Purring!

The cat’s purring seemed to get louder

for the first time an irritation

how quiet it had been until that moment

staring through the open window

across open fields and a dirty grey sky

his life slowly ticking by!

 

Almost in a dream like state became aware

of the patterns in the clouds

that drew his complete attention got up

found himself outside eyes fixed

as a large hole appeared in the formation

that lacked rational explanation!

 

The centre opened spiraling downwards

from within came a large craft

that hovered while the sky then cleared

just appearing before his eyes

he surveyed no noise could be heard

nothing else nearby stirred!

 

Cautiously walking down his long garden

it slowly moved upwards

as several small objects seemed to eject

flying in all direction so fast

ascending the clouds opened once more

this time of a wider bore!

 

Rising into heaven or another dimension

the alien object did transcend

that chilling sensation immersed his being

in his mind biblical passions

of death damnation fire and brimstone

at that moment fearful alone!

 

Retreating back inside his safe haven

upward once more glanced

there was nothing more to be seen

the familiar purring of his cat

brought sanity to a tortured perception

was there a sinister deception?

 

From that day his whole attitude to life changed!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Summer Of Sixty One!

Rain had been forecast for the whole area

being a mountainous region

it was a guaranteed regular occurrence

their nearest neighbours

lived two miles down an old wagon trail

the ecology here frail!

 

As the light faded the animals under cover

on the small sheep farm

those distant rumbles of thunder heard

and streaks of lightning

it was late summer of nineteen sixty-one

the days work was done.

 

The family sat down for their evening meal

there were two children

a son Max of twelve and a daughter of six

who was named Jade

they were happy but becoming agitated

their fear more elevated!

 

For many years there had been lots of cases

of animal mutilations

even two of their own sheep and neighbours

stories of UFO’s often seen

and unknown creatures in the woods and hills

given everyone the chills!

 

What was going to happen next the question

that would soon be apparent

the children were never allowed to go far

though Jade was a lot younger

her brother Max loved his sister they got on

their bond truly strong!

 

On this night the storm skirted around them

their faithful pet and guard dog

sat quietly on the porch as they went to bed

early starts the routine

it seemed a quiet night very warm and dank

but eventually to sleep sank!

 

The dog was aroused from his rest around two

his long ears pricked up

an inaudible noise alerting his sensitive hearing

from the trees a gleaming light

slowly descended landing onto soft damp ground

without making any sound!

 

Then small beings came from within its interior

through a bluish haze

stood as if waiting two approached the main door

soon Jade came out

between the two went to the craft as if in a trance

instantly did advance!

 

At this point Max opened the window being alerted

to see the event happening

ran down the stairs in a panic and spiraling dread

outside watched it take off

the dog howled he loudly shouted felt helpless

in himself emotionally feckless!

 

Soon he was joined by their distraught parents

totally unable to comprehend

their first reaction was to frantically question

staring into the cloudy sky

he had the impression they both blamed him

heartbroken knew the future dim!

 

Now sixty-four sat on the porch of the same house

reflecting that dreadful night

his parents long dead did not recover from the loss

life was hard from then on

his sister was never seen again his guilt remained

still himself he blamed!

 

There had been searches police saturated the area

months passed rumours grew

the family was accused of killing their daughter

nobody really believed the truth

on his own how he prayed for Jades safe return

holding one of her toys he did so yearn!

 

Max to this very day has not given up hope!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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