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 HOUSE CALLS TO YOU
dark shadows
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?
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END HOUSE
A house dark and bleak.
I can’t even speak.
Dark shadows glare at me
Where clear windows should be.
Dare I venture inside?
I will swallow my pride
And cross the threshold
without being rash or 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?
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PREY FOR THE DEAD
The end of the journey
where the sea runs red,
the nights grow long,
dark shadows roam free,
and The Dead come to play.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
SPIRITS WALK
Inside Edinburgh’s castle. Scotland
A castle where spirits walk.
Darkness hides in corners.
Old fragrances float in the air.
Shadows follow without footsteps.
And sighs fill the empty spaces.
DON’T LEAVE ME IN THE COLD
Please don’t set.
I need your light.
Your warmth.
Your heat.
Keep the moon away.
It brings the cold.
Shadows in its path.
Please don’t leave me.
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INTO THE WOODS
The woods can be much too dark,
more than a walk in the park.
They can hold secrets so deep
you can see them in your sleep.
The trees can hide the bright sunlight
with shadows lurking in the night.
I wander between the trees,
someone find me, pretty please.
I will make a bed on the forest floor.
I hope nothing knocks at my woodsy door.
Dark surrounds me like a spoon.
I’m soon wrapped in its cocoon.
