CRIMSON TIDE

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.
THE DEAD...

 

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.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE BLOOD MOON

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The blood moon is here.

It’s come for me.

Be sure to take care.

It’s come for you.

Red flies through the air.

It’s come for the town.

I can smell the fear.

Come with me, my dear.

THE DEAD GAME

SHADES OF RED

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Shades of red fall from the sky,

They hit the ground in puddles of crimson.

Red falls from the darkening sky.

It covers the grass with its bright hue.

My face burns hot from its touch

as blood pumps faster through my heart.

The creatures track my desperate retreat

through the deserted woods.

I will be one with them all too soon.

 

BLOOD MOON

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BLOOD MOON

The moon is a foreshadow
of things to come,
frightening things,
unhappy things.

Its red glow creeps through trees
to the remote town,
where all are asleep,
feeling safe in their beds.

Creep, Creep, Creep,
the red mist spreads,
down the streets
and into the homes.

The fog solidifies,
forming dark shadows.
Shadows of the night
that have come to play.

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THE MOON FALLS

 

The moon goes 

through its phases.

Becoming smaller

each day.

Until it’s gone.

Leaving no trace

of its former self.

That is when The Dead

will come for us.

In the darkness.

In the coldness.

In the dark of night.

THE DEAD GAME

THE SNOW IS BLACK

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A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.
Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.
Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.
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BLOOD MOON

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BLOOD MOON

The moon is a foreshadow
Of things to come,
Frightening things,
Unhappy things.

Its red glow creeps through the trees
To the remote town,
Where all are asleep,
Feeling safe in their beds.

Creep, Creep, Creep,
The red mist spreads,
Down the streets
And into the homes.

The fog solidifies,
Forming dark shadows,
Shadows of the night,
Who have come to stay.

Game time!

THE DEAD GAME

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BLOOD MOON

BLOOD MOON

blackoutraven:</p> <p>www.amateurphotographer.co.uk</p> <p>The graves are shaking.<br /> The earth is rumbling.<br /> Soon the earth will open<br /> and THE DEAD will step out.<br /> THE DEAD love their games.<br /> THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

blackoutraven:

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The graves are shaking.

The earth is rumbling.

Soon the earth will open

and THE DEAD will step out.

THE DEAD love their games.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

  • blackoutraven:</p> <p>Contact the Dead</p> <p>No need to contact the dead,<br /> since they will soon be rising.<br /> They will be contacting you.<br /> THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

blackoutraven:

Contact the Dead

No need to contact the dead,

since they will soon be rising.

They will be contacting you.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

  • lunasabatica:</p> <p>Bloodmoon by James</p> <p>The moon is rising over Oasis.<br /> Bodies are rising from their graves.<br /> Soon the town will be under siege.<br /> Under siege from THE DEAD.<br /> Flee or hide.<br /> Those are the only choices.<br /> THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

lunasabatica:

Bloodmoon by James

The moon is rising over Oasis.

Bodies are rising from their graves.

Soon the town will be under siege.

Under siege from THE DEAD.

Flee or hide.

Those are the only choices.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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