The clouds brush the water.
Pink blends with green.
The crooked tree prays.
But it can’t be seen.
A rower drifts alone,
Held aloft by the green.
A fantasy world held close.
But it can’t be seen.
AN ISLAND ESCAPE
Take me away from a world without color,
A world where life is dull and grey.
I want to swim through the ocean’s waves,
Where rainbows can frolic and play.
The sun’s rays shimmer off the water,
Leaving trails of gold, yellow, and red.
Beacons of light for me to follow
To a new land where to lay my head.
I fly through the rolling waves,
Touching down on a spot of land.
I am lifted by arms of fountains
And laid to rest on the pink sand.
Turtles scurry away from my hand.
Birds fly around as they have fun.
The waves recede in their farewell dance,
Leaving me alone in the sun.
Who lives on this small island?
It’s time for me to explore.
A hut of branches in a tree.
I must see if there is more.
The steps are pretty steep,
I climb and step inside.
The room is small and dark.
Who knows what it may hide?
I hear footsteps from the room beyond.
They’re coming closer to where I hide.
It’s too late to run for the door,
I must face whoever is inside.
A man saunters into the room.
Candles and two places set.
He throws me a big grin
As if I am his prized pet.
We both wait in silence.
He slowly moves toward me.
“I hope you like my surprise.”
I feel as cold as can be.
I don’t like surprises.
Especially from him.
He keeps me at arms-length,
Not letting me in.
I lower my eyes
From the fire in his eyes.
They’re consuming me alive,
I am burning from his lies.
He makes an abrupt movement
And strides across the room.
He kisses me with great passion
Under the blood red moon.
A place of fantasy there must be,
where blues and green merge in the deep sea.
Clouds create formations into works of art,
resembling soft cotton balls splitting apart.
I raise my face to the sunshine of the day,
the rays shooting sparks as they frolic and play.
The sand is soft beneath my feet,
warming my body with its heat.
Come with me and enjoy the dazzling sun,
we’re sure to have fun till the day is done.
PINK SAND
The sand so pink and soft
Keeps my spirits aloft.
The water so clear and blue,
I want to enjoy that too.
Sun brightening the day,
All I want to do is play.
The water flows smooth
through a quiet town.
Bedtime draws near.
Soon dreams will filter
through the cool breeze.
The bridge gives a sigh
before settling for the night.
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Petals drift in the warm breeze.
Pretty in pink, they flutter.
The fragrance tickles my nose.
Velvety soft to the touch.
My senses engaged.
My mind is at rest.
No need for worries.
No need for more words.
Book 1 in Series
Linda Bennett moves from New York to Florida to live a quieter life. She rents a bookstore and makes new friends. The town of Oasis offers white sand and blue ocean with calming tropical breezes. Life is peaceful until the dead body washes up on shore.
Blood soon tinges the water of Oasis a deep red.
Rumors of dead bodies and missing tourists circulate through town. Linda and her friends search for answers. The original residents who live in the woods behind town hold secret parties at night. Limousines pull up to their secluded estates. Colorful lights, music, and laughter drift to town through the humid air.
Who are the late-night visitors?
Linda opens her mail and finds an invitation for a party at End House. Since the last owners vanished, the house stands deserted and broken. Hanging shutters and shattered steps mar the facade of the once elegant, Victorian mansion.
What happened to the family?
Curiosity leads Linda’s group to End House, and a determined Mike. A fearful David tries to sway the group but to no avail. Shana convinces Linda to join them. They arrive at the dark house, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. No one is there to greet them. Lit candles lead to the basement and up the curving staircase. The group splits in two to search the house.
End House has a sinister life of its own.
Wild animals and bloody scenes taunt the terrified group. Traps, illusions, and revolving rooms add to their growing horror. After two of their friends disappear, they flee for their lives.
What happened to the friends?
Linda and Shana discover that their journey to hell and back is far from finished. Chased by supernatural creatures and not knowing whom to trust, they must uncover the one controlling their town.
Who are The Dead? Are they humans, vampires, or both?
Will Linda lose her heart to Todd whom she suspects knows more than he admits? Does Shana fall in love with Sheriff Sam? Do David and Louise stay together as a couple?
The Dead Game has begun.
A place of illusion.
Windswept nights.
Are your eyes deceiving you?
Has a waterfall appeared
where once stood a beach?
A river to replace an ocean.
Anything is possible.
If you believe in it.
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I’m being followed
through the woods
and into town.
Help me!
I hear them
but can’t see them.
Quiet as the night.
Silence is their prayer.
Meow!
THE DEAD GAME
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