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Heathers Animations

blackoutraven:    Heathers Animations    Are you surprised?  Well, so am I.  I didn’t expect you to open  the closet door.  It was nice and quiet in here  before you interrupted my sleep.  Now, go away!  Meow!

 

 

Are you surprised?

Well, so am I.

I didn’t expect you.

Don’t open strange doors.

Now, go away.

Meow.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

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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ALONE IN THE DARK


 

 

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Who sits and waits in the darkness?

There is 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 shift through the circling dust

As the walls trickle with blood or 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.

This was a silly lark.

Then the candles go dark.

 

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our snail’s pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We will not be leaving with glory.

A RED GLOW

red glow

Alexander Calder, Sumac V. 1953.

 

A glow in the night

will lead me astray

from the moon’s light

to where I can’t say.

 

Bloody prints mark the way

to a small town on the shore.

At the end of the day,

we are at the devil’s door.

 

Time has no meaning or reason.

You can travel forward or back.

Death will follow with each season.

It is past time for me to pack.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

 

HUMAN-VAMPIRE

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The passion of Dracula

results in an offspring.

Not a human.

Not a vampire.

But a human-vampire.

He lives in Oasis, Florida.

Read his story.

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ANOTHER NIGHT

park bench

Source: softwaring

 

Take a seat in the park.

A shadow passes.

More shadows follow.

They circle a gazebo.

The shadows take form.

Humans in hooded robes.

A woman hangs from a noose.

They circle faster.

The wind follows in their wake.

Cries fill the night.

Then silence.

The gazebo stands empty.

Another night in Oasis, Florida.

 

THE DEAD GAME

SILENCE REIGNS SUPREME

Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds pick up their pace.
Hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
THE DEAD...

 

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds quicken their pace.

 

The hotel’s deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

beneath his icy stare.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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LIGHTNING STRIKES

lightning strikes

 

In deep and soothing sleep,

I did not hear one peep.

Then lightning lit the sky

with thunder turned high.

Winds uprooted the trees,

bringing them to their knees.

What has happened to the town?

The waves have turned a dark brown.

Shadows creep from the shore.

I can’t handle much more.

THE DEAD GAME

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FROM THE DEEP

Wave From the Deep

 

They come from the deep.

They come when you sleep.

 

On waves of ice and stone,

They’ll burn you to the bone.

 

Fire burns hot in the ice.

The demons cut a deep slice.

 

Stay far from the shore,

Or they’ll ask for more.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist