MANY HAVE GONE

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Demonic (2015)

 

 

Light the path

through the woods

to the house at the edge

where many have gone.

 

Follow the puffs of smoke

through the rocks and brush

to the end of the trail

where many have gone.

 

Climb the broken steps

into the dark hallway

to the dark basement

where many have gone.

 

Descend the narrow staircase

to the deep water

and hanging traps

where many have gone.

 

Face the row of doors

on the opposite wall

past the circular saws

where many have gone.

 

Open the wrong door

to the caged tigers

whose cages lift open

where others have disappeared.

 

THE DEAD GAME

CREEPY SCARY

 

 

 

The door.

Open it.

Step inside.

You might find paradise,

or death might be waiting.

You’ll never know

unless you open the door.

RETREAT

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The night is here

and much too soon.

Darkness descends

with the full moon.

 

I shiver from the cold

as a strong wind whips past.

The moon hovers closer.

I hope this doesn’t last.

 

Dark shadows gather.

Trees fade in the mist.

Night has won again.

I can’t handle this.

 

The moon’s glare defeats me.

I retreat to my lair.

With the wind at my back,

I must escape from here.

 

 

 

FOOD FOR THE SOUL

 

 

 

The bird sings in its cage,

happy to be alive.

The musician plays his violin

in perfect harmony.

Nature at its best.

Beauty in its simplicity.

Food for our minds and souls.

YELLOW NIGHTMARE

 

 

Sunflowers face off.

They’ve come alive.

Invade my dreams.

Star in my nightmares.

Green arms to strike.

Yellow faces too grim.

A field behind each.

Ready for the battle ahead.

THE DEAD GAME

PERFECT

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Nothing more perfect.

A day at the beach.

Nothing more serene.

Waves lap at the shore.

Nothing more peaceful.

The sun strokes my face.

I take a deep breath.

I’m here.

TRICK OR TREAT

 

A house sits on a rise of land.

Watching.

Waiting.

Maybe it isn’t the house

that waits,

but the character

who lives inside.

Trick or treat.

 

A DEMENTED DANCE

 

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The waves rise in strength,

Converging on the town.

Translucent green towers

Swirling in a demented dance.

 

Clouds follow in their wake,

Growing cotton balls in grey.

Rumbles of thunder fill the air.

Lightning sparks rainbows of light.

 

Birds leave en masse,

Hurrying to leave the scene.

Oasis will soon fall

To The Dead and their thrall.

 

THE DEAD GAME

THE OTHER SIDE

 

 

 

THE OTHER SIDE

 

What’s on the other side?

Don’t be afraid or hide.

What will you see?

Will you be free?

 

Color replaces black,

But watch your friend’s back.

Night creatures out for fun

In the Florida sun.

 

Mansions to explore.

Parties and much more.

One step at a time.

And follow this rhyme.

 

And soon you will be there.

Who knew it was so near?

 

THE DEAD GAME

WALK THE NIGHT

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Through the darkness.

Through the cemetery.

Through the deserted streets.

We walk the night.

 

In the dead of night.

In the moon’s glow.

In the dark shadows.

We walk the night.

 

Come close.

Come with us.

Come tonight.

As we walk the night.

 

THE DEAD GAME