ALONE IN THE WOODS
Shadows follow me into the deep.
I walk while others are asleep.
The chill flows right through me.
I’m alone as you can see.
White sleepy lambs elude me.
Though I am where I should be.
Here in the forest on this path.
Sun will rise, it can do the math.
It will find me on this bench.
Next to the one with the stench.
It is past time for me to move on.
Before I’m found by what is now gone.
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
A DOOR IN THE FOREST
The house is gone.
All that’s left is ash
And the door.
The door to the dungeons.
Where The Dead lived
And died.
I can see dark shadows
In the distance.
Are they coming for us?
I thought they were all gone.
What happened to The Dead?
Are they gone or still lingering?
The earth is rumbling.
The door is shaking.
We’d better leave.
Right Now!
THE DEAD GAME
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Light squeezes between the leaves.
Eyes to the sky serve me best.
Rays cast their fingers on me.
Sun has passed its daily test.
The circle widens and deepens.
A place to while away the day.
I keep to its rounded corners.
A place I’ve come to love and pray.
THE TREE
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its deep shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.
They live in the woods.
Lights flicker through the trees.
We follow the lights to the glass house,
Lit from within by crystal chandeliers.
Notes of The Waltz drift to us.
Glass walls reveal dancing couples,
Twirling on the dance floor.
Tuxedoed men stand guard at the front door.
Snow flakes fall from the dark sky.
Snow in Florida?
The clock strikes midnight.
The couples freeze.
After the last chime,
Dancing commences.
All is not right in the glass house.
All is not right with the town of Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME
Welcome to our world.
Our haven from light.
A world of darkness.
We’re hidden from sight.
Dance with us tonight.
Come with us and play.
Music soothes the soul.
Dawn won’t have its say.
Lift your demon souls.
Become one with us.
Spread your wings for flight.
Become one of us.
THE DEAD GAME
The bushes move
to their own beat.
To an unknown tune,
They comfort me.
In the darkness.
In the night.
Until the morning light,
When the sun wakes.
The bushes part
And let me out.
Until the night returns.
The fog yawns long and wide.
Flowers have given up the fight.
There is nowhere to hide
From grey’s terminal blight.
One tree withstands the night,
Growing to immense height.
No one else is in sight
to witness its lone fight.
Grey mist ends the day.
Some color I must see.
Hanging in the grey,
Soft puffs of pink for me.
The Dogfather 🌹
I’m a man.
No a wolf.
I have feelings.
I roam the night.
I hunger for her.
I walk on all four.
I need her love.
I yearn for freedom.
I am man.
I will win her love.
Tonight.
THE DEAD GAME
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