SILENCE

 

Oasis Hotel Pool

 

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds pick up their pace.

 

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

 

THE DEAD GAME

LA SANTA MUERTE

LA SANTA MUERTE

Welcome to the black saint of death.

Welcome with my last dying breath.

You grant desires and hopeless wishes.

In return, we must sleep with the fishes.

Sacrifices are your pride and joy.

Then you treat us like a broken toy.

You stand there with your scythe and crown.

And your dark face bears a big frown.

We haven’t seen you for many years.

Now you are back in our deepest fears. 

THE DEAD GAME

A PERFECT OASIS

 

A PERFECT OASIS

 

A perfect oasis on the shore.

You could not ask for anything more.

Sun and surf during the day,

But at night there’s hell to pay.

 

The waves welcome daily swimmers,

But at night there are no winners.

Afraid to venture out after dark,

Residents stay clear of the town park.

 

One night, a hanging party is had

By the dark creatures who are plain bad.

Our town is plagued by darkness and woe.

We don’t even know who is our foe.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

IN THE RED

 

 

A beautiful fall day.

A pebbled path through the red.

I’ve come outside to play.

Fantasies flow through my head.

 

The leaves glitter red

Until the day turns dark.

I’m safe in my bed,

A red swirl in the park.

 

Rain pelts the park.

The wind cackles.

I flee in the dark

On raised hackles.

 

The path is gone.

Night has come too soon.

The path is gone.

Lost in the full moon.

 

IN THE PINK

 

 

I gaze at the pink sea so pure,

A vision of delight for sure.

The sun is setting 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.