ALL IN PINK

1 pink fantasy

 

Pink as far as the eye can see.
A place as perfect as can be.
A warm summer wind shakes the trees.
More pink petals on the soft breeze.

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SWEPT AWAY

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SWEPT AWAY

Lights twinkle on the horizon.

A horizon tinted pink by the night.

I walk past the mosaic trimmed pool.

A trade wind follows me.

I’m being swept away.

By the view.

By the lights.

By the beauty.

A contented sigh drifts on the wind.

OASIS

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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

 

THE END IS HERE

 

 

 

They fly against the windows.

Trying to enter the Town Hall.

Our shelter from the storm.

They’ve found us.

Windows break.

Glass rains upon us.

The end has come.

THE DEAD GAME

 

DOWN WE GO

 

 

A steep cliff lies before us.

End House looms behind.

We’ve endured.

A pool of blood.

Descending saws.

Wild animals.

The cliff looks safer.

Down we go.

THE DEAD GAME

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DO NOT TOE THE LINE

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DO NOT TOE THE LINE

 

A road that’s not taken

is a road forsaken.

Do not turn your face

from the hectic race.

Follow the bright lights

and achieve great heights.

Do not hang your head in fear

for your time is now and here.

Take your place in the curving line

of others who won’t toe the line.

Rev up your engine and soar

with your foot pressed to the floor.

You have only one chance

in life to sing and dance.

Let this be your time

to not toe the line.

 

A SHIMMERING BLUE

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Haze covers the town,

but please do not frown.

Secrets are concealed.

The Dead are revealed.

We come in the fog.

The mist we don’t hog.

We’ll share it with you,

a shimmering blue.

The moon shines its glare

on those who come here.

Frolic in the night.

Just keep out of sight.

 

THE DEAD GAME