BLOOD MOON

Bloodmoon

BLOOD MOON

The moon is a foreshadow
Of things to come,
Frightening things,
Unhappy things.

Its red glow creeps through the trees
To the remote town,
Where all are asleep,
Feeling safe in their beds.

Creep, Creep, Creep,
The red mist spreads,
Down the streets
And into the homes.

The fog solidifies,
Forming dark shadows,
Shadows of the night,
Who have come to stay.

Game time!

THE DEAD GAME

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COME CLOSER

COME CLOSER

Come close to the house.
Dare to peek inside.
You may be surprised
About what we hide.

The air will lift you
Into the night sky.
Come with the others
As you fly up high.

We will convene
In the main hall.
You will find out
What scares us all.

WELCOME

WELCOME

Do you feel unwanted?
Do you feel unwelcome to the town?
Nothing is further from the truth.
You are welcome to Oasis.
When the lights dim.
When the moon rises.
When the night air cools.
You are welcome.
As the darkness descends.
As the dark shadows appear.
As the streets become deserted.
You are welcome.
Welcome to roam the forest.
Welcome to visit End House.
The Dead love visitors.

They are waiting for you.

THE DEAD GAME
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OASIS

OASIS

A more beautiful place cannot be.
It faces the waves of the dark sea.
White sand and quiet beaches galore.
You can’t ask for anything more.
Life is perfect as can be.
Come and frolic with me.
Tourists visit from far and wide.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
Beware when The Dead descend.
We can no longer pretend
This is a perfect place to be
As The Dead rise up from the sea.
Darkness brings flying creatures and death.
Beware that this won’t be your last breath.

THE DEAD GAME

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TRAPPED

TRAPPED

We’re ready for the party.

We’re here for the dancing and music.

But where is everyone?

Candles lead us upstairs

To an endless maze of rooms.

More candles lead us downstairs

To a basement filled with water.

The windows won’t open.

The doors are locked.

Is it safer upstairs or downstairs?

Who will survive this night?

Who will survive this party?

The party has only just begun.

THE DEAD GAME


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THE SINKHOLE

THE SINKHOLE

A sinkhole where the house has stood

Lies deep in the deserted wood.

Where has everyone gone to?

The grass and trees are gone too.

A house and garden have once stood here.

Now there is only the ground laid bare.

Could they be in the tunnels below?

And hear me if I yell out hello?

I hear rumbling coming from the hole.

The loose rocks are beginning to roll.

I should leave before it’s too late

And I suffer the same sad fate.

THE DEAD GAME
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5 STAR REVIEW

There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis
on May 25, 2015
The opening pages of “The Dead Game” grab you at the ankles and drag into the deeper story. There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis. Without getting into spoilers, here’s my take. Leist’s cast of characters are interesting in and of themselves. They do leave you wanting to get to know them better; yet, as in real life you only get to see the sides and masks that others want you to see. That, to me, was the author’s point. Everyone in Oasis seems to have an agenda, and it’s hard to know what to believe. With that in mind, Leist does a great job of bringing to life the picturesque town of Oasis, and the menacing End House. The book is reminiscent of tales like “House on Haunted Hill,” yet with its own twists on the supernatural thriller. The story is well-paced and the dangers faced by Leist’s characters feels terrifyingly real. All in all, a good read. I look forward to reading more works from this author.

HERE COMES THE MOON

HERE COMES THE MOON

Here comes the moon.
Taking the place of heat.
Bringing with it a coldness.
A darkness.
Up it goes into the sky.
Towering above us all.
Ruling over its domain.
Some nights it reveals its full face.
Other nights it hides in the shadows.
While it watches.
Watches us.
While we wait for the heat to return.