Silo!

The desert was flat you could never tell

that below where you stood

was a military bunker and missile silo

from a time years passed

built here on this lonely barren latitude

that had a bad attitude!

 

An everlasting reminder of mans ingenuity

negative approach to peace

of times that have gone but do still exist

creation of terror and destruction

yet for many this factor has disappeared

to die is no longer feared!

 

Thinking foolishly that all conflicts will end

is only in dreamers minds

always there simmering the spark of war

lay in wait in human culture

where somebody is ready to light the flame

so conflicts in history doth remain!

 

The silo is but one symbol of the bloody past

forever on humans the shadow cast!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Embedded!

Embedded on an ancient stone monument

an unusual symbol was clear

though worn down with the passing of time

close to a small stone circle

there was a feeling of enchantment within

and prickling on your skin!

 

Invisible to our peripheral vision illusions

surrounded our small group

it was like a gathering of robed figures were

trapped within these boundaries

laughter wafted on air trapped in this space

centre of an ancient power base!

 

Overwhelming and wonderful but suspicious

uncertain of what we had found

cautiously moving about ancient monoliths

more symbols were clearly seen

showing wizard like figures in pointed hats

wands in hand and wide-eyed cats!

 

An ancient cult of sorcerers once gathered here

not a destructive force

but a magical supernatural presence held

for centuries in the circle

still living on in another plain of existence

for eternity the possibility immense!

 

Where it seemed to retain a spiritual purity

that each could embrace

the longer their stay the harder to leave

this energy being absorbed

long dormant emotions began to emerge

through a metaphysical surge!

 

The sense of being themselves engulfed inside

together knew they had to leave

with an enormous combined strength escaped

back into reality of  present day

in wonder knowing what they had discovered

reluctant it would be uncovered!

 

But they knew within them the change had begun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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