There!

It was just there one summers evening a car

a small blue hatchback

parked in a clearly painted no parking zone

did not look abandoned

front seats back as if both had been asleep

near to shops hotel and café

police were often driving by not concerned

to eliminate foul play they spurned!

 

Whatever the reasons it seemed nobody cared

no signs of violence or abductions

just as though the owners had simply vanished

a nice motor why was it here

police did not want to know nor even curious

to take a close up inspection

of the boot to see if a body was stuffed inside

or the owners safety clarified!

 

So it stands from nice small car to a total wreck

but who owns this vehicle

informed the council said they would check it

then stick a label on the window

not filling me with much confidence or trust

or that anybody seems bothered

to clear away or investigate any discarded motor

for public safety not a good promoter!

 

Wonder what the history of it will turn out to be

stolen or just simply forsaken

just maybe there is a real sinister tale to be told

the length of time being ignored

a scandal as the delay should have been averted

highlighting the cuts in the budget

with interest wait to see if  a crime was involved

also whether it will ever be solved!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Bite!

The pain lasted a split second like a sting

true there were flying insects

as she walked by the fast flowing river

the irritation that followed

soon began to swell on her upper arm

it started to cause alarm!

 

Determined to finish her relaxing stroll

though that hope was fading

had to rest luckily a large tree was close

drowsiness overcame her

was soon in a deep and unnatural sleep

into a dark place her mind did leap!

 

Leaning helplessly back against the bark

became aware of creatures

of unknown origin approaching casually

could not move or scream

being dragged nearer the rivers fast flow

terror building to a crescendo!

 

Into the swirling waters her body did go

grasped by claws pulling her

down into a murky subterranean realm

dark damp a smell of decay

watching these freakish beings with care

trying hard not to stare!

 

Tried to keep still and shallowly breath

several gazed her way

eyes sunk that started to glow advanced

saw the teeth felt the bite

as severe pain surged through her torso

the transformation slow!

 

Last recollection was screaming for mercy

so cold could see and feel

surely it must have been an awful dream

until she was now basking

not of human anatomy on the riverbank

an alien beast into the water sank!

 

No dream but an unbelievable reality!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Traffic Lights!

Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway

as the driver approached the junction

lights turned to red so had to brake and stop

annoying to halt at this point

agitation rapidly grew they did not change

fifteen minutes passed very strange!

 

From every direction cars converged at speed

must be a computer malfunction

was the thoughts of those in the car queue

now unable to move anywhere

anger and tension mounted as car horns blared

for this situation nobody prepared!

 

Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated

with no explanation forthcoming

that first vibration made them almost lose balance

followed by the rumble of death

grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended

the wrath of nature descended!

 

Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew

panic spread amongst the people

tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated

in this part of the world not expected

fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end

a site hard to comprehend!

 

Eventually their plight would be in perspective

nothing was recognisable

landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited

from far away explosions

people stumbled about not knowing what to do

and the atmosphere was rue!

 

Everything around him was now a raging blaze

a loud continuous noise

rapidly made him jump back into normality

the familiar nagging voice

ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife

knew there was no real strife!

 

Sweating profusely found himself at the lights

it must have been a daydream

during a micro sleep they had turned green

motorists behind annoyed

the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind

all bad thoughts realigned!

 

Started laughing happy all was chaotically well

his happy demeanor would not last

as all that befell the people in those dark images

back at that specific junction

each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun

that no man could outrun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reputation!

His reputation had followed his career

even since he left the army

boasting they had taught him to shoot

given a dishonorable discharge

for an unlawful killing he did not agree

not listening to his plea!

 

Through his skills and knowledge of guns

he became a sniper for hire

as a mercenary fought in countless battles

but it never sat easy slaying

because every victim he killed remained

haunting him why unexplained!

 

He was not a believer in the paranormal

this he kept telling himself

at first just an odd glimpse like a shadow

certain it was his conscience

but as years passed were becoming vivid

making his personality frigid!

 

As the date of his fiftieth birthday neared

the dead seemed more real

than all the living he daily encountered

becoming evermore distant

from the reality of a once methodical life

his whole being took a dive!

