Certain!

It was a lovely holiday they both reflected

sitting by their hotel pool

checking the photos taken the day before

one made them ponder

remembering standing by the wooden gate

a question did debate!

 

Both certain they saw nobody behind them

only fields and stone foundations

yet clearly there were two figures in view

leaning on the stone wall

their clear outline was not a pleasant sight

upon a nice scene a blight!

 

Though the wife was reluctant to retread

her husband wanted to go

first enquiring with locals in the village

who were happy to tell

the stories surrounding the isolated area

making them feel scarier!

 

Back at the gate not so relaxed as before

compared photo with view

now with stories of murder and jealousy

and with a pencil drawing

of the farm-house that once stood here

the sadness was clear!

 

Drawn to walk amongst the stone ruins

scared they may confront

the un-rested souls captured on camera

disfigured by the fire

caused by the husbands early return

who watched it burn!

 

Raged at his wife’s infidelity and betrayal

made him start the blaze

trapping the lover and wife together inside

then taking his own life

all these events to them recently told

the emotion began to unfold!

 

Their perception now strong instilling fear

moved away from the ruins

decided to take more photos of the scene

on viewing they saw

them again both close enough to touch

burnt for them too much!

 

Arriving at the gate scrambled quickly over

smell of smoke strong

caught in a moment beyond comprehension

knew they had to break away

as the actions of that day long ago replayed

their own sanity frayed!

 

Falling exhausted on the ground realising

they were nearly possessed

by a lingering evil and oppressive force

locked in an embrace

left the area keeping the photos to show

others an explanation may know!

 

But unknown to them the entities went to

from then on their woes grew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Moment Of Relief!

That smile filled with a moment of relief

the journey long and arduous

from the horrors of war and occupation

tears gushed tension released

remembering the loss of their relations

now seeking new foundations!

 

Torn from the life they knew and loved

persecuted treated poorly

shattered lives forced to witness cruelty

and unspeakable acts

memories that would never be deleted

together never more defeated!

 

Both young and hopeful the couple gazed

from the ships upper deck

slowing as it entered the busy harbour

in their new homeland

gaunt and battle weary they embraced

as together the future faced!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Going Back!

Going back to the place of my early youth

was a big mistake!

Remembering the luscious meadows

air so clean singing birds.

Country lanes a small running stream

sound of an engine of steam!

 

The thick dark smoke billowing behind

through unspoilt land.

Our heritage there for everybody to enjoy

small villages and hamlets.

Animals of all kinds living without threat

no sounds of a passing jet.

 

Shocked at what I saw and what time had done

no more the country side.

Where such beauty had been a trading estate

the small town an urban mess.

No trees the stream now under a motorway

an unkempt park in which to play.

 

Traffic and fumes now filled my sad gaze

as I compared my memories.

And the happy days then safe to explore

all of our natures graces.

Standing on what was once a grass hillside

now under houses this did hide!

 

This seems the way of life today!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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