THE DEAD POOL

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The sun hides its face.

Silence reigns supreme.

The winds pick up their pace.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray.

I can see his icy stare.

THE DEAD GAME

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NATURE’S THRALL

 

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    A beautiful fall day.

    A path through the red.

    Charcoal steps leading up.

    An adventure for me.

    Until the day turns dark.

    The leaves lift off. 

    Creating a red swirl.

    Around me in its haste.

    The wind cackles.

    The rain trickles.

    Night has come.

    The path is gone.

    And so is the day.

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    I look out at the sea so pure.

    A vision of delight and more.

    Setting sun is coming down.

    But there’s no reason to frown.

    I could see the ocean floor.

    Look at me I’m out the door.

    The sun may be gone for the day.

    The moon will soon be here to play.

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    A fantasy come to life.

    Waves of purple and pink.

    Carpeting of green.

    Fragrance of heaven.

    A bench for dreaming.

    The fantasy has come to me.

Butterlies & Flowers!

 

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Butterlies & Flowers!

Today was butterfly day! I got these three butterflies within a half an hour on our butterfly bushes.
Tiger swallow tail.
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Red Admiral.
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American Painted Lady.
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The Holler is ablaze with blossoms. The gladioli are blooming!
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So is the hardy blue sage.
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Happy June from The Holler!

TODAY’S TRICK OR TREAT

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    Ring my bell.

    I will come to you.

    Dressed in lace.

    Blue hair fluffed.

    Lips pursed.

    Silly or sensual?

     

     
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    HAPPINESS

    Happiness is a secret.

    Happiness is a treat.

    Happiness is a book.

    What is it for you?

     

     

     

     

    I have a gift for you.

    For you and no one else.

    It comes in a black bottle.

    Elaborate script on the front.

    Please accept my gift.

    Close your eyes.

    And open your mouth.

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I STILL LOVE YOU

 

 

I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

 

I’ll be rising soon.

On the next full moon.

We’ll rise from down under.

On lightning and thunder.

 

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different you see.

My new body is strong.

Now do not get me wrong.

 

I still love you, my dear.

Of that please have no fear.

 

THE DEAD GAME continues

THE LIGHTHOUSE

THE LIGHTHOUSE“Come back to me my sweet.Take a break from the heat.An afternoon in a cool retreat.We could make our own special heat.”The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.I hesitate before I walk inside.The small room is as dark as night.I begin to tremble with fright.Maybe I should leave this place.The door slams shut in my face.I hear the voice in the airTelling me, “what fair is fair.”I intruded on this secret roomAnd so I won’t be leaving too soon.

“Come back to me my sweet.
Take a break from the heat.
An afternoon in a cool retreat.
We could make our own special heat.”
The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.
I hesitate before I walk inside.
The small room is as dark as night.
I begin to tremble with fright.
Maybe I should leave this place.
The door slams shut in my face.
I hear the voice in the air
Telling me, “what fair is fair.”
I intruded on this secret room
And so I won’t be leaving too soon.

THE DEAD AND GONE

THE DEAD AND GONE
 
A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.
 
Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
 
Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.
 
Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.
 
THE DEAD GAME

DARKNESS DESCENDS

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DARKNESS DESCENDS
 
With a defiant roar,
Darkness descends this night.
Slithering through the grass,
It prepares for the fight.

A fight to the death for some;
Others a fight for what’s right.
The town waits with bated breath,
Sides position for the fight.

The evil one leads the way,
A greater force held at bay.
Wolf walks into the clearing,
Soon others will join the fray.

He has come for me this night,
A shadowy form flits by.
It takes on his dreaded form,
Scooping me up to the sky.

We fly high above it all,
Rooftops passing in a rush.
I soon find myself falling
And landing on a thick bush.

I wake up in my own bed,
Happy I’m alive and free.
I fear for the dreaded night
When Wolf does come for me.

THE DEAD GAME