What had he seen from his bedroom window
he was inquisitive to know.
Putting on his shoes and picking up a torch
and into the night made his way.
From his cottage he called his one retreat
quiet quaint isolated and neat.
Getting to the end of his long garden path
over a fence onto open ground.
Keen to find an answer he was compelled
walking now on rough grass.
A noise to his right he aimed the bright light
hoping whatever it was didn’t bite!
Then saw something glowing and rising smoke
boldly approaching the spot.
It looked to him like a small smouldering rock
but split into two half’s.
Now regretting the walk on this untamed ground
then movement from a nearby mound!
Why couldn’t he stop himself from investigating
even though he was petrified.
Another louder sound like crawling and dragging
moving closer to where he stood!
That was all he could take running in blind terror
why had he made such a stupid error?
Energy seemed to completely sap from his body
yelling for invisible help!
He awoke sweating in his own comfortable bed
a deep sigh of relief he got up.
Chuckling then laughing thinking how real it felt
on his arm he saw a welt.
Very sore and raised he now was totally petrified
something crawling in the room!
It had not been a dream it had followed him in
nobody else there for support.
Or hear the awful screams as he slowly died
in quiet place aliens did hide!
More meteorites fell the invasion went unnoticed
For Now!
The Foureyd Poet.
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