Never Looked back!

She never looked back on leaving the house

ten years older her hair grey

wore the same clothes as the day she arrived

eyes now cold and empty

also carrying the same battered brown suitcase

mascara ran down her tearful face!

 

Early before the light strolled into the distance

later neighbours reported hearing

raised voices in the evening and during the night

but nothing to indicate the scene

stating nothing unusual they were an odd pair

but for each other appeared to care!

 

No witnesses came forward who saw her leave

walking away upon that fateful day

no idea who she was nor what happened here

only the cries of his mother

discovering the body of her beloved perfect son

knife in his chest the foul deed done!

 

A detailed search and forensic examination followed

but there was never proof

of her identity no DNA fluid samples or fingerprints

were ever matched to a human

it seemed as though the woman had never existed

to this day the gossip persisted!

 

Who was she and where from still unanswered!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Exploded!

They were close by when the house exploded

certain somebody was within

the two teenagers ran without any thought

for their own well-being

the detached house was soon engulfed in fire

flames rapidly rising higher!

 

The heat so intense could only watch helplessly

in the distance sirens echoed

as neighbours slowly ventured out to observe

at that moment both saw

coming out of the ruins a woman unharmed

as if by magic charmed!

 

Backing away at this unbelievable encounter

this being came up to them

naked yet no sign of skin damage of any kind

stared with light blue eyes

afraid for their safety would both lives be taken

but they were mistaken!

 

Instantly becoming shrouded in a scaly cover

turned and walked away

faded until she had gone from sight both ran

unsure of what had happened

it seemed the house was a known gang base

those inside gone without a trace!

 

Neither teenager came forward as a witness

to afraid to say anything

who would believe their description anyway

but pondered the questions

who or what she was and from where came

surviving the explosion and flame?

 

More were to come each as baffling as the other!

 

What was going on?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Debt!

She sat with her bank statement and other bills

a mass of paper and debt

too easy spending using credit cards realising

after several years of denial

pressure from debt recovery firms increased

just wanting to be released.

 

Eviction from her home was almost  certain

yet still had the urge to spend

from a young age she never went without

brought up in a material way

never knowing hardship so grew to expect

with money came respect.

 

But those days went when her father died

and mother had a breakdown

committed to an institution and remained

leaving a young woman

totally unprepared for a harsh actuality

she to struggling with sanity!

 

Never making friends and the only child

the family home a trap

yet containing many happy memories

deepening the melancholy

beside her containers of different pills

some laying on the bills!

 

The doctor did not seem to understand

said take the medication

for a few weeks and return just a phase

was his not so wise words

leaving with her a dilemma unanswered

her desperation not heard!

 

In a daze took the tablets lonely confused

going into a deep sleep

the mobile rang loudly it seemed distant

as her worries began to fade

it became bright and there was her dad

to be with him again so glad!

 

Debt would not bother her any more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

Flight!

From small operations flying has become huge

an ever-increasing market millions want to fly

escape to destinations around this small earth

planes forever clog our crowded polluted skies

a once empty void is now getting very crowded

as countless planes land and take off in convoy

fields disappear for more and longer runways

covered in concrete beneath the early haze!

 

Flights carrying hundreds more eager travellers

long and short-haul souring at varying levels

airports take up land for car parks spreading out

not contented with our crowded roads anymore

cheaper and easier to fly than go by road or rail

whatever mode of transport prices are too high

only the rich eventually able to enjoy any travel

our society’s structure could to easily unravel!

 

But it is written flying could be much different

secret craft have been developed for flight

no need for flammable aviation fuel to ignite

but use a free constant safe energy supply

taking off vertically no need for the runways

unanswered question this surely must raise!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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