ENDLESS PILE

 

Pebbles float in the water.

Too many pebbles to count.

The sea holds mystery for me.

It offers freedom from the grind.

It may hold the answers I seek.

I will join the floating pebbles.

Add one more to the endless pile.

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RED HOT

Red hot waves lap at the shore.

Bringing with it blood and gore.

Paradise has come to an end.

The Dead are right around the bend.

Death is their evening delight.

They descend with all of their might.

Florida will never be the same.

Once it becomes part of The Dead Game.

THE DEAD GAME

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CALL MY NAME

 

I walk alone in the cold night.

On roads cleared but deserted.

No one calls my name to stop.

No one cares to see who I am.

I walk alone every night.

Hoping to find the one for me.

Hoping someone calls my name.

And cares enough to stop.

 

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Shackles of Green

 

Green grows deep in the forest.

Slithering up the tall trees.

Digging holes into the earth.

Beds of green wherever we turn.

The earth rumbles and quakes.

Yearning to free itself.

From the shackles of green. 

Tethered to its arms and legs.

Soon all is lathered in the lime color.

A mist of green encircles it all.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD ONE

 

birds scatter

I hear the birds in the trees,

Singing in the warm breeze.

They know who is soon coming.

To the beat of the drumming.

Wolf is back in book two.

He can be me or you.

He’ll be another body.

But he will be somebody.

We all know from book one.

He’ll still be The Dead one.

Come and join us in the game.

I promise it won’t be lame. 

THE DEAD GAME

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HE COMES BY THE SEA

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He comes by the sea.

Now he comes for me.

He only appears at night.

His presence gives me a fright.

He wooed me before.

He’s come back for more.

But I won’t wait here.

You don’t need to fear.

I’ll join the others as we run.

I know this can’t be any fun.

Florida was a paradise.

Now its residents aren’t nice.

They walk the streets at night.

Showing us their great might.

Arms are encircling me.

Now I can never be free.

THE DEAD GAME

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UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT

 

The moon shows its head.

It’s past time for bed.

It casts a yellow glow.

I can hear the winds blow.

Time for me to go inside.

There must be places to hide.

Until the morning light.

When the sun burns so bright.

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