THE EDGE

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We have reached the edge.

Nowhere left to go.

We escaped the party.

The deadly game from hell.

 

Let’s jump into the ocean.

Swim our way to shore.

To the beach filled with tourists.

Where help can be found.

 

We can’t return to End House.

The evil house of illusions.

Filled with traps and dead bodies.

We will never return.

 

Come, take my hand.

Let’s fly off the rocks.

Soar through the air.

Like a pair of white doves.

 

Footsteps behind us.

Creatures fly above.

The time is now or never.

To take our chance.

 

THE DEAD GAME

SHAKE YOUR RAINBOW

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Wiggle.

Shake.

Whirl.

Life is good.

Nature is beautiful.

In so many ways.

With so many colors.

Purple.

Blue.

Fuchsia.

Do a little dance.

Shake your rainbow.

Light the world.

 

FOUR MEN

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I see men

Walking

In the cold

Coming closer to my home.

Snow swirls around them.

Feet crunch on ice.

Four of them.

Why are they here?

Four men.

The window mists from my breath.

It fogs my view.

I must run.

I must hide.

Four men.

 

CHURNING

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The sea churns.

It burns with anger.

Waves of passion.

Ready to strike.

It will hit the shore.

So be prepared.

The Dead return.

For you and me.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

Book Two of THE DEAD GAME Series now available.

A SLICE OF HEAVEN

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Please give me a serving

of this beautiful pie.

A slice of heaven for me

topped with a cherry.

White beaches

surrounded by fuchsia cream.

Chocolate chips floating

in a blue filling.

I dip my finger into this heaven,

ready for a taste of this feast.

SADNESS FOLLOWS ME

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Sadness follows me

wherever I go.

It haunts me

in all its forms.

There’s no escape

from its long arms.

I close my eyes

but feel its long shadow.

READ ME A TALE

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Read me a tale, grandfather,

of battles and dead bodies.

Turn the pages, grandfather,

of the book of horrors.

Tell me more stories, grandfather,

of evil armies and sadness.

I will close my eyes, grandfather,

and wish the darkness away.

BRING THE PAIN

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The sun hides its head

While the waves rage on.

The clouds turn away

While blood rushes on.

The moon shies away

While the tide meets rock.

Faces hide in vain

While the seas bring the pain.

WELCOME THE NIGHT

Welcome the night
And its good friend, the moon.
Do not take flight
From the man in the moon.

Let the moon take over
From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without severe pain.

A thick blanket will fall,
Giving the earth security.
Darkness will cover all
With its fine grace and purity.

For the sun, no need to pine.

Don’t waste precious time mourning.

The stars will twinkle and shine.

The sun will rise come morning.

THE DEAD COME ALIVE AT NIGHT

 

The hotel floor creaks.

I slowly turn around.

Where are The Dead freaks?

I hear no other sound.

 

The lights flicker.

Can the rumors be true?

I feel sicker.

The Dead will take me too.

 

I can see their faces.

Dark eyes stare at me

As they take their places.

I’ll never be free.

 

I run through the hall,

But I’m running in place.

I give up and fall.

A grin covers his face.

 

He leers at me.

Eyes glowing bright red.

A sight to see.

I won’t see my bed.

 

He lifts me in his arms.

We fly into the dark night.

I won’t fall for his charms.

The Dead come alive at night.