Stroll!

Such a nice day parked near a disused lane

decided to explore take a stroll

there was a refreshment van parked nearby

a nice cold drink on his return

several people buying food as he strolled by

as an object ahead caught his eye!

 

Made him sharply turn but nothing was visible

a trick of the light in the trees

yet caution began to slow his steps with concern

it was deserted so ventured

a nagging feeling made him want to head back

yet curiosity kept him on track!

 

Began to realise there was no sounds or movement

as up ahead saw a derelict building

again out of peripheral vision certain of a shape

hiding in the shrubbery nearby

had a strong compulsion to head for the dwelling

as that sense of foreboding was excelling!

 

His steps became heavy each muscle began aching

breathe laboured and rasping

soon stood at the doorless entrance in long grass

became aware somebody there

a shape in long cloak and hood hovered off the floor

petrified him to his core!

 

Where the face should be was just a blackness so deep

could not move heart pounded

thought it would explode out of his chest here alone

then it was gone now just the ruin

ran as fast as he could until he saw the catering van

glad to back where his walk began!

 

Nearing his parked car noticed a sign he had missed

small faded with arrow pointing

could only just make out the words upon it written

this way to the witches cottage

sat back then quickly left vowing never to return

images and feelings filled him with concern!

 

Intrigued compelled to research this haunted location

had to return for a paranormal investigation!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Glowing!

Saw a bright object over a distant hillside

as the sun was setting on a warm evening

darkness was closing in slow motion

a few hang gliders had their final flights

the craft seemed to come from nowhere

stationery then it was not there!

 

Staring at nothing as the light blinked out

thinking it was a trick of my vision

but it reappeared once more on the hill

at speed putting on an aerial display

suddenly dark helicopters came into view

pursuing the object that split in two!

 

Intrigued had to get closer did not care

just as the object sped in my direction

followed by these military type aircraft

buzzing me as if to give a warning

then the glow blended back into one

and its show was now done!

 

Becoming bright red went out like a candle

the unmarked choppers this could not handle

hovered for a few seconds then flew away

me awe-struck but what part did they play?

 

What had I witnessed that warm night!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Halloween!

The night the dead rise from their graves

entering earths fragile domain

our emotions are raised to frantic heights

for many fun to scare each other

not believing evil has really been freed

upon their souls it doth feed!

 

Today all hallows eve is fun for children

who wear costumes depicting

ghosts monsters creatures of the night

going to houses to trick or treat

to receive sweets now a social event

without any malicious intent!

 

But within the myth is there hidden truth

with a heightened probability

there is a sinister reality to these tales

that have been long jaded

that through our long fudged history

there does exist a dark mystery!

 

Maybe wise to remember on this festival

some of those you meet

are not living humans in the darkness

and should take extra care

who you are with and may well interact

it’s not lurking ghouls you attract!

 

On this one night of Halloween each year

pray in your life they do not interfere!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet

 

 

Was There A Man?

Was there a man sent by an all mighty god

to save and guide humanity

his own son here in a harsh roman period

talking to thousands of followers

creating miracles and healing the sick

was this real or just a clever trick?

It is not for me to make any conclusions

millions believe in their religions

though used as a reason for terrible violence

no way can I judge just quietly observe

can it now unite every people and bond

comfort those who feel wronged!

What I do not understand is the wealth

when there are many with nothing

where is that humility are we not all equal

to share the fruits amongst the flock

mother earth is our church not a dwelling

this thought I find more compelling!

As this season comes to that special day

peace and unity for this I shall pray!

The Foureyed Poet.

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