Village!

High on the lonely yorkshire moorland

the village set was built

a long way from their main city studio

an imaginary society

had the feel of a real existing location

not a television creation!

 

When not in use an unsettling stillness

filled the fresh moving air

unseen activity as if life was going on

faint constant whispers

cast and crew aware of a muted sound

their subconscious did hound!

 

Amongst the farm animals beasts roamed

hypnotic glowing red eyes

savage snarling devil dog’s fangs exposed

wandering on the village edge

always in the shadows rarely are they seen

their very presence obscene!

 

Security patrolled quietly as filming proceeded

as reality and fantasy mingled

unaware of the other dimensions interacting

the crew huddled observing

actors becoming familiar characters on action

creating believable interaction!

 

Moments when an image mist or a shadow

that was not within the script

added to the mystique of an enchanting take

that the cameraman or director

could not grasp in the pressure of the shoot

when the schedule was acute!

 

But maybe the fears of any ghostly presence

is not always something to dread

this is just the mingling of nature’s elements

that should be embraced

there undisturbed since the earth was formed

before man the planet swarmed!

 

Do those who venture to this moorland oasis

need to fear the ghosts and spirits

blend and tease those gathered in the village

passing in and around their bodies

everyone prepares for another take to begin

feeling a slight tingle on the skin!

 

The anticipation of the moment is absorbed

as the pressures of a schedule

has blocked any fears of the village ambience

in a vast open landscape

paranormal discoveries remain imagination

with a disconcerting agitation!

 

In the village the filming goes on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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Silhouette!

From the crowds I saw your angelic silhouette

luminous and so unbelievably pure

a radiance that filled me with such a warmth

every fear and tension disappeared

even with the growing chanting angry crowd

the aroused mob getting loud!

 

Pushed from behind forced to fall on my knees

on seeking you once more

no longer there that vision of  such loveliness

in contrast to the surroundings

what had been a peaceful and friendly protest

turned to violence and arrest!

 

A passer-by that found themselves in hand cuffs

forced into a police van

no matter what I said my words were ignored

transported to a nearby jail

yet that image sustained my calmness and grief

inside a growing belief!

 

Here certain for a purpose inside so strong

as I waited with many

to be booked in by the custody sergeant

she was here as well

then as our eyes focused just disappeared

this had become weird!

 

In the very spot stood a frightened woman

crying scared and dejected

going across to speak just to show support

we ended up in conversation

like me had been picked up just observing

certainly disconcerting.

 

Her brother amongst the demonstrators

who had been injured

trying to help him was arrested for affray

not knowing how badly hurt

could not get any news felt really dejected

in her domineer reflected!

 

The mission now clear to give you support

both wrongly accused

neither connected to the violent dispute

the girl then revealed

that she had briefly spoken to  a radiant angel

who said it would be well!

 

That somebody will be with you for guidance

and hold your hand

smiling she was right me here by your side

a few hours later we left

no charges made to seek a  brothers condition

distress now in remission!

 

They were brought together as total strangers

but left together as close friends!

 

The angelic figure watched them go satisfied

cupid had done her work!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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