RISING FROM THE DEEP

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From under the sea

they have come for me.

Rising from the deep

they come when I sleep.

 

Through the small town, they roam,

looking for a new home.

Blending with tourists at day,

but at night they get to play.

 

Bloodthirsty as they are,

they don’t have to go far.

They take sustenance within reach,

leaving dead bodies on the beach.

 

Tourists flee the hotel

before they’re doomed to hell.

The evil one walks tall.

Our town will surely fall.

 

💔PREY FOR THE DEAD💔

TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

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TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

Palm trees wave in the sea breeze.

A taste of salt water teases the air.

Shallow waves in blues and greens fan the shore.

Lush greenery as far as the eye can see.

Too good to be true?

Does a place like this exist?

It does exist in Oasis, Florida.