Far Below!

Like ants scurrying life went on far below

while several miles in the sky

an airline pilot knew there was a problem

the passengers were aware

after the shudder and bangs occurred

the assurances all were absurd!

 

Fear was etched on the air stewards faces

as the plane rapidly lost elevation

both the pilots struggling to regain control

passengers to filled with dread

oxygen masks came rapidly into their view

another bang as left engine blew!

 

Alarms sounded it was heading for the ground

no panic yet an expectation

nor screams or crying but a disturbing calm

each felt this their final destination

emergency crews ready at the nearby airport

impacting runway that was too short!

 

Crashing onto the tarmac at too high a speed

metal grating as plane ripped apart

fuel igniting spilling out of ruptured tanks

fire truck ready with foam spray

those inside waited for broken plane to stop

heading for a sheer drop!

 

With inches to spare the plane came to rest

now a raging fire people still alive

rescuers there to save to help survivors

fearing the worst they strived

to quell the savage flames and get them out

had anybody lived there was doubt!

 

For some astounding reason all were spared

now and forever a bond they shared!

 

The cause of the near disaster yet to be determined!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Into My Life

She came into my life sitting close by

both being a little coy

we were with friends and never spoke

but the moment wrong

you remained within my curious mind

love had never been kind!

 

Weeks went by chemistry could not deny

until that day after work

went for a coffee relaxing reflecting alone

when a gentle voice spoke

surprised glanced up to the pleasant sound

it was you there I found.

 

Natural conversation between us seemed easy

and a relationship grew

slowly and surely developed  into partnership

every moment  a joy

that bond of mutual respect and real fun

no harsh battles to be won!

 

Into my life you certainly  came.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Mask!

The man stared reluctantly yet so intently

into the large wall mirror.

That image even repulsed his weary eyes

a face with no flesh!

His human mask was all that anybody saw

would this last for evermore?

 

His age to others always looked the same

not a decayed warrior.

Cursed by a witch a thousand years passed

for loving a king’s daughter.

Who was then sent away a prince to marry

his love would always tarry!

 

He had become weary of simply existing

feeling in isolation.

Killing to live devastating innocent victims

hurt him he wanted to die.

Not harm again for once he’d been a knight

enemy soldiers had to fight.

 

Never able to adapt to man’s changing society

without choice had coped.

Integrated into a wealthy culture being rich

allowing him his privacy.

Praying to rest surely punishment enough

becoming increasingly gruff.

 

But on the evening in his country house it changed

usually hunger on his mind.

Tonight an attractive woman kept looking his way

emotions long forgotten emerged.

Not since times passed had he boiled to this passion

arousal was back in fashion!

 

Coming closer he knew this was his long-lost love

soon she touched his arm.

How she’d come didn’t care they were together

no inhibitions bodies intertwined!

Together forged their eternal bond no longer denied

the ancient lovers quickly died!

 

Masks lifted turning to dust they returned to the earth!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Forever In Your Heart

Anna though your Daddy you cannot see

with you he will always be.

Those memories can never go away

thinking of him every day.

Just feel Daddy’s holding your hand

there to listen and understand.

 

You’ll never forget how gentle and kind

those memories in your mind.

Remembering his soft and loving smile

through life’s daily trial.

Release a balloon on each special day.

make him proud in every way.

 

That bond forever in your heart.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Was There A Man?

Was there a man sent by an all mighty god

to save and guide humanity

his own son here in a harsh roman period

talking to thousands of followers

creating miracles and healing the sick

was this real or just a clever trick?

It is not for me to make any conclusions

millions believe in their religions

though used as a reason for terrible violence

no way can I judge just quietly observe

can it now unite every people and bond

comfort those who feel wronged!

What I do not understand is the wealth

when there are many with nothing

where is that humility are we not all equal

to share the fruits amongst the flock

mother earth is our church not a dwelling

this thought I find more compelling!

As this season comes to that special day

peace and unity for this I shall pray!

The Foureyed Poet.