A LOVE PECK

 

 

I walk quickly this night

from who lurks out of sight.

The wind gives a whistle and a sigh

as strands of my hair begin to fly.

The moon hides its face.

I pick up my pace.

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands around my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He is taking my blood.

I die in a red flood.

THE DEAD GAME

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BOOK 2 – Winter 2017

Will Wolf return to Oasis, Florida?
We’ve missed him.
His good looks.
Charming personality.
Deadly ways.
Will he arrive as a bat?
Or maybe as a wolf?
He could even take the place
Of one of our own.
Will his appetite be as fierce?
His passions as...

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Will Wolf return to Oasis, Florida?

We’ve missed him.

His good looks.

Charming personality.

Deadly ways.

Will he arrive as a bat?

Or maybe as a wolf?

He could even take the place

Of one of our own.

Will his appetite be as fierce?

His passions as strong?

So many questions

Waiting to be answered

In Book 2 of THE DEAD GAME.

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GUESS WHO?

Guess who?

It’s me, honey.
I’ve had a hard day at work.
It has made me grumpy.
I feel changed.
Different.
Do my hands feel furry?
They look furry to me.
All of a sudden I’m hungry.
Hungry for you, my darling.
Come, dance with me.
The night holds mystery for us.
Come with me…

WALK IN SHADOW

WALK IN SHADOW
He walks in shadow.
Blending with the night.
Stalking his victims.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the...

 

WALK IN SHADOW

He walks in shadow.

Blending with the night.

Stalking his victims.

Lighter than air.

Floating in the mist.

Never seen.

Never caught.

Leaving death behind.

Come out to the light.

I know you can’t.

I know what you are.

Creature of the night.

Come to me.

Your time on earth will soon end.

Come out of the shadows.

And face me.

All will know what you are.

The leader of The Dead.

Your time is at an end.

THE DEAD GAME

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DANCE FOR ME

DANCE FOR ME
Elevate your body through the air.
Lift up your fins.
Your pointy face to the sky.
Dance for me.
Let the water flow down.
Back into the ocean.
But keep yourself high above all else.
Dance for me.
Give me your wicked smile.
A little...

 

DANCE FOR ME

Elevate your body through the air.
Lift up your fins.
Your pointy face to the sky.
Dance for me.

Let the water flow down.
Back into the ocean.
But keep yourself high above all else.
Dance for me.

Give me your wicked smile.
A little laugh.
Show me your endless joy.
Dance for me.

I want to see your special dance.
A clap or two.
A little twist for me.
Dance for me.

 

ECHO

THE STAIRCASE
I close my eyes to sleep,
and what do I see?
The staircase from my past.
The stairs from my
elementary school.
I can hear children’s voices
as they run up the stairs to classes.
I can hear their shouts
as they run down to the basement...

 

THE STAIRCASE

I close my eyes to sleep,

and what do I see?

The staircase from my past.

The stairs from my

elementary school.

I can hear voices

as the children run up the stairs.

to their classes.

I can hear their shouts

as they run down

to the basement for lunch.

I can’t see their faces.

I only hear their voices.

All I can see is the empty staircase.

The lone echo of my childhood.

 

THE PERFECT MELODY

The air feels heavy.
Laden with moisture.
Clouds roll in.
The sky grows darker.
Then you hear the first drops.
The water pounding on the roof
in a staccato melody of its own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
The rain washes our streets
and clears our minds.
Preparing us for a new day.

A DOOR IN THE FOREST

A Door in the Forest

A DOOR IN THE FOREST

The house is gone.
All that’s left is ash
And the door.

The door to the dungeons.
Where The Dead lived
And died.

I can see dark shadows
In the distance.
Are they coming for us?

I thought they were all gone.
What happened to The Dead?
Are they gone or still lingering?

The earth is rumbling.
The door is shaking.
We’d better leave.

Right Now!

THE DEAD GAME

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Blood

Mad or not?

Richard M. Ankers - Author

Blood

There is blood in the air and fear on the streets, the city reeks of it. I bathe in this feral disruption like all predators must; it does no good to show fear in the face of the enemy. Society pools about me in terror and tainted thoughts, I smile politely at each in turn. This is not how it should be. This is not right.
The sun tips a few more degrees to port unleashing its crimson juices upon the universe. I watch through darkened goggles whilst other eyes fry even enjoying the view. It is not often one witnesses one’s own demise and certainly not in slow motion.
Blood. It reminds me of blood pouring away from a once live host. Our sun is dead but just doesn’t know it. I am dead but just don’t know it.
Why cast my thoughts into a temporal bubble and…

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