True Sceptic!

A true sceptic she told everybody

got to see it to believe they are real

even when out partying was vocal

figments of people’s imaginations

brashly meaning every single word

as she boldly ranted on undeterred!

 

But like most with their closed minds

she found herself in a dire situation

as her boyfriends car just stopped

chugging to a halt in a small village

certain he had filled the car with fuel

she knew he remembered as a rule!

 

On checking the gauge showed full

why had it stopped they both said

there were no street lights anywhere

no cars passed it soon became cold

foliage in the autumn winds blew

as consternation within them grew!

 

Being late unable to use their phones

decided to see if there was a room

in the pub they were now outside

her brash personality was quelled

as she began to feel unnerved here

there was a strange atmosphere!

 

The pub was very old nobody inside

except for a man behind the bar

whom they had to make conversation

enquired about staying the night

there was a bed had a drink and meal

to her the place had an odd feel!

 

Asked about a phone the landlord

stared at them with a blank look

so assumed there was not one

which was odd they both thought

but tired decided to go to bed

as she was getting a fuzzy head!

 

There was nobody to chat to here

nobody to bore or boost her big ego

so up to a room with a roaring fire

and a quaint four-poster super bed

within having a surreal ambience

for them both a new experience!

 

Slept well so comfortable made love

got up no shower just a jug of water

so just had a quick wash and dressed

odd but accepted these peculiarities

had a cooked breakfast went to pay

at the plastic card stared in dismay!

 

Even the money was not happy to take

they eventually left on very good terms

but thought the car was still a problem

tried it thinking the engine might work

amazed it started on the first key turn

stranded no more now not a concern!

 

Drove away from this weird little village

and home to civilisation they were use to

tried to forget all about that night trip

until in conversation she mentioned it

in that area nobody had heard of a place

just open countryside an empty space!

 

Had to go to find out though reluctant

for the first time she had some doubt

about here own life long scepticism

approaching the area saw a signpost

expected to have site of this hamlet

but with a vast emptiness was met!

 

Her True Sceptic stance had to reassess!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Stopped!

The SUV had stopped on a busy carriageway

cars drivers horns blaring annoyed

as it blocked the progress in their journeys

eventually an off duty cop came by

could see the driver so got out to investigate

intended with them to berate!

 

Called for assistance to help with the traffic flow

approached the vehicle with caution

noticed scorch marks upon the roof looked in

everything was still felt uneasy

tapped the window speaking no reply or reaction

could see the face lifeless and waxen!

 

With consternation guardedly opened the car door

there was a smell of burnt meat

heat coming off the still body gripping the wheel

made him retch and shudder

recoiling could do nothing for this poor bastard

too long in the job had made him hard!

 

Instincts made him ponder the actual cause

it was unusual and bloody creepy

knew this was somehow a professional hit

never seen this in his many years

scouring the skies in all directions perceived

knew his theory would no be believed!

 

Though could not detect any by sight or sound

had heard drones were deployed

their purpose maybe more than observation

these thoughts could not express

in fear of his own and families continuation

and for their eternal damnation!

 

Leaving it to the traffic division left his lips sealed!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crazy!

When the police shot the middle-aged man

they said he was crazy

just another unstable male out of control

not taking his medication

as two were killed plus him three survived

his acts not contrived!

 

But a psychologist was interested in the case

certain this was not the fact

suspicious with the urgency to close the files

risking his reputation and life

to search why they wanted no investigation

filled him with consternation!

 

On his own without any official permission

decided he had to dig deep

discovering there were far more incidents

each quickly dispatched

similar circumstances but females as well

on this fact did dwell!

 

Few he spoke to would divulge anything

a deep fear did prevail

an uneasiness grew sinister implications

men in dark suits everywhere

was he beginning to lose his own mind

now becoming intertwined!

 

Not being an investigator was hampered

creating  himself more danger

with no real proof  until someone spoke

informing they knew of a plot

and deep underground covert complicity

a top-secret conspiracy!

 

He was a scientist working on the project

rumoured to be involving

the military anon existent majestic twelve

soon after before corroboration

the contact was found dead in his own bed

suicide the newspapers said!

 

That sense of doom and dread struck him

the man had concluded

it was to enhance the activity of the brain

increasing power and strength

but project abandoned the official word

now he knew this was absurd!

 

For him it soon was the end of the road

his car in a police report

had swerved off a main road at speed

nobody else it seems involved

more likely eliminated we can conclude

dark elements his life pursued!

 

He had meddled in a secret that had to be kept!

Or is this just pure speculation?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rivers Flowing!

Through  natural evolution the rivers flow

normal levels acceptably low

gently meandering across the fallow land

unobtrusive without demand

normally mankind’s friend just co-existing

no threats persisting!

 

But with these changes in climatic margins

patterns of disaster it brings

high winds and rain on a ferocious scale

leaving Homo sapiens frail

unable to cope the onslaught of power

all they can do is cower!

 

Tranquillity a fading part of expectation

uncertainty and consternation

routine a longed for dream of past years

many brought to tears

as property and lives are washed away

creation has no rules to obey!

 

A fine distinction from peace to total war

we are but brittle straw

easily soaked and flushed into the drains

unable to control the rains

no respect for damage on earth imposed

as options for survival posed!

 

As the misery of the weather vastly increases

and society crumbles into pieces

nature and mans induced calamities multiply

how many millions will die?

 

Will mankind nature or aliens cause our demise?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Hit man!

The hit man took the contract without question

they had paid his required fee

just another routine precision kill easy money

an arrogance grew with success

relaxed he waited for confirmation of details

making sure he left no trails!

 

Calmly waited for information on his coded site

but not prepared for the reply

because the image received was his own face

felt the first glimmer of emotion

immediate action to quickly leave this location

filled with rising consternation!

 

Always efficient and clinical in his execution

nothing ever left to chance

directing precisely each aspect of his mission

now the situation was reversed

totally out of his depth being the hunted prey

what skullduggery was at play?

 

Why had a contract been placed on his head

who jested in giving it to him

errors were never made he had been warned

somebody had taken the task

telephoned his girlfriend so wanted  her near

the one person he held dear!

 

They met in their special secret rendezvous

a cabin in a secluded region

being certain they would not be compromised

wine and a night of pleasure

took his thoughts off the impending danger

of assassination by a stranger!

 

Woke up unusually groggy and very nauseous

unable to move his lover

sat on the edge of the bed a gun in her hand

he recognised it as his own

she looked at him coldly aimed and fired

between the eyes he expired!

 

Smiling stood up and left the thrill immense

anther job done but it was fun

never getting so close to her target before

but had to settle this score

he murdered her father when she was small

swore one day the killer would fall!

 

Its said you can never trust even those close to you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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