Diamond Star!

The recently renovated sailing ship

looked magnificent

as it sailed into the busy seaport

a notorious pirate ship

once its bloody history folklore

on many an island’s shore!

 

Through public and private funds

centuries on pristine

here for its first completed view

and pick up the crew

a chance for many to re-engage

life from a bygone age!

 

Every detail carefully replicated

much was original

creating a realism it was reborn

those who worked

upon her all had that perception

from the conception!

 

This was more than just a project

for good or pure evil

the past had literally come back

to haunt those onboard

most glad to disembark her decks

knowing it was hexed!

 

The owners wanted these thoughts

kept totally quiet

as it came into dock to loud cheers

a girl on the quay

saw a wispy shape upon the mast

the curse was cast!

 

She was in a group of thirty teenagers

on a weeks adventure

A member of a local sea cadet brigade

excited about the trip

along with the others so eager to start

and for the ship to depart!

 

With more waving from all those watching

gracefully it sailed

towards the open sea as they all cheered

similar to long ago

the original maiden voyage leaving port

the atmosphere caught!

 

Diamond star was meant to be a trader

but on her first run

was attacked and captured by pirates

who killed the crew

then had a new vessel for their crimes

even then violent times!

 

During the first few day it went wrong

without warning saw

blood stains appearing on cabin walls

bodies to then faded away

footsteps and voices when nobody there

driving them all to despair!

 

The youngsters becoming very scared

trapped in small spaces

violent unseen hands harming physically

scratching and pushing

down stairways and objects were thrown

trapped in the unknown!

 

Their only chance get to the lifeboats

the senior members

went ahead followed by everyone else

swinging them outward

noticed the helm turning as if controlled

as the sails began to unfold!

 

Ropes and pulleys moving seemingly unaided

the wind was picking up

lowering two lifeboat the teenagers got in

the ship was functioning

as the last of them were safely on the sea

at last felt safe and free!

 

It turned away from them and the Jolly Roger

flapped in the rising wind

disappearing into the distance fading from site

leaving them drifting

unable to comprehend what had taken place

gone without a trace!

 

Being a busy shipping lane were soon rescued

with a tale hard to believe

the Diamond Star had started a new journey

into another dimension

sailed by the pirate crew soon a legend grew

the whole truth nobody ever knew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rusting Ship!

The rusting ship had seen such a lot of action

in the second world war

yet still working as a cargo vessel to this day

many who had been crew

would not go on her again some left stressed

quickly by their own request!

 

For an unknown number who just vanished

no strict records kept

being a family venture around the islands

where large companies

would not go there was little profit to make

the gamble did not take!

 

On a calm early Monday tide the old ship

set off for a week-long trip

the engines sounding like an aging heart

though more irregular

but still doing their job after eighty years

but hard work for the engineers!

 

Always a palpable foreboding amongst crew

even though mostly new

with no work about they had no other joyce

nobody ventured alone

always in pairs the security team checked

every deck they trekked!

 

Above the usual noises always whispering

this was commonly reported

not helping their already jittery demeanor

there was nowhere to run

reaching the storage holds a light flashed

near them an object crashed!

 

Shaken heard footsteps a shape rushed by

but neither waited around

from nowhere a voice shouted you will die

two terrified seamen hid

in the crew galley like frightened children

not tough worldly men!

 

They had a walkie-talkie contacted the captain

informing them of their situation

angry at their disgraceful behaviour told them

to immediately come to the bridge

when they refused headed down to confront

he considered it a shabby stunt!

 

Reaching their position found the door open

but nobody was there

he searched every corner without success

puzzled returned to the bridge

urgently summoned everybody on board

to confront the discord!

 

A frightened bunch now stood before him

as he gave the bad news

informing them a full search must be done

which was not taken well

it was decided unanimously the twenty crew

for safety split into two!

 

There was another it was the second officer

who naturally had to steer

and safely control the aging haunted bucket

the teams searched everywhere

their nerve was under strain as they roamed

without success she was combed!

 

As the creaks got louder and bangs increased

returned to their base

it was clear more of the crew had gone missing

fifteen now sat in the mess

a strong sense of them being closely observed

trapped  specimen’s presevered!

 

Objects floating small like creatures moving about

made some aim to escape

none got far and were gone never to be seen again

frantically the captain called

up to the officer on the bridge by radio no reply

but he could not hear the cry!

 

An unseen mass had already engulfed his body

now without guidance it drifted

towards the shoreline and folk of a coastal town

not a soul left alive on board

the growing  malevolent mass now out of control

depraved seeking every living soul!

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Waved!

From the passenger deck the family waved

excitedly to their relatives

tears flowing on the dockside far below

their journey about to begin

a hard decision leaving so many behind

already for them pined.

 

Before long pulled away the course was set

the old country disappeared

soon over the horizon and picking up speed

as the temperature dropped

heading towards the freezing north Atlantic

aboard the luxury liner Titanic!