 

Becoming decrepit for one still classed as young

the once untarnished reputation

crumbled becoming more inaccurate and sloppy

taking out the wrong targets

unable to detect fact from any reality he grasped

in his hands the gun he clasped!

 

Unable to distinguish those living from the dead

fired the bullitt entered his brain

he would rather face the many he slaughtered

than see them clearly all around

his mind had finally gone could live no more

would he enter heavens door?

 

And for eternity walk the path of damnation

or maybe he would find salvation!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Hand Shake!

It seemed just a welcoming handshake to others

that polite business meeting

nothing suspicious  that would draw attention

dressed in smart expensive suits

blending in with several other groups seated

each with a mission to be completed!

 

Nobody had noticed how pale their exposed skin

nor the dark lizard like eyes

everybody too busy using their expense accounts

occasionally discussing work

they were sat in a shaded corner in conversation

there was a rising aggravation!

 

And thirty minutes later two more entered

one a female her presence

made heads turn as she joined the others

the fourth settled into a chair

each with no emotion two more brief cases

put on the table blank faces!hip

 

Together got up leaving at a slow pace in silence

in the corridor just disappeared

thirty seconds later there was a huge explosion

and the office block imploded

from their ship they stood watching satisfied

the action must be intensified!

 

Cooperation with earth’s secret government

the long term agreement broken

now no longer aligned their pent-up anger

would quickly be unleashed

viewing humans as treacherous and violent

and never ending lament!

 

All alien units gathered at their moon base

watching from a distance

after destroying man’s nearby military camp

agents offices and nuclear sites

hoping without these destructive arsenals

man would stop acting like fools!

 

Preempting their ex partners plans in the alliance

were prepared to wipe them out

igniting their own charges on the Luna surface

knowing this was a possibility

taking off in the mother ship seconds to spare

a galactic war they would declare!

 

The unsuspecting human race soon would see

had no knowledge of any deceit

already reeling from the recent destruction

had no idea of what was to come

from the skies countless alien craft did appear

the suspected invasion here!

 

But as always nobody knew the real truth!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Excitement!

No doubt about it the cars were fantastic

sitting on different seats

though could never afford to buy them

but enjoyed the dream

often going into car dealers for a look

always with excitement shook.

 

On this one occasion actually spotted

an older car on display

gleaming in original pristine condition

the assistants were busy

which enabled him to saunter unseen

to savour he was keen.

 

Large and expensive thick leather seats

had a feeling of wealth

getting in imagining himself driving it

closing the door snugly

settled into his world of make-believe

he started to perceive!

 

Gradually realised he was not on his own

there was a person next him

reluctantly had to turn his head curious

never heard anybody get in

a very attractive young woman sat there

of him did no seem aware!

 

She was facing him terror etched on her face

yet he could hear no sound

her eyes wide and shouting backing away

who was she seeing in his seat

just two hands appeared around her throat

hard keeping his sanity afloat!

 

Panicking himself tried pulling the door handle

it was locked he was trapped

she looked real now thrashing about by him

he did not know what to do

then she was gone he smelt a sweet perfume

helplessly it felt like a tomb!

 

The radio came on blaring out an old song

desperate banged on the glass

shouting as loud as he could a girl ran over

calling to her mum to come

he was certainly embarrassed when she did

opening the door he felt stupid!

 

Got out thanking her and headed for the exit

had to look once more at the car

it did not happen he mumbled as a suited man

was rapidly coming in his direction

all the excitement had gone from his visit here

it had scared him that was clear!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Was There A Man?

Was there a man sent by an all mighty god

to save and guide humanity

his own son here in a harsh roman period

talking to thousands of followers

creating miracles and healing the sick

was this real or just a clever trick?

It is not for me to make any conclusions

millions believe in their religions

though used as a reason for terrible violence

no way can I judge just quietly observe

can it now unite every people and bond

comfort those who feel wronged!

What I do not understand is the wealth

when there are many with nothing

where is that humility are we not all equal

to share the fruits amongst the flock

mother earth is our church not a dwelling

this thought I find more compelling!

As this season comes to that special day

peace and unity for this I shall pray!

The Foureyed Poet.

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