Upon Us!

The suns light beams down upon us

giving life to those below

as they toiled on the parched ground

temperatures souring higher

seasons hard to define as cold and wet

overcome once tropical areas

now natures struggling to find a balance

motion of life could not advance!

 

Unclean air quality adds to human misery

contaminated by harmful elements

that cannot be seen or felt as its absorbed

life becoming more fragile

feelings are out of control under the sun

disasters mount people displaced

the routine of living completely falls apart

kindness is gone exposing a cold heart!

 

Into The Wilderness we go forth!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Biting Wind!

The gate swung slowly on creaky hinges

as a biting wind blew

the woodwork rotting some was burnt

cracked churned up path

led to a shabby drab riverside habitat

out buildings collapsed flat!

 

Felt more like winter though a spring day

rain fell on a rising river

adjacent to a rear garden in disarray

a bird lay decomposing

on the rusting roof water droplets dripped

in rhythmic beats fear gripped!

 

The air whistled around the building

the cold chilling the bones

a hiker decided to stop here for a rest

unaware of its gruesome history

yet felt the isolated location undertone

alone with no chaperone!

 

Had become lost along the river trail

the sun was going down

had no signal on her new smart phone

not told anybody of the trip

approaching up the dry cracked pathway

near the alleged haunted red bay!

 

Though it seemed abandoned was disturbed

that there was a presence

unable to go on fatigued her energy drained

had been warm so not prepared

to spend a long night here in the wilderness

there was an unearthly stillness!

 

Soon as the sun had set scratching noises

permeated around her position

as if a creature was trying to get inside

she had no torch to see anything

wooden walls tin roof shook and rattled

as inner demons battled!

 

Were her eyes playing tricks as she sat

shivering in this rickety shack

sound of lapping water getting louder

in the doorway a shape stood

light footsteps neared a gurgling groan

something snapped her hyoid bone!

 

Her body dragged to the water discarded

and into the flowing river

motionless was propelled in the current

found days later by a warden

on routine patrol of this vast national park

the find shocking and stark!

 

Another victim to add to the countless others

discovered over the decades

unsolved murders that had no known motive

the same cause neck broken

nobody had linked their deaths to the old cabin

where its said a hermit had dwelled within!

 

Who was hunted down being linked to evil forces

hung and burnt but made a curse

that anybody entering his own sacred domain

would meet their certain end

thought of as just more meaningless folklore

locals this place would never explore!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Calling!

Knew it was A risk in the wilderness

but had the calling to come

since he was a child this was his aim

at first the weather was fine

he had brought minimum provisions

seen this place in his visions!

 

This was his predestined lifes mission

had prayed for guidance

had worried parents from a young age

dedicated and well-studied

at twenty knew told them he must go

his family’s misgivings did show!

 

That morning he set off on his mission

rode his rebuilt motorbike

an emotional parting then he was gone

happy that day had come

parked then carried a large backpack

heading up the twisty track!

 

Now absorbed by natural surroundings

within his own thoughts

seemed oblivious to the many creatures

was contented raising his arms

praying loudly and walked as if guided

all needs would be provided!

 

Had no doubt waited his whole life for this

by the fast pure waterfall

drank the pure nectar and settled down

nightfall rapidly approached

under the stars at last he was satisfied

his future would not be denied!

 

He had no fear knew god protected him

this was a hallowed ground

here was untainted by mans savage hand

within was purified of his sins

now with the power and love in his soul

was ready to accept his role!

 

Headed home ready to become the good priest!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Free!

Within the once vast and open wilderness

where wild animals were free

passing their lives without intervention

from hunters and seekers of land

killing the prey for their breeds survival

fearing no human arrival!

 

No more their security and safety assured

as the numbers rapidly dwindle

some becoming extinct as the killing excels

left to die in agony and pain alone

poachers only interest the profits they make

not the misery they create!

 

The rich and ruthless have no mercy to give

for any destruction of animal life

nor the ever advancing human colonisation

and their shrinking habitation

creatures who should live and be protected

by many their rights not respected!

 

Man thinks on earth he is the superior being

not caring species are rapidly disappearing!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Bigfoot!

Throughout the world legends abound

of creatures said to roam

remote areas of forests and wilderness

tracks found and foot prints

of huge creatures that are rarely seen

or myths that had never been!

 

Like those searching for proof of aliens

and intent ghost hunters

many seek this allusive beast Bigfoot

in inaccessible places

as keen and devoted like other seekers

in the quest for these creatures!

 

Like many Monster legends millions believe

though tracks are found

the theories usually prove to be a false trail

every country has its stories

the more remote harder to instigate a pursuit

which often bears no fruit!

 

Relentless there are dedicated teams hunting

to capture the evidence

resolute in bringing the undisputable validation

it is real and not a story

danger lurks without communication or support

as Bigfoot goes on being sort!

 

The Foureyed Poet.