Let the leaves change colors & fall.
Shades of orange, yellow, & red.
Autumn, the best season of all.
Take care when your head hits the bed.
The Dead descend; our town will fall.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
dark shadows
SHADOWS FILL MY ROOM
Shadows fill my room.
I’m going to swoon.
It looks like a woman.
But not at all human.
The town is scary.
It’s getting hairy.
Florida isn’t all fun.
Not a walk in the hot sun.
THE DEAD GAME
A DARK STORY
I’ll read you a story.
It might be too gory
for you to understand,
but I’ll give you a hand.
A blight falls on a town
that will cause you to frown.
A place of evil creatures
with dark and creepy features.
Dark shadows walk the night,
giving tourists a fright.
Florida is a scary place.
I will quicken this poem’s pace.
There’s no reason to fear.
The end is now near.
THE DEAD GAME
THE ECHO OF FOOTSTEPS
Night comes slowly.
Footsteps fall softly.
Boats drift on the water.
A cat meows.
Footsteps hit closer.
Noise by the garbage can.
A splash in the water.
Footsteps echo louder.
An oar hits the water.
Chains rattle.
More steps.
I turn.
A flash of light.
Footsteps halt.
A boat sits in the dark water,
Filled with flowers
And my true love.
MY HEART’S SONG
Darkness brings a pall to town.
I turn around with a frown.
Soft footsteps echo on the street,
I know whom I’m destined to meet.
I should have listened to my heart’s song,
Listened to reason and right from wrong.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
THE HOUSE CALLS TO YOU
The house calls to you.
It sits deserted.
The last family disappeared
on a windy night.
You hold the invitation in your hand.
You’re tempted.
Should you open the door?
THE DEAD GAME
THE WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS
Each night a woman appears.
Her shadow floats across the dimly lit garden.
The wind whistles in her wake.
One night, she doesn’t appear.
What happened to her?
I still wait.
THE MIDNIGHT HOUR
The midnight hour strikes panic and fear
In innocent hearts that can no longer bear.
The horror soon to besiege us all.
Before night’s end, someone will fall.
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SILENCE REIGNS SUPREME
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.
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END HOUSE AT OASIS
A house so dark and bleak
That I can’t even speak.
Dark shadows glare at me
Where clear windows should be.
Do I dare venture inside?
I’ll have to swallow my pride
And quietly cross the threshold
Without being so rash and bold.
There’s a secret party inside.
I wonder if I should run or hide.
Who’s the host of this feast,
Man or dangerous beast?
THE DEAD GAME
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