 

The parents full of optimism for their futures

an adventure set in motion

like hundreds aboard this magnificent ship

beginning its maiden voyage

but as life often is an unpredictable gamble

not always a pleasant amble.

 

While trying to settle their excited children

for at least a few hours sleep

high above upon an observation platform

lookouts through binoculars

saw large icebergs as they passed at speed

not slowing onward did proceed!

 

Unaware of  any risks passengers were relaxed

happy and confident it was safe

being told the ship was an unsinkable vessel

and their destination guaranteed!

suddenly there was a slight judder from below

a vibration that began to grow.

 

The clock on the wall in the upper deck cabin

clearly read twenty-three forty

their instincts told them something was wrong

a frantic knock on the door

and a stewards cry get to your lifeboat station

giving no further explanation!

 

A child each grasped tightly in their aching arms

found themselves in the crush

of panic-stricken passengers equally confused

scrabbling to reach the lifeboats

only to discover not enough had been provided

and families were divided!

 

Women and children the priority caused mayhem

fathers were left on the decks

elderly couples not wanting to be separated stayed

some single men tried to get in

being launched half full others tipped up in the sea

many jumped into to be free!

 

As it sank no rescue ships were within the vicinity

the happy couple were parted

the two children cried as they were being lowered

down onto the cruel icy sea

now it was their own father staring with a disbelief

waving trying to hide his grief!

 

Mother and children eventually were rescued

and reached their destination

but returned home their dream now shattered

never to see their father again

nor a young wife to see here beloved husband

without him now they would stand!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Seven!

Each was strapped into seats on the space ship

unable to move they waited

classed as dangerous fugitives were on route

to a distant prison colony

on a barren and inhospitable minuscule moon

their journey would begin soon!

 

But Freedom fighters was their designated status

fighting against the evil federation

convicted and betrayed by a hidden informer

for now their oppressors had won

here heading for a certain pointless demise

they would be the winning prize!

 

But in truth was an option they could not allow

all that had been achieved lost

on board a soldier bribed  to create a diversion

once the craft left earth’s orbit

then on time the massive engines were ignited

their plan would soon be cited!

 

Feeling the surge it began to gradually accelerate

there was a bang it went dark

the emergency lighting came on but it had worked

for seconds power was lost

their restraints had released all prisoners were free

surprise was the only key!

 

One of the seven was a master thief and locksmith

able to beat any lock or code

soon weapons were distributed the fight was on

moving towards the life rafts

excellent progress was made with no resistance

how could they get this distance?

 

Realising the inside man must be dead or captured

hurried as a trap would be set

nearing their final goal could see the soldiers ahead

here the battle fiercely raged

a group of prisoners had come but they quickly fell

their plan was not going well!

 

But the risk had to be taken firing seven ran forward

apart from minor wounds survived

hearing more coming took the life rafts and ejected

into the dark emptiness of space

the armed ship fired large cannons but missed

the federation officers pissed!

 

Before very long the small pods ran out of fuel

and they started drifting

the plan to get on a prearranged mining ship

approaching it was destroyed

then from nowhere like a miracle it glided

their escape had been provided!

 

The immense alien ship moved towards them

like it was guided by gods hand

an airlock opened and they were now inside

coming to rest the group of seven

were somehow directed as doors just opened

in the control room did end!

 

Then a voice they understood began to speak

telling them the crew were dead

and it would take them where they wanted

this was a living electronic entity

the freedom fighters had a powerful alliance

now to the federation real defiance!

 

This the beginning of many battles and adventures

against The Federation!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Drift Wood!

A walk along the beach was where it began

the tide was rolling in.

On holiday in an area steeped in mystery

and maritime legends.

I found what to me seemed just drift wood

with bare feet on it stood.

 

Smooth and well-worn by the sand and sea

curious picked it up.

A name had been etched into the surface

this drew my  attention.

It read The Rising Sun to what did it belong

vibrating something was wrong!

 

Made my hand tingle put it in my tee-shirt

then back to my rented place.

Eager to search and find more information

certain there was more.

Not any piece of flotsam and jetsam here

maybe sunken treasure near!

 

Back home unwrapped this unique drift wood

that still dripped water.

Thought I had dried the excessive moisture

placed it by the computer.

Excitement welled searching for the name

at first seemed a fun game.

 

Finding the reference to a sunken pirate ship

discovering it was a cursed ship!

Came upon the screen in stark bold letters

showing a life-like drawing.

Depicting what it may have looked in battle

a noise it started to rattle!

 

Becoming unstable then crashing to the floor

as if knocked off in anger!

But nobody else was with me in the room

edgy but determined to read on.

Whoever touched anything from that ship 

would be on a hell bound trip!

 

Gasping as the drift wood flew through the air

then the pointed end struck.

Piercing his beating heart falling off the chair

his eyes were soon glazed over!

Being a loner it was days before he was found

nobody had heard a sound!

 

The drift wood was not in his chest any more

a friend took it out of a draw.

 

The curse of The rising Sun had come back!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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