NIGHT

  1.  

    Tigers pace in their cages.

    Waiting to be set free.

    Roars fill the basement.

    Leashes jangle against bars.

    This cannot be happening.

    This cannot be so.

    No way are there tigers

    in the basement below.

     

     

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    A swarm of bats.

    Circling our heads.

    Nowhere to run.

    Nowhere to hide.

    A cave in a house.

    How can that be?

    In Oasis, Florida,

    Anything can be.

     

     

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    He comes in the night.

    Ready for the fight.

    He’ll slay us alive.

    No one will survive.

    His eyes burn blood red.

    Gleaming in his head.

    He leads The Dead right to me.

    I won’t go on bended knee.

    The creatures will be here.

    Their footsteps are too near.

    I bow my head to pray.

    Let us live one more day.

    THE DEAD GAME

RETREAT

 

 

RETREAT

A place for our dreams,

An earthly retreat.

Follow my heart’s beat. 

Can you feel the heat?

 

The earth is alive.

Its core is on fire.

Come with me, darling.

I feel your desire.

 

It’s all too soon gone.

The door is closing.

It’s being washed out

By the sea’s hosing.

 

Don’t run from the truth.

Please come back to me.

You can’t turn away.

I know you love me.

 

 

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OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 50

The winds rush forth with open arms,
Crushing me into a cave of sand.
Darkness rushes to seal me in,
Flashes of light retreating in defeat.

I try to hold onto the reds and yellows,
But they fade into the expanding darkness.
The sand cascades in swirls of beige,
Soft but firm it holds me captive.

My fingers dig into the packed waves,
Leaving evidence of my unhappy plight.
I try to climb the growing piles
That continue to rise in my mounting despair.

My eyes focus on the hole open to the sky,
Desperately seeking a way out.
I am held tight in this evil creation,
A force of nature and hell combined.

A sound slowly creeps in from the opening,
Gaining volume and force on its way down.
It’s the sound of laughter and glee
From the creature who desires me most.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 32

I’m surrounded by blood,
Blood on the walls
And flowing through my veins.

Blood is thicker than water
And much more intense
As it trickles and oozes as it pleases.

It flows through family members
Like a disease that can’t be stopped,
Bringing with it torment and anguish.

I can’t escape them,
Fingers crawling down the walls
And circling around me.

My only recourse is escape
From the walls caving in
As I tunnel my way out.

I want to be free from the evil
Destroying me from within.
Free from the despair and agony.

Our games have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME


OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 13


Footsteps outside the cave.
Who followed her here?
Linda hadn’t seen anyone near the beach.
The beach and walkway had been deserted.

She backs away from the approaching figure.
He ducks his head to enter the secluded cave.
His large body blocks the sunlight.
The cave turns dark.
Dark and damp.

The tall man stands up to full height.
His dark eyes canvas the area.
They roam over the table and chairs
To finally land upon Linda trembling in the corner.

“Why are you hiding in a cave?
You are definitely a magnet for trouble.”
He moves closer with firm steps.
The cave feels smaller.
His arms reach out for her.

She backs against the wall.
“Todd! Why are you here?
I don’t even want to know 
Why you’re following me.
Just go away!”

Todd stares at her.
His handsome face forms a frown.
He turns to walk out from the cave.

He took her at her word:
He left her alone.
But she feels more alone,
More upset than before.
Why can’t things ever be easy?

THE DEAD GAME

A new story based upon the book.





OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 12

Heartache is for me.
My heart yearns for thee.
Lies fall so easily from your lips.
They feel salty on my fingertips.

I must remain strong.
I hope I am wrong.
But I will need proof to trust you once more.
Oh, Todd, my heart is breaking at its core.

The salty mist soothes me.
The wind caresses me.
But I feel cold deep inside.
I need a safe place to hide.

Linda takes one last look at the sky,
Then turns to find a quiet spot,
Where vampires and human vampires don’t exist,
Where human beings are the ones in vogue.

She must leave Oasis tonight
For a place far away from The Dead.
If only she could fly away from here
And find a place with no danger or fear.

An owl circles above her head.
It gives one shriek before diving down.
Down into a cave between the rocks.
Who knew that there were caves by the ocean?

Linda follows the bird’s flight.
She crawls through the opening.
Wooden furniture in a small room.
A jacket thrown across a chair.

Who lives here?
The refrigerator in the corner hums.
No plugs, no electricity.
But the food is cold.

Footsteps crunch outside the cave.
Soon she will have company.
Soon she will have to make a decision.
Only one room and no where to hide.

A dark figure bends to walk through the opening.
Linda backs into the corner.
Could this be Todd?
Does she want it to be Todd?

Linda’s problems have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

 

TRAPPED

TRAPPED

We’re trapped in a cave.
The bad Wolf had led.
Nothing but a knave
And the walking dead.

Bats circle our heads.
Still searching to land.
We have made our beds.
Please give us a hand.

Why did we come here?
This den of darkness.
Better stay far and clear.
Our plight is hopeless.

Our town is doomed.
We should have fled
When evil loomed
And reared its head.

Goodbye to all.
The walking dead are here.
The town will fall.
Unless we fight our fear.

THE DEAD GAME
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