Home!

The journey was nearly at an end

soon be home in the hills

away from the crowded township

such a familiar road

knew each camber and sharp turn

so had no worries or concern!

 

What he did not want was the rain

this was a big hazard

but the route was clear up ahead

contacted his wife

from his drive was minutes away

glad it was a Friday!

 

Began slowing down at the sharp bend

behind a shape with red eyes

that averted his thoughts momentary

into the warning sign at speed

down a steep wooded slope into a tree

just the air bag could he see!

 

Could not move nor able to comprehend

how this had transpired

began vomiting now in pain and fearful

certain there was a noise

a large shape came close by his window

his demise was very slow!

 

A frantic wife had reported him missing

hours later was discovered

also unusual scratches and foot prints

had the rescue team perplexed

marks consistent with a large creature

on no tourist guide did this feature!

 

Legends spoke of a bigfoot in the forest

hunters had reported seeing it

was this proof maybe it really existed

from then on the search persisted!

 

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There was a warning but only a second

the space station shattered

a huge object passed by no survivors

on earth nothing was picked up

oblivious the cloaked mass had arrived

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Emerged at warp speed into our space

from another dimension

linked with earth’s molecular structure

returned to its creation

after long observation decision eliminate

for the human race no debate!

 

Desecration of the small planets resources

endless conflicts and suffering

disregard for any other life on its surface

with increase to the threat

of annihilation and spread of its brutality

to universes had brought finality!

 

With a few dominating the vast multitude

in disarray at the elite control

as godliness was overtaken by the soulless

the experiment was ended

the mass engulfed this once alluring creation

completing the extermination!

 

Leaving an empty void where once life had existed!

 

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Jean!

There the elderly woman sat staring

watching the daily surge

of humanity walking and driving by

not able now to converse

within their own perpetual routine

few ever noticed Jean!

 

When she was young an open space

a village small so quaint

there with parents and four siblings

father a farm labourer

mother the house was her domain

never did she complain!

 

It may have been a humble abode

such a long time ago

reminiscing of years long passed

now the only survivor

had never known any other home

never wanted to roam!

 

For the few who dared to glance

to see what was within

usually saw the derelict eyesore

a decaying old house

boarded up tight well protected

years before erected!

 

Oddly the large lounge room window

was partly uncovered

where Jean sat watching as always

her spirit here remained

it was her home did not want to leave

still existed did believe!

 

Some sure there was something here

a shadowy outline

how the decades passed so quickly by

as the legend grew

of a ghostly figure sometimes seen

not realising it was Jean!

 

Here the dead observed the living!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Hidden!

Not a believer sat enthralled listening to the woman

whom had paid thirty pound

to see what the future could possibly be for her

declaring she was a medium

claiming to get messages from spirits of the dead

as yet hard to believe what she said!

 

Skeptically minded listened to the information told

nothing of substance spoken

until details only she could have known emerged

a sense of wonder filled her mind

indicating a stance performed in front of mum

words spoken made her numb!

 

Hidden moments only she had saved into a memory

with doubts of an afterlife

faltering in that long believed certainty it did not exist

either she was a mind reader

or messages were really from those of the departed

to us a realm still uncharted!

 

Leaving wanting to accept spirits were fact and existed

but somehow this hope resisted

to many in society they know for certain that’s its true

but equally millions do not hold this view

that angels and demons battle for our immortal souls

or reincarnate coming back taking on new roles!

 

There is so much still in the category of the unknown

she left more confused and fearful

shaken by what the fortune-teller knew of her life

that nobody could have found out

yet comforted that death maybe only an illusion

but had still not been proven!

 

Could the departed haunt us from another plain

still really sounded insane!

 

For any answers would have to wait for her end date!

 

The Foureyed Poet.