CREATURE OF THE NIGHT

He comes in the dark night

Before the morning light.

Gray is the color of his huge eyes.

He can see as far as the crow flies.

A gorgeous creature of the night.

Much too scary upon first sight.

As I courageously draw near.

He backs away to disappear.

 

 

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A DEAD MAN’S DREAMS

 

Walk through the gates.

A palace awaits.

Deserted it may be,

nothing is free.

The marble floors sparkle with light

through rooms of magic & delight.

Rooms furnished from the past

come alive as we walk past.

A dead man’s dreams of hope,

a man with no life or scope.

Only in darkness, he may survive.

Too bad he’s dead & not alive.

He waits for the end of time

in a house built on a rhyme.

THE DEAD GAME

RISING FROM THE DEEP

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Glistening water so deep,

I see it in my half sleep.

Rays of white over it all,

Giving it a mighty pall.

What lives beyond the norm?

Something with a dark form.

It rises from the glowing wet.

It’s definitely not a pet.

With a body muscular and strong.

It could be Wolf but let me be wrong.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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OF THE NIGHT

 

His hand reaches for me.

He wants me for The Dead.

I won’t yield to his call.

He wants me in his bed.

 

I’m surrounded by his kind.

Their cries echo in the night.

He swoops closer from the sky.

Oh, what a beautiful sight.

 

He’s a creature of the night.

I’m crazy to want him so.

I can’t resist his sad face.

He is not a friend but a foe.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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IN THE NIGHT

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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

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WOLF

 

 

 

He comes in the dark night.

Before the morning light.

Grey is the color of his large eyes.

He can see as far as the crow flies.

He is a gorgeous creature of the night.

He is much too scary upon first sight.

As I courageously draw near.

He backs away to disappear.