Flock!

The vast flock of birds turned day into night

nobody watching had observed it before

swarmed overwhelming the market square

swooping low with an intelligent intent

squawking drowning out all normal sound

this spectacle did all present confound!

 

Viciously hit by sharp claws and sharp beaks

petrified by the blood curdling shrieks!

 

Loud bangs were heard as birds began to fall

covering the roads and walk areas

like a thick black carpet upon paved ground

life lost in their panicked flight

a scene of devastation was spread all around

something unseen here did abound!

 

Nowhere to tread without stepping on birds

their expressions no need for words!

 

The grey swirling skies were empty of life

faint eerie rumbles continued

there was no explanation for this situation

cats roamed in a triumphant parade

in the distance birds still hovered on trees

not approaching watching with unease!

 

Eventually every bird carcasses was removed

nothing was found to have caused it

yet the ill-health amongst the large community

increased to unparalleled numbers

all cats and dogs disappeared from the state

nothing was found to confirm their fate!

 

What had migrated to the this pleasant spot

unknown was it a human or alien plot?

 

Heavy clouds remained nothing above now flew

life began to wither people contained

in case this contamination was able to spread

experts searched for even a single clue

that spiritual connection with people remained

as those trapped each day did dread!

 

Then on one repetitive day it was consumed

by thick black clouds and forever entombed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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It Started!

It started as a routine weekend in spring

dry and very sunny

heavy traffic buzz as the birds did sing

happy with no money

so young when love was all we needed

any warning never heeded!

 

Soon the late afternoon was upon us both

not noticing the time

just happy being in our own company

the clouds thickened

stopping as there was no sounds at all

except a faint call!

 

From a noisy street everyone had gone

no children’s laughter

empty ground where families played

just the two of us alone

above strange craft beams of blue light

the ground did ignite!

 

How we ran in a petrified state of terror

without a clue of the cause

near a railway track followed its route

hoping to see living beings

soon the lights were coming our way

we were somethings prey!

 

The railway station then came into sight

could see thousands

of humans crowded into a massive group

screams so mournful

creatures guarded with merciless intent

upon them cruelty did vent!

 

There was no resistance from any armies

they were in total control

without warning their will on us imposed

upon an unsuspecting earth

the beams seemingly erasing the population

a terrifying realisation!

 

These lizard like aliens were a grotesque sight

their numbers increased

as the human race disintegrated before us

from the intense glow

how we escaped to this moment do not know

man’s essence in rivers did flow!

 

The prophecy’s of a massive cull were true

not all were lost to the evil

a few innocent souls did escape the specters

determined to overcome

denying the elite their triumph and alliance

in the name of defiance!

 

Does such a conspiracy exist in society today?

 

The Foureyed poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Patrol!

The patrol car turned into a well-known road

darkness had fallen

ahead the headlights shone on a bent shape

that turned their way

it had hideous features and glowing red eyes

they found hard to analyze!

 

Uncertain what it could be got out to investigate

instantly it ran up the building side

seconds later gone from the policemen’s view

leaving them perplexed at this feat

concerned at the threat saw the bundle so still

certain it was a fresh kill!

 

Approaching they could see it was a woman

assuming she was dead

went to take a closer look when she stood up

surprisingly spoke clearly

said took wrong turning heard a commotion

what it was had no notion!

 

Traumatized she was in fear of her own being

conveyed her to a casualty unit

as a precaution in case of any physical injuries

but psychological more a concern

something about her demeanor seemed odd

a wary path they both trod!

 

While the doctor examined her they waited

a female colleague had been called

reluctantly lingered feeling all was not well

almost  expecting trouble

as they thought it a commotion occurred

as disturbing noises were heard!

 

Before taking a step the girl flashed passed

ripping the curtains down

knocking them and nurse off their feet

the doctor now on the floor

slowly sat on the gurney shaken and dazed

again their anxiety raised!

 

No marks seen on her yet had a vacant stare

she must be infected but how

both had been in contact yet felt alright

other questions came to mind

radioed base to warn them of the danger

this situation a life changer!

 

Tried keeping others away to secure the space

but the doctor lunged at them

managed to avoid her but a patient was hit

throwing him through partition

the officers gave chase then from overhead

a flying beast with wings spread!

 

The older officer thrust violently to the ground

by an insect like creature

over his face the saliva dripped into his mouth

his partner fired at the beast

who rapidly flew into the black sky unharmed

it seemed the officer was charmed!

 

But within a short time span had that odd look

his disposition had changed to

standing up walked away ignoring the shouts

of his friend and colleague

nearby the two women in the shadows waited

for the new beast just created!

