Shattered!

Stressed took a stroll noticed no insects

could not detect any bees or butterfly’s

filling the scene worryingly in decline

relaxed gently sat on a grassy hill-top

over looking the fields and small town

but the calm was soon to be shattered

and his fortunes would soon turn sour

as what he thought was a rare insect

with his vision did suddenly connect!

 

Annoying it flew very close to his head

had to stand and up from his position

making no difference as now followed

soon there were more flying along to

swatting at them one seemed to strike

landing on his naked arm a sharp jab

hitting it with reflex action plummeted

down onto dusty well trodden footpath

curious decided to inspect this nasty foe

the consequences then did not know!

 

Gasped as on close inspection discovered

that this was not a natural living bug

but a minute very intricate type of drone

designed like a mosquito held in his hand

soon seemed to move and then flew away

he began to feel so unwell and collapsed

found by passing cyclists hugging the earth

taking some time to get any medical support

the couple in this dire scenario were caught!

 

Delirious he kept mumbling insects not real

nobody attending knew what he meant

far to incoherent they did not understand

a few days later in the intensive care unit

his body succumbed to unknown toxins

the only clue a puncture wound on his skin

all organs had completely ceased to function

to the coroner a frustrating puzzle emerged

his theories of cause made him feel disturbed!

 

Especially when told the facts were classified!

 

Could this really be true?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

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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.

The Lodger!

The single young woman found it was hard

even though working

to pay the bills and the large mortgage to

she needed a lodger

providing extra income so she could cope

this really was the hope!

 

The lodger arrived late on an winter evening

there on the front porch

an old suitcase clasped in bony hand

speaking in a quiet voice

harsh whisper in a monotonous drone

yet had a chilling tone!

 

Said she had read about the room to rent

yet not contacted by phone

the owner reluctant to let her come inside

struggled paying the bills

regrettably no other enquiries  received

she could only proceed.

 

From the first meeting doubt was embedded

within her inner fears

already the warmth of her home had waned

showed her the room

gave her approval she would take it uttered

in agreement muttered!

 

Moved in that night with no other luggage

went in the room in silence

the door shut yet the owner full of dread

what had she let in her house

sat in the lounge listening to the television

already regretting her decision!

 

Decided to sleep down  in the lounge that night

later thought it was silly

to allow her imagination to spook her thoughts

the lodger would be fine

three days passed before eventually emerging

trouble began surging!

 

Unable to comprehend what she was doing

no food had been taken in

could not recall if the toilet had been used

not feeling well stayed inside

never been sick as this trying to think back

or so much energy lack!

 

The lodger crept about now mainly in the dark

the place would not heat

it was constantly cold and so many flies buzzed

always a dank mouldy smell

filled the air never had this before she came

nothing could she blame!

 

In the end decided had to make conversation

depression was overwhelming

even hard to climb the stairs breath short

soon outside the room stood

before she could knock the door it opened

into emptiness did descend!

 

Compelled to enter there saw the gaunt figure

empty eyes and  almost skeletal

went to speak but there was a piercing scream

followed by a blinding light

she woke with a shudder and fell off her bed

thinking she must be dead!

 

Finding her heart was racing knew she was not

sat shaken on the thick  rug

cold no more really went to the lodgers door

finding it was slightly open

summed up the courage to go right inside

had to face not hide!

 

But it was empty the lodger seemed to have left

the tension and fear had lifted

the odours and flies were not about any more

though she had not existed

strange had it been an awful nightmare she had

certainly never had one that bad!

 

Came home from work around seven that evening

got herself something to eat

then there was a faint tap upon the front door

wondering who it could be

nobody usually called at this time without a call

went to answer it down the hall!

 

Devastated to see a thin pale girl holding a suitcase

within  her bony hand!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Meteorite!

Crowds gathered to watch the fiery meteorite

shoot across the night sky.

Military listening posts observed its passing

no threat natural phenomena.

The trajectory now arcing it rapidly down

looking like a glowing crown.

 

Nobody noticed its controlled guided descent

dipping into a remote valley.

Swiftly cooling to reveal a small metallic disk

a robotic probe to explore.

Earth’s terrain unseen by human technology

they said no such thing as ufology!

 

In this remote area it took samples unobserved

exploring the rugged terrain.

This was an advanced mission to calculate

from a war ravished civilisation.

Whose environment was destroyed now dying.

on earth for a long time spying!

 

This their final exploration to confirm suitability

before the armada came!

All information was relayed back to a mothership

and the drone disintegrated.

Authenticating a meteorite with ground colliding

as the aliens were deciding!

 

Light years away the invasion had been approved!

 

The Foureyed Poet.