FOLLOW THE CANDLES

 

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

Follow the candles
to where they lead.
Along the dark corridor, you walk,
expecting a monster at every corner.
No one appears.
No sounds break the dead quiet.
Along the corridor, you go,
waiting for something or someone.
You see darkness and candles.
A door appears at the end.
It creaks open.
Do you want to see the other side?
Human nature propels you
into the dark gloom.
What happens next?
The answer is hidden in the
inner recesses of your mind.
Follow your nightmare to its end.
Hurry before you wake.
There’s no turning back.

The Dead are waiting.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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FLEETING

 

 

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

It is memorable.

It can be fleeting.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

Keep them wide open.

Dangers lurk everywhere.

Poof!

A life is gone.

Is it yours?

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

THE DEAD GAME

HAPPY STAY

Friday the 13th is here.
There is no need to fear.
Come and step inside.
We’ve nothing to hide.
Candlelight will lead your way.
Please enjoy your happy stay.
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Friday the 13th is here.

There is no need to fear.

Come and step inside.

We’ve nothing to hide.

Candlelight will lead your way.

Please enjoy your happy stay.

THE DEAD GAME

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A DARK DESTINY

IN THE DARKNESS

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Who sits there in the darkness?

No movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce.

No hint of a ruffle or a flounce.

 

A soft sigh can be heard in the air.

Are those slithering snakes in her hair?

Shadows float amid the circling dust.

The walls trickle with blood or maybe rust.

 

The ghostly form stands tall to meet us.

She can be the hostess to greet us.

A deserted house this seems to be.

She hovers over us like a tree.

 

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

The candles flicker and go out.

I want to pull my hair and shout.

 

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our slow pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We will not be leaving with glory.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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Nook

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FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

 

 

Follow the lights to the house of glass.

There will be much splendor in the grass.

Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

A more decadent event there could not be.

 

Champagne will be flowing until the wee hours.

Come with me and dance with the pretty flowers.

This room full of guests gives me a chill.

Maybe we should leave I’ve had my fill.

 

Eyes are following us in the room.

They will be upon us all too soon.

The guests are not what they appear.

Beneath they are just bones and hair.

 

THE DEAD GAME
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