FLORIDA SINKHOLE

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A sinkhole where the house has stood

Lies deep in the deserted wood.

Where has everyone gone to?

The grass and trees are gone too.

 

A house and garden have once stood here.

Now there is only the ground laid bare.

Could they be in the tunnels below

And hear me if I yell out hello?

 

I hear rumbling coming from the hole.

The loose rocks are beginning to roll.

I should leave before it’s too late,

And I suffer the same sad fate.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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SINKHOLE

 

 

SINKHOLE

A sinkhole where the house has stood

Lies deep in the deserted wood.

Where has everyone gone to?

The grass and trees are gone too.

A house and garden have once stood here.

Now there is only the ground laid bare.

Could they be in the tunnels below?

Will you hear me if I yell ‘hello’?

I hear rumbling coming from the hole.

The loose rocks are beginning to roll.

I should leave before it’s too late

And I suffer the same sad fate.

THE DEAD GAME

 

NO SUN

The moon shines bright on us all.
It has made the sun’s face fall.
It takes over the night from now on.
No more heat from its favorite sun.
Oasis will exist in the dark.
It’s scary in this deserted park.
I must get home before it’s too late.
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The moon shines bright on us all.

It has made the sun’s face fall.

It takes over the night from now on.

No more heat from its favorite sun.

Oasis will exist in the dark.

It’s scary in this deserted park.

I must get home before it’s too late.

Before my fate is sealed on this date.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

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.

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DARKNESS OF HELL

The sky is fading.

The moon is leaving.

I’m falling down a pit.

Into the darkness of hell.

Where men don’t go.

And The Dead rule.

You must save me.

From my sad fate.

I won’t leave.

Without a brave fight.

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THE FINAL BELL

A road to the end.

A long walk alone.

Clouds for company.

Quiet reigns supreme.

Darkness abounds.

One foot in front of the other.

Closer to the end.

Where heaven waits.

Or the gates of hell.

I close my eyes in acceptance.

Fate has rung her final bell.

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HEAVENLY LIGHT

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    Darkness blankets the earth.

    One town glows with light.

    They are the ones chosen

    To walk in the heavenly light.

    Their fate is determined

    By a random toss of the dice.

    Nature’s specialty.

    Who will live?

    Who will die?

    A toss of the dice

    Supplies the answer.

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WAVES ARE CHURNING

The waves are churning.

My face is burning.

What’s coming for me.

I don’t want to see.

It rises from the deep.

When all are fast asleep.

The Dead come ashore.

For me they’ve come for.

There’s nowhere to run or hide.

I refuse to take their side.

The Dead will not win.

They’re dripping with sin.

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OASIS IN THE DARK

 

The moon shines bright on us all.

It has made the sun’s face fall.

It takes over the night from now on.

No more heat from its favorite sun.

Oasis will exist in the dark.

It’s scary in this deserted park.

I must get home before it’s too late.

Before my fate is sealed on this date.

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THE DOOR BECKONS

Wooden Door, Orvieto, Italy © Doug Hickok  All Rights Reserved

 

The door beckons.

It opens.

Into the darkness.

Into the quiet.

We step inside.

It locks behind us.

The silence envelopes us.

It carries us to our destination.

To the dark chambers.

Beneath the house.

Where our fate awaits us.

THE DEAD GAME