Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.
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A town of sea breezes,
long evening walks,
and colorful sunsets.
A quaint Florida town
with parties on the beach,
friendly townspeople,
and THE DEAD.
No town is perfect.
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Blood runs red
with inky determination.
It fills the ocean
with crimson.
It arrives with the tides
to our sandy shores.
Bodies fall
in the wake of its path.
The next night it returns
to sprinkle blood once more.
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Rise.
Rise with the wind.
Rise for the night.
Rise for the town.
Rise for us.
Rise.
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Dance beneath the bright lights.
Past the lifelike statues.
Figures entombed in glass.
The dance floor grows bigger.
The music quickens its beat.
Couples twirl in circles.
The clock strikes midnight.
Let the games begin.
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THE DEAD BY THE SEA
Come with me to the pool by the sea.
Oasis is the best place to be.
Relax by the pool or sit by the bar.
Tourists visit this place from near and far.
The sky turns cloudy and dark.
I see shadows by the park.
What’s that standing behind you?
It’s not one shadow but two.
Shadows come ashore.
I won’t wait for more.
Our destiny seems to be in this book.
I’m leaving now without a second look.
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He lights my fire
to take me higher.
The town’s on fire,
set by the sire.
He comes tonight
for the big fight.
He comes for me
from the dark sea.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
TEA PARTY
Join my tea party.
Don’t be afraid to drink the tea.
It isn’t poisoned.
I promise.
Don’t you trust the Cheshire Cat?
I wouldn’t either.
Meow.
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 Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC
© Doug Hickok All Rights Reserved
How can it be here,
my ultimate fear?
A force to be reckoned,
Growing by the second.
Thrashing waves at the shore,
I can’t take it anymore.
My dying wish can’t be
to be consumed by the sea.
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