

walking into the chilly air

a layer of white clouds covered the blue sky

he raised his arms up high!

 

He could heard a soft voice calling out for help

looking around the headstones

saw lots of scorch marks then nothing else

then the young woman

who had been butchered found sat on a seat

clothed but with bare feet!

 

She smiled brightly as her friend approached

faded into the surroundings

they all had witnessed this wonderful sight

a bond between them grown

they left in peace promising to come back

with her family and memorial plaque!

 

The vicar watched them go united in reverence

what they had experienced was intense!

 

Their lives had been changed forever!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

Vapour!

It had been a very dry long hot summer

everybody was glad it was cooler

the end of August rapidly approached

and the new school term neared

there was only one main road in and out

of the town suffering a drought!

 

Tempers were fraying as water dried up

then the earth tremor struck

shaking every property in the township

windows and crockery shattered

on the main road a wide crack appeared

in Jenson panic reared!

 

In fact the residents were now trapped

it ran the whole length

of main street and seemed to be deep

rising from its depths

a pungent vapour rose out copiously

with a deadly potency!

 

At the rear on one side a fast flowing river

on the opposite side a high cliff

wedging the town in a gap like a Sandwich

a few miles down the road

stood the aging nuclear research facility

with them a mutual animosity!

 

Towns folk began to become ill collapsing

and mutating zombie like beasts

but not everyone seemed to be affected

and a small group had to hide

as the a babbling growing group searched

as on a roof survivors perched!

 

None of the few knew why at this moment

they had not been effected

by the rising the poisonous spreading gas

below in the street butchery

their once friends ripped each other apart

from here must quickly part!

 

Luck or providence this side an easier option

though the river was fast

wild as it smashed violently onto jagged rocks

at least it was low down

not a sheer cliff face to climb hundreds of feet

no way would they admit defeat!

 

Trying not to make any sound entered a shop

through a skylight window

dropping into the sports department of a store

gathering what they needed

making a quick exit as the mutants entered

as these thing got more demented!

 

The vapour was quickly replacing the clean air

tying scarves around their mouth’s

with ropes and life jackets headed for the water

time a luxury not granted

the girls were braver entering the cold water

now or never could not falter!

 

As they were swept along glancing back observed

the mutants on the river bank

as the vapour had now obliterated Jenson town

but their bodies were pounded

onward down to the quieter slow running part

four from the water did depart!

 

One was lost swept away unable to stay afloat

yet though the surroundings

were clear the winds direction could change

there may well be an epidemic

of unimaginable magnitude they had to warn

before mankind it did spawn!

 

But now the wind had deviated towards the city!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Unaware!

The women sat laughing outside the cafe

on a summer’s evening

joyful time with friends having a drink

happy banter relaxing

unaware of the danger now approaching

on their lives encroaching!

 

Down the other end of the long boulevard

they had no idea of a stampede

of people for no apparent reason collapsing

then writhing on the side-walk

where seconds before each stood or walked

many so excitedly talked!

 

Within minutes becoming fiendish beasts

rising to attack anybody near

as more succumbed started on each other

nobody immune to this hydra

ravaging each others flesh the wave moved

all humanity in them removed!

 

The group of women could now hear noises

awful blood curdling screams

and began to feel the frightful stampede

instinct made them stand

dashing inside as the human wave neared

seeing the horror as it appeared!

 

Petrified knowing they would be vanquished

soon helicopters were overhead

it was their blunder that let the toxin escape

from a top-secret facility

fifteen miles from the large populated area

realising it was beyond hysteria!

 

Their only option now to destroy and contain

not knowing how much pathogen

had infiltrated before the leak had been sealed

nor realising a chain reaction

had been created it was now a viral contagion

starting this unstoppable invasion!

 

Peering down upon the abominable growing chaos

in the crews minds their families

who did reside within or very near city boundaries

but  orders had to be carried out

each quietly cursed and prayed for those exposed

for now they killed unopposed!

 

As for the future this they could not predict!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chemistry!

Over their childhood years the two teenagers

lived close to each other

there was a chemistry but neither spoke

or communicated feelings

wrapped up in their harsh every day living

a love yet for them to be giving.

 

Each drawn into a nations annual contest

where two from each tribe

chosen to fight until only one would stand

with twenty-two others united

once chaste teenagers are now prepared

trained to kill no mercy spared!

 

Televised live for all to share in the gore

and excitement of the hunt

manipulated by the governing council

the young die in their plan

profit in the end rules the young lives

as the greedy contrives!

 

No regrets for those lost during the spectacle

paramount morals long gone

forging the most savage means of death

is encouraged for excitement

and to thrill the prying mass audience

making the hunt more intense!

 

Once placed onto the field of their combat

the two came to face each other

no longer secret admirers but enemies

who would must kill or be killed

during the brutal pursuit became a team

not part of the organisers scheme!

 

They saved each other from instant death

the watching public increased

the host decided to change the rules himself

as the love story unfolded

increasing the obstacles to raise risk factor

raising audiences to shout for more!

 

Nearly at their destination beasts are released

eager to rip them apart

both just making it to a safe  high vantage point

one more contestant attacks

the engineered fairytale ending nearly derailed

but between them the assailant failed!

 

Slipping off safe ground into the creatures jaws

they quickly made their escape

off the field of battle to a spot then picked up

by helicopter back to the city

where both were greeted as heroes of the hour

feeling the influence and power!

 

The euphoria would be short only one must live

the host who made the decision

was found dead and the hunt for these teenagers

would soon make them run

either of the victors it was decreed must perish

the organisers sentiment did not cherish!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Foxes Gathered!

The foxes gathered in the garden of a town house

that once was open farmland.

Their habitats swallowed up in man’s progress

having to adjust to the change.

Becoming accustomed to the humans presence

their appetites becoming immense!

 

Noticeably their aggression was rapidly accelerating

their lust for flesh uncontrolled!

No longer timid prepared to move in for the kill

humans now the main source of food!

Scavenging for left over food a thing long passed

a dooms day future cast!

 

The threat of rabies had now reached our shores

and contamination in the soil!

Making the once these small creatures grow big

the threatened cull never happened.

Because of the do-gooder who’d saved the beast

now humans their favourite feast!

 

With daily patrols of government armed soldiers

didn’t quell the growing fears!

Suddenly the foxes gathered in ever larger skulks

never had it been seen before!

They were not known to normally hunt in packs

surging down country tracks!

 

Like swarms of locusts they came into built up areas

the in place defences held.

Only a few were injured two savaged beyond help

many foxes were slaughtered!

Yet they regrouped preparing to attack once more

now becoming an entrenched war!

 

Authorities realised they’d under estimated the beast

was it too late to save mankind?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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