DARK MANSION

THE DESERTED MANSION

A mansion so dreary.
One should be leery
Of entering its gate.
Better leave it to fate.

Each room offers a view
Of history for you.
Beautifully furnished rooms
Swept clean by invisible brooms.

“Who lives in here?” you might ask
If you dare take him to task.
“Only I,” he might reply
With a twinkle in his eye.

THE DEAD GAME
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A TOWN LOST

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Night drifts closer.

Black replaces blue.

Clouds fall slowly.

A dark day for you.

Green soaking pink.

Waves hit the shore.

I know what you think.

Evening coming too soon.

The truth may be hard to bear.

Our town has lost its yellow glow.

Night walkers are coming here.

A town lost to its deadly foe.

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TRAPPED IN MY OWN DARK THOUGHTS

 

 

I’m trapped in my own dark thoughts,

forever roaming beneath the twinkling stars.

I can see an open door in the distance,

offering possibilities beyond the here and now.

I want to escape from this dreary existence

to sample the tastes of the wide and far.

AUTUMN LEAVES

AUTUMN LEAVES


Autumn leaves cover the ground.

In colors of orange and red.

They crunch under our feet.

Crinkle to all they meet.

Snow will soon blanket them.

Soothe them with frosty kisses.

Remnants of summer gone by.

Beacons for Old Man Winter.

FILL THE PAGES

 

Fill in the pages.

Fill the pages with

words and stories.

The world does not

have to be dark.

It does not have to be dreary.

We do not have to be alone.

We need to fill our lives with

people and events.

Stories to tell our children.

Words to light our paths.

No hovering in the darkness,

waiting for our time to come to an end.

But we need to stand in the light

and enjoy life.

It is short and precious.

But it is our right to fill in the pages.