 

Their metamorphoses had begun they departed

as the lone police officer

stood knowing his suspicions were confirmed

behind him police sirens wailed

now to his superiors he would have to explain

monsters had entered our domain!

 

Whether there was a future hung on his words

above the beasts hovered like birds!

 

Watching!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Bizarre!

He could see the birds in the distance

flying and landing

surprised at the number gathered

far more than usual

also an odd glowing cloud hovered

at first was not bothered!

 

Had come to the park near the sea

as he did every morning

but had never witnessed anything

so mesmerizing and bizarre

he was going towards it the sound

so loud his ears did pound!

 

Now in the cloud was able to see

dark shapes swooping

the pain as they attacked pecking

other forms approached

he began to run his arms flaying

here did not intend staying!

 

Exhausted his energy was drained

it was clear yet still

high above the birds made it dark

injured could only lay

through closing eyes the birds left

his body was bereft!

 

There was not a  sign of any birds

the sky was pure

he was found on the beach below

the high crumbling cliff

covered in lesions nothing broken

he unable to be woken!

 

An urban legend was born!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Hotel!

From the outside looking sparkling revitalised

hotel newly renovated after a fire.

Destroyed it inside empty for twenty-five years

home to drug users and vagrants!

A long history of violence dogged with grief

an enigma cursed was the belief!

 

Murders unexplained disappearances reported

stories that enthralled the public.

No doubt some magnified to increase interest

this changed as building work began!

Slowing down progress and pressing deadline

a falling wall broke a workers spine!

 

Human bones were found under the basement floor

and at the bottom of the lift shaft!

Some swore they were pushed down the stairs

yet nobody was ever seen there.

Work crews refused to enter making publicity bad

making the owners very mad!

 

Most of the incidents were never told to the public

until the grand opening day!

Locals knew of its jaded and frightening past

the media mixed in with guests.

Filling the large impressive restaurant and bar

the unseen would be the star!

 

As the opening was going well guests having fun

the mayor had re-opened the hotel.

First sign of trouble as balloons fell unprompted

from the ceiling it went dark.

Alarms sounded that indicating there was a fire

the situation seemed dire!

 

An evacuation plan was immediately put into action

removing the many gathered inside.

Furniture and crockery began to be flung all about

flames and smoke could be smelt!

Most got out before the fire doors slammed tight

the new owners a terminal plight!

 

This time it burnt to the ground and collapsed

no way to rise up again.

The site was levelled turned into a memorial

to those lost over the years.

Nothing would grow the birds would never sing

only misery did the building bring!

 

Even to this day if anybody went to near the plot

the evil can be sensed the ground still hot!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Graves Of The Dead!

The Teenagers were passing the grave yard

on a late summers evening.

Thinking it would be great fun to explore

the graves of the dead!

Young and foolish crossed the threshold

into decay and mould.

 

Large black birds were settling on grave stones

others flew menacingly above.

They should not have mocked those who passed

or broken into the church.

But amongst deep shadows and wooden beams

the girls let out piercing screams!

 

More Birds hung low above their heads menacingly

terrifying in their presence.

As the group tried to leave cowled figures hovered

then vanished as they ran out!

But this added to their excitement a bigger thrill

as the earth was no longer still!

 

No respect for where they were now a new game

playing hide and seek.

Pushing over headstones trampling the flowers

now dark they didn’t care!

Thinking the grave yard their new playground

but something nasty they’d found.

 

From a grave in the far corner earth now parted

it rose to an erect position.

They were all distracted and didn’t see it coming

one moved away from the rest.

This vengeful living dead took his victims heart

as they intended to depart.

 

Searching for their mate didn’t expect to find

his body on the path!

Fun turned to fear as they ran to the low wall

but none could escape.

In different directions they frantically went

but evil on them was intent!

 

The busy vicar came very early the next day

seeing the graves were in disarray.

Shocked that anybody would do such a thing

and telephoned the cops.

Who found four deceased bodies and two living

but mad had the evil been forgiving!

 

No suspects were ever found for the crime!

but nobody played near the graves again!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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The Track

There’s no more railway

here any more.

Never will it be back

that’s for sure.

It’s very pleasant there

a gentle pace.

of this you are aware

no need to race.

Nature is all around

you feel at ease.

With very little sound

but swaying trees.

In summer and the spring

creatures scurry.

You can hear the birds sing

so why hurry.

People walking their pets

there are runners to.

sometimes even high jets.

pass over you.

You feel good on this trail

no traffic near.

Riding over packed shale

where the airs clear.

The steam trains won’t be back

ghosts of the past.

A long the cycling track

shadows are cast.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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