The Pool!

The privilege of being in charge at the pool

you could swim any time

when nobody else would ever interrupt you

this freedom Tania enjoyed

sometimes a boyfriend joined her in the pool

not by any official rule!

 

Their passion started rising in the warm water

love-making really good

but she was also wary of the many shadows

when the lights turned low

thinking it could only be in  her imagination

something of a self creation!

 

This was extra special just the two in the pool

the water taking their weight

first made sure the changing rooms were empty

then locked the outer doors

ignoring the  sounds and shadowy movement

they were far too content!

 

Neither noticed the dark mass enter the pool

closing in on their pleasure

until she had a sensation of  touching her leg

then the wrench he was gone

a terrified plea and now alone in the darkness

freezing without her man to caress’!

 

Afraid to move cautiously got out of the pool

unsure of what she could do

each step an effort in her traumatized control

got to the lighting switch

flicking down every one it became bright as day

becoming faint began to sway!

 

Made it to her office crumpling in her leather chair

still naked put on a spare coat

noises she had discounted so long were amplified

picking up her telephone dialled

as the operator picked up the womans distress call

from the ceiling a mass did fall!

 

Her last sight as it engulfed her and she was no more

just a discarded coat remained

police were sent urgently when no reply was given

breaking in nothing out of place

they carried out a thorough search of the premises

no discovery was made of the nemeses!

 

In the large swimming pool the two bodies were found

for the experts the mystery did confound!

 

The Foureyed Poet

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A Simple Pleasure

A simple pleasure that I enjoy

to sit and look about me.

With fervent beliefs to employ

just to be here and free.

 

Doing nothing but observe

absorbing with my senses.

Enjoying each turn and curve

as every moment commences.

 

No use of physical energy

let your mind roam.

Nobody’s a friend or an enemy

viewing even from home.

 

All around there’s love and hate

violence and peace

Mingled in life’s big debate

as instability’s on the increase.

 

Violence infiltrates our souls

nobody’s immune from dying.

As life takes many roles

on each hope I’m not prying

 

Trying to be In a neutral position

watching earthly evolution.

A bystanders in natures mission

for which you have no solution.

 

A grain of sand in a desert

all I can be is alert!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Sunday

Sunday use to be the day of rest

all was quiet wherever you went.

Little or no traffic then not a pest

every one was full of good intent.

Peace and quiet the family together

simple pleasures lasting forever.

 

Nobody rushed it was a day to unwind

aroma of dinner was always around.

A snooze to digest and chill the mind

precious times to enjoy was found.

Laughter filled the house on this  day

after tea time for games to play.

 

Life has changed to a much faster pace

no moment to waste today it seems.

Rushing work and play like a race

relaxation is only in their dreams.

Not happy with cards or leisurely walk

or get together and simply talk.

 

Those times now just part of our history!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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