I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath.
My body shivers with fear.
Take me away from here.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
VACATION IN PARADISE
dark fantasy
DANCE WITH ME
Dance with me until the moon hides its face,
and the sun attempts to quicken the pace.
From the sunlight, vampires turn their face,
And dancers twirl to the light’s frenzied pace.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN
Down the rabbit hole we go,
Far beneath the earth’s surface,
Where The Dead wait for their savior,
Arms extended,
Reaching for us,
Mouths held open in silent cries
As we fall farther,
Deeper,
Past the point of no return.
THE DEAD GAME
FROZEN WITH PAIN
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 & gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far & wide.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
THE DEAD GAME
I leave the storefronts behind,
their tinted-green windows reflecting the bright sunlight.
I hurry toward the boardwalk and beach.
The soft sand will trickle through my toes.
The sea breeze propels me forward.
Beyond the white sand,
the waves dance and writhe in a demented dance,
a dance growing wilder by the minute.
The palm trees bow their heads to the wind.
Rooftops sail through the air.
Glass crunches beneath my feet
as I run through the streets.
The windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once-white church stands charcoal-black,
debris at its proud feet.
They’re here.
The deadly games have begun.
HEARTACHE IS FOR ME
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.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
THE DEAD AT HEART
Embroiled in the vamps’ evil games,
Shana travels to Quebec
for the vampire summit.
Amid murder and betrayal,
she must help her friends
find a way to save humanity.
THE DEAD AT HEART
FROZEN FOR ETERNITY
Sad expressions for eternity
on frozen faces.
Actual tears mark
their frosty cheeks.
Beneath the music and gaiety
lies an undercurrent of evil.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
PLAY THE DEADLY GAME
Tourists disappear
in the humid air.
The night hides their cries
as they’re gone before our eyes.
THE DEAD GAME
Will We Fall Prey to The Dead?
Brutal winds follow close on my heels,
Thunder and lightning joining the crusade.
Fluorescent lights paint the night sky,
Rings of orange, yellow, and red.
A vortex of horror in unending circles
Makes its way to the small town of Oasis,
Where I will be waiting with a sword in hand,
Secure in the knowledge Wolf won’t win.
The Watchers have joined the battle.
They stand on the hill beyond,
Their raincoats flapping in the wind,
Concealing their cache of weapons.
We will protect Linda from the devil,
An army standing strong against the harsh winds.
The Father clutches his bible of spells,
Ready to cast the evil from our town.
We have come together as one,
Humans, vampires, and human vampires.
The last battle on this earthly planet,
Which will determine our combined fate.
Linda clings to her friends,
Huddled together in the storm.
Will she choose wisely and correctly?
Will she choose me above The Dead?
The time has come for the showdown.
Time has slowed to a halt.
We raise our weapons above our heads,
Waiting for evil to make its final appearance.
Wolf has been given a new body,
But I recognize his deadly soul.
A new package for an old one
Does not change the battle to be won.
Our games have just begun.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
