From The Air!

From the air nothing moved in the rubble

after the months of pounding

no building from shells bombs and artillery

was complete thousands had died

bodies still lay underneath the ancient city

anybody there could only feel pity!

 

High definition images made it look surreal

a once proud and thriving culture

following the same paths as their ancestors

caught in an international conflict

that did not care of the human lives or cost

so many generations ever lost!

 

He was powerless sent to record the aftermath

of this brutality and utter carnage

he had seen it so often the pointlessness of war

the displacement of the survivors

torn from the only lives they had ever known

their plight captured by a drone!

 

The people of the world watched then moved on

shocked yet this was but one story

destruction and domination was not new to man

this had always gone on the few ruled

over the masses who suffered at their cruel hands

upon us peasants in all the earthly lands!

 

Until man is eradicated himself from existence so be it!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Marks!

It was a new experience living in tranquil peace

of the countryside no traffic or neighbours

retired from the city of violence and corruption

he awoke that first day mid-morning

no longer on the tube heading for his office nice

to retire and have a life great advice!

 

The downside recently divorced an expensive time

yet was glad the dog came to

always got on better with Betsy his beloved Alsatian

who had been noisy in the night

after loudly barking had then joined me on the bed

on my pillow placed her head!

 

Too  tired to be roused or concerned with her warning

but surprised at the whimpering

that made me sense she had been scared by something

sitting up she jumped down

gave me that look to follow with trepidation complied

where was she guiding me felt petrified!

 

The pure air and landscape hit me a wonderful feeling

this was short lived as Betsy guided me

to my SUV where the damage to the bonnet was clear

deep gouged marks had ripped it apart

she snarled from a distance but would not go near

what formidable entity was living here?

 

At this moment I stand next to Betsy on my cell phone

recording the image and words as proof

that something fearsome co-exists in the wilderness

there are no tracks on the ground

nor signs or sounds that could give me any evidence

that feeling of being watched grows more intense!

 

The badly damaged phone was found by a friend

concerned he could not make contact

an intense search was carried out of the vast area

nothing was found of the man or dog

though the locals knew the legend of the beast

that upon flesh it did seek to feast!

 

Or could there be an even deeper unsolved mystery?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Parallel!

The day was bright the sea calm

holidaymakers and locals

enjoying the long sandy beach

in the sky-high clouds

started to mask the hot sunlight

for a while was a blight!

 

Looking up they beheld a marvel

on a cloud a city

floating huge skyscrapers visible

silently moving by

was this a parallel world they saw

as they stared in awe!

 

More gathered to witness this event

never before seen

by the throng on the golden sands

was it an illusion

from whispers to a crescendo grew

in that shimmering hue!

 

Then the images faded from their gaze

disappearing into clouds

no tall buildings were on this coastline

what had filled their vision

the answers could not be found here

a conundrum was clear!

 

Had they been privileged with insight

or spectacular fantasy of delight?

 

The mystery has never been solved!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Winter Snow!

High in the mountains lay a small logging town

that during the summer months

crews were active cutting down the old tall trees

then quickly transporting them

either by river or trucks off the mountainside

working hard for profit and pride!

 

This was until winter snow set in and cut it off

from the rest of the country

as rivers froze and all roads were impassable

it became a small ghost town

the permanent residence of sixty-five souls

much easier for the sheriffs patrols!

 

A tough fifty-five year old widow father of three

two daughter’s lived in the city

the eldest was his deputy making a good team

at home in the desolate wilderness

knowing trouble could erupt any help distant

but fugitives would meet resistance!

 

Legends of the Sasquatch and ghosts haunting

this vast inhospitable wildness

never really bothered these officers of the law

until the first body was found

kneeling head bowed as if  they were praying

terror on their face displaying!

 

Over several weeks more bodies were discovered

exactly the same in different areas

very perplexing there were no  physical marks

on any of the eight bodies

none were local all were male of varying  ages

decomposition at different stages!

 

Out of their depth called on detectives from the city

who were also baffled at this case

no clues nor tracks were anywhere close at hand

the only course of action watch

risky as there was no indication of what it could be

in the snow and each pine tree!

 

The autopsies showed they died from heart attacks

these fit young males scared to death

the conclusion of the coroner nothing else was found

help could only be flown there

as an atmosphere of uncertainty and panic spread

why so many strangers found dead?

 

The sheriff and his trusty deputy and six city cops

made their way into the mountains

uncertain where to position the limited numbers

to seek out what they knew not

the temperature dropped the snow began to fall

their enthusiasm began to stall!

 

Being police officers expected a rational solution

even with the lack of evidence

gathered in the area where  corpses discovered

from there in pairs spread out

for the nights vigil hoping it could be resolved

and causes of deaths solved!

 

With cloudy skies and increasing heavy snowfall

wishing they were in a warm place

hoping the riddle could finally be settled tonight

through the bad weather and foliage

a blue pulsating haze formed coming their way

to their rapidly increasing dismay!

 

Within this mesmerizing haze there seemed to be

a grotesque beast metamorphosing

before their vision the deputy turned her gaze

contacting the others not to stare

static was all that came through no human voices

what now thinking her choices?

 

A groan from close by had her running she knew

it was her dad he was alive

awful ear-splitting sounds came made her feel sick

reaching the crumpled figure

kneeling grabbing him with all the will power

she could muster as it had gone sour!

 

Stumbling and falling in the deepening soft snow

exhausted reached the jeep

the phenomena no longer was anywhere in sight

soon heading back to their office

to report what had occurred soon reaching base

knowing this was a classified case

 

Once back in the warm and familiar surroundings

felt better but deeply shaken

after contacting the police headquarters waited

for the reinforcements to come

they knew the military were alerted to investigate

there was little time to contemplate!

 

What was this frightening and unknown apparition

this would be their dominating mission!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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