Special Day!

That special day has finally arrived

plans made hoping all is well

beginning of our adventure together

preparations completed ready

a nervous groom waits for his bride

standing nowhere to hide!

 

Soon she will walk down the aisle

two people to be joined

music starts to play nerves are taut

relieved as she is here

now together for that moment stand

promises a kiss hand in hand!

 

Behind family and friends sit watching

now smiles on your faces

turning to congratulations and praises

signing the register married

feeling of relief cameras start clicking

your married the clock is ticking!

 

Realising now two families are united

everybody happy and delighted

their perfect love match and marriage

or divorce hate then disengage!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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The Violin!

Always there in his head that violin still played

over and over again so clear

a deep thought that always made him smile

the one good memory

sitting alone deep within himself never spoke

not for years the spirit broke!

 

Could not tell anyone about those nightmares

existing in the ghettos

fear and degradation treated as sub-human

trapped like ship rats

because of the origins of their birth heritage

a whole block a squalid cage!

 

What kept him and others going the playing

of that lone violin

by an incredible elderly man who never tired

gave them all a little hope

yet amongst the growing brutal treatment

a malevolent entity present!

 

Down in the cellars were not only vermin

freely scurrying unhindered

there was an abhorrent entity embedded

within the rotting fabric

an unspoken dread they could not escape

evil without a shape!

 

He was sure there was no written records

the soldiers did not care

if any disappeared they loathed his kind

it meant less to guard

as far as he could remember one survived

only his life was not deprived!

 

He had tried to block out the day he entered

those cellars the first time

persuaded by his friends as fun to explore

even then had that dread

an even darker evil lay in wait for its prey

ready for them to slay!

 

It had started well the thrill of the adventure

to take their minds off

the persecution of them and their families

in the squalid surroundings

they were forced to endure being  no life at all

preferring in the rubble to crawl!

 

He could also still hear their terrified screams

the violin music muffled it

deeper into the darkness just one candle to see

he had taken from his parents

why had it happened he always in his thought

so often the answer sought!

 

He saw the shape in the corner heard the growl

froze as the others carried on

surely they must have at least heard that sound

why had he not warned them

petrified he surmised thinking back all that time

had he caused an unforgivable crime!

 

When he could find the courage saw the shadow

grow so large and engulfed

all his precious friends he considered as family

their struggling and yelling quelled

chasing after the moving blackness was repelled

by the monster here dwelled!

 

Part of the roof fell just managed to stagger away

hurt remembered shouting

for others to come down and save all his mates

then felt himself being pulled back

but scrabbled to the street and saw on his arm

marks of the beast that did the harm!

 

None were ever found never told them the truth

physically healed forever scared

but within his mind hell was above and below him

the violin sustained his existence

until the soldiers took him forced onto a lorry

no more music deeply sorry!

 

Today alone in the elderly persons nursing home

his relatives perished in the war

still scared of the dark and every shadow he saw

expecting to be swallowed by the beast

in a world of misery waited for his dying day

listening to that violin play!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Spiritual Frauds!

A believer in the afterlife he had a mission

to seek spiritual frauds

definitely not the first to take on the task

but that was long ago

fraudulent séance’s were still giving hope

with those unable to cope!

 

Even if they did not believe it was a chances

they might make contact

with those so dear in their lives and hearts

seeking that comfort

in that bleakest hour a medium they seek

with those gone to speak!

 

often feeling like a modern day crusader

knowing some were genuine

with the ability to sense any presence

disappointed many were fake

occasionally he met those with spirit

that he could not discredit!

 

Often saw in hotels or on theatre stages

partners acting as the audience

in devious ways to hoodwink devotees

there just to make money

with no regard for those who believed

here for hope not deceived!

 

Then the auditorium hushed not a sound

and onto the large stage

a young woman came such loud applause

what a respectful entrance

from that moment knew she was special

a quality that was celestial!

 

Drawing nearer to the front stalls she called

his name he stared as she spoke

telling him his mother was here watching

and of his quest approved

warmth filled him with her love it was true

from then their connection grew!

 

The two bonded together working in unison

to seek out any spiritual frauds

so those who seek to find truth and comfort

were guided to those legitimate

their love evolved and eventually married

onward their devotion carried!

 

Bringing inner peace to all those who believed in spirit!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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