Pensioner!

Just a pensioner not rich worked all his life

paid his taxes owed nothing

entitled to no benefits a proud honest man

at last got his small bungalow

now retired family had grown fled the nest

had until recently felt blessed!

 

Thought himself just one member of society

saved and earned every penny

pleased that day he had got his dream home

no frills but was their dream

sadly he would be moving in this place alone

missed her the only love he had known!

 

Sorry his wife had gone they were never parted

now could not physically share

yet knew her spirit would always be very near

their pet dog they both loved

would be close by his side the day he entered

for a simple life his hopes centered!

 

His two children helped him safely get settled in

but lived some distance away

though not the same was still a contented man

country views no neighbours to close

eased himself into a routine and restful lifestyle

certain he would live here for some while!

 

For months was good walking with his best friend

trips to the nearby picturesque village

soon winter was approaching began to stay in more

unaware of strangers observing

on a cold night snow falling upon sodden ground

the dog heard an unfamiliar sound!

 

Jim had fallen asleep under his duvet oh so warm

barked at the bedroom door

too late the hooded burglars were already inside

burst in to the darkened room

in the intruders muscular leg tiny teeth did sink

then Jim hit before could wake and blink!

 

In minutes the dog lay unconscious by his master

as the bungalow was ransacked

without thought or any respect his home violated

thinking he must have wealth hidden

pissed off stole his precious ten-year old motor car

found burnt out nearby a bloody iron bar!

 

The perpetrators long gone to find another victim

when dad never made a call

to his daughter as usual on the Thursday evening

called the police and headed there

only to be told he was critically ill in intensive care

the children gathered their grief to share!

 

Jim never woke up he succumbed to the assault

now resting with his beloved wife

his loyal mate Tinker who had stayed by his side

recovered who often sat by the grave

missed his kind voice for him would always grieve

and the sticks he threw for him to retrieve!

 

Eventually the thugs were apprehended and jailed

but not before others were hurt

sentenced to twenty-five years in a secure facility

to the victims it was a kind of justice

small comfort for the dad and granddad they had lost

the memories and his suffering too high a cost!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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Consciousness!

The stench of death made him wretch he cried

amongst the dead rifle in hand

at his feet an enemy soldier he had just slain

with gaping stomach wounds

the battle was over the enemy had retreated

for now they had been defeated!

 

Weary with the horrors of this endless combat

ordered to return to base

he walked with stealth back to the transport

no words spoken to his comrades

overhead helicopter gunships flew very low

the adrenaline within did still flow!

 

As the dust made them splutter and cough

the soldier became mindful

of a bright orb following the military convoy

night had fallen as they arrived

disembarking near to their barrack block

of the day began to take stock!

 

For he could not forget his actions that day

after midnight could not sleep

had the urge to go outside for some night air

soon noticing the glowing sky

compelled to move closer to this angelic core

the serenity so wanted more!

 

Venturing to a far corner of the desert camp

no guards were to be seen

sank to his knees feeling a glorious presence

the brightness consumed him

then amazing singing filled his consciousness

with this his whole being it did caress!

 

Any dark thoughts were now lost in the vision

there before him he saw

a glowing figure to him was certain it was God

though not being of any religion

his connection with killing was finished forever

and ties to the army had to sever!

 

 

Dark again but knew he had received absolution

for him this was his chance for restitution

overwhelmed certain he had truly been blessed

in the name of peace must help the oppressed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Alerted!

It was the swinging hallway light flex

alerted him all was not well

as he waited could not feel any draft

just wanted to leave now

in his girlfriends house always scared

though this he had not shared!

 

He loved the sweet girl he met at college

not her parents Victorian house

always gave him a cold chill as he entered

knew it held a dark secret

always glad to leave its oppressive grip

always tasting blood on his lip!

 

Relieved to see his beautiful girl ready to go

breathed again outside the door

that crawling sensation of being observed

from the attic window lingered

was always afraid to raise his head to see

scared made him want to pee!

 

Had to be love surely to face the daily ordeal

but one day had to tell her

it had become an obsession he could not hide

to his surprise she felt it to

since she was very young had feared the night

always afraid to turn off her light!

 

From under her bed she often heard scratching

a clawed hand gripped the bedding

sometimes mum told her to turn the light off

then it stood in full view

often she screamed and her parents came

for a time with her did remain!

 

But in the end when nothing was ever found

said it was just her imagination

so had to face it on her own until it attacked

violently grabbing her arm

pulling and ripping flesh on skin exposed

the truth at last disclosed!

 

They were sitting in a cafe telling her story

even here he was afraid

as she explained they had to seek refuge

in a neighbour’s house that night

as the family fled from their own dwelling

what would happen no foretelling!

 

Before they could re-enter an exorcism

on the property performed

for a while all seemed to be normal again

but the hauntings returned

then realised she was the one possessed

had come to feel blessed!

 

Shaken these words he could not believe

but in the corner booth

her face became grotesque his soul lost

silently the teenager left

leaving the corpse sitting as if sleeping

neck broken heart not beating!

 

Nobody noticed the pretty girl leave alone

innocently talking on her cell phone!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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