SNOW FALLING

 

 

 

I dream of snow

Wrapped in a bow.

Some cold cheer

Is needed here.

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DEADLY SINS

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It comes with the sea

Following me to shore

Through the undead woods

And under the door.

A life of its own

Living in the house

In this coastal town

Alive from within.

Filled with dead bodies

And untold deadly sin.

THE DEAD GAME

RED EYES

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Who sits on my shelf

each night?

Who casts shadows

on my bedroom wall?

I move closer.

I must see what it is.

The head moves.

Its hood falls back.

A doll’s face appears.

A yellow glow

in the darkness.

Red eyes turn to me.

Burning a hot hole

right through me.

 

GHOST TALES

 

 

Oh, Ouija Board,

please bring me spirits.

Spirits of the light

and ones of the damned.

I want to hear their tales

of past lives and woes.

I want to feel

their ghostly presence.

Their dead breath

on my face.

I  feel their cold breath.

Shrieks fill the night.

Icy fingers trail down my face.

They’re at my neck.

Squeezing.

Too tight.

Much too tight…

DEADLY GAME

 

 

The stairs lead us to the basement.

Circular saws rotate above our heads.

Traps with pointy edges dangle close.

The door locks behinds us.

Water reaches our ankles.

Three doors appear on the opposite wall.

Will we make it across the water?

Will we ever see the light of day?

The house is winning the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME

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DARK PLAYGROUND

 

 

They fly through the trees

Over the deadly mist

Landing in the forest

Where no man walks

And no light penetrates

this nightly playground

 

 

THE DEAD GAME

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DESERTED CASTLE

Inside Edinburgh’s castle. Scotland || Personal photograph

 

 

A castle where spirits walk

Darkness hides in corners

Vintage fingerprints smudge the walls

Old fragrances float in the air

Shadows follow without footsteps

And sighs fill the empty spaces