Who?

Who is wandering our populated areas

many innocent people have vanished

anguished families have been in limbo

frightened where the young have gone

what is the number of the disappeared

gone most harmed it is sadly feared!

 

Anxious and desperate wait of the parents

knowing there is nothing they can do

always wondering why they are missing

empty spaces that have been left behind

sometimes closure when a body found

others hoping for a word or sound!

 

It is said often though awful maybe true

the abductors are somebody they knew

a friend or relative not a pleasant thought

anybody trusted could do such a thing

fearing the stranger not those very near

off guard as family members leer!

 

Keep your family close beware of strangers

humans a mystery even unto themselves

there are dark recesses it is said in the mind

that cannot be evaluated history has defined

those who have ventured down that evil path

its written must face their gods wrath!

 

Mankind surely is the worst predator and beast

upon all living things its hunger doth feast!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Mountain!

The group of friends decided to explore

the mountain near where they lived

shear sides at its base a barren expanse

a narrow trail extended half way up

that terminated at holes in the rock face

intrigued had to search this place!

 

Ignoring all the warnings of the elders

who kept away from this rock

knew it was haunted by ancient beings

watched the group slowly ascend

fearlessly focused on their exploration

to seek an unknown abomination!

 

Half a day later arrived at the mountain

large boulders and bones lay strewn

at its base not a sight they wanted to see

a flowing river halted their progress

until a rotting tree trunk came into view

already tiring their impatience grew!

 

Together dragged the tree to make a bridge

thankfully it reached over the small gap

tiring decided to camp there for the night

though had little sleep sounds close by

kept them awake fearing it was a wild beast

upon their flesh wanting to feast!

 

As dawn broke set off up the twisty path

that crumbled at each slow step

anxiety began to emerge as the entrance

became within a few yards ahead

then their leader was able to peer inside

entering with a very cautious stride!

 

Switched on the torch upon his forehead

venturing into the black interior

taking his first look at the forbidden cave

the rest followed like lost sheep

they switched on their piercing headlights

making them feel like neophytes!

 

Where few dared to venture in centuries

here gathered a defying band

curiosity and adventure overriding fear

more bones scattered about

moving further in every sound amplified

thinking their presence justified!

 

A joint decision was made to go in deeper

the entrance was out of sight

ahead looked ominous but they went on

in single file as the passageways

became claustrophobic as they narrowed

their progress rapidly slowed!

 

Occasional scratching made them jumpy

but it began to increase

ten minutes later they came to a chamber

there the remains of bodies

were strewn and the smell of decay strong

was this a nest they walked in on?

 

Their lights picked out shapes which moved

quickly clinging to the walls

and above a sticky goo dropped on them

turning to exit their path blocked

by a large thin white creature with no eyes

with intent on them to brutalize!

 

Their screams were absorbed by the  rock

the elders stood knowing they were dead!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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.

 

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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Without!

More stories of real people are told

too often the young

end their lives by taking them away

shock and dismay

without explanation or portent shown

reasons often unknown!

 

To friends relations work colleagues

they appear stable

no hint of  the fateful impending act

outwardly coping

inside unable to express true feeling

leaving everybody reeling!

 

Is it life’s to complex and demanding

something within us

society has always created conflicts

that can overwhelm

most contain each sombre thought

support is sought.

 

Regrettably some cannot converse

themselves conceal

maintaining that perfect false facade

locked in their minds

not until they are found deceased

too late the soul released!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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.

 

 

Encounter!

On his way to meet friends at a hotel

set in a valley amongst trees

the journey took him on lonely roads

untouched and unspoilt

elements of magic and ancient legends

around the dips and bends!

 

Now dusk wished he was not on his own

eyes tiring in the gloom

hindered by a thickening mist in the valley

the radio crackled annoyingly

ahead saw somebody walking in the road

at a good pace they strode!

 

Approaching seemed to walk into his path

yet no sound of impact felt

even driving slow could not avoid a collision

coming to an emergency stop

concerned had to reverse back to be sure

frantically had to explore!

 

Hesitantly got out into the swirling moist mist

glad he brought the torch

searched in a frenzied manner a long stretch

of  road and grass verge

nothing was there no body of man or beast

then all rationality ceased!

 

Petrified to be there what had he really seen

heard a noise what was around

quickly got in the car accelerating forward

not caring visibility was poor

until his speed made him swerve just missing

the car a tree nearly kissing!

 

Inches from its base halted spooked drove on

the faint lights of the hotel

came into a weary man’s gaze a relieved sigh

the entrance was approaching

parking headed to meet the others inside

fearful with them had to confide!

 

Certain the encounter was real not a memory

maybe a prowling spectre

though an unknown element was with him

had a perception it had come

his skin began to crawl feeling sick and cold

for them all the horror would unfold!

 

The mist thickened around the hotel as they came!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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