The Well!

The happy family moved into the large house

on the edge of a lake

all were unaware until their teenage children

found a hidden overgrown well

first from a distance noticed the outline

at that time not able to define!

 

Behind tall weeds concealed was discovered

the relic emitting a sentient power

both felt it had to walk from the dire location

were afraid to tell their parents

of this startling undiscovered garden addition

that seemed in perfect condition!

 

For a while was forgotten as the house was fixed

to decorate and make theirs

being uninhabited for years before they found it

on a holiday the place a dream

with its supreme views and large lake location

space and liberation a great combination!

 

Nothing happened for some time life was good

they kept their distance

until the daughter saw lights darting about

flickering in a pattern

resisting the urge to go near just observed

yet her confidence unnerved!

 

Over the next few days the lights increased

as nobody else noticed them

began to feel it was only meant for her gaze

and a compulsion to explore

in her dressing gown on a bitterly cold night

went to peek like a ghost in white!

 

She was sleep walking in her mind could see

a girl waving so excitedly

a nice day she just wanted to meet and play

greeting as though friends

in reality nobody visible there she was alone

unprotected in a disaster zone!

 

The young girl’s face changed to sallow skin

dead eyes stared a victoria’s cry

the teenager awoke her soul fell into the well

her being sank into the dank water

gone now suppressed by the slimy green walls

nobody heard her Spiritual calls!

 

A different young woman went back inside

but to the family within

it was their beloved sister and daughter

the evil entity was reborn

new energy rejuvenating the decayed shell

the lid sealed the well!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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Arrow!

He saw it coming the arrow towards him flew

was frozen to the spot

here in the middle of the battle was engaged

it pierced his shoulder

violently he fell down onto the battlefield

where his life did yield!

 

Instantly the any sounds of the conflict faded

as his body touched down

any pain dissolved from the injury received

penetrating his beating heart

finding himself rising from the body shell

that lay where he fell!

 

Like a silent movie he walked with no sound

amongst his once comrades

still many fighting as the two armies clashed

seeing others like shadows

some like himself roamed about as if at peace

his earthly existence then did cease!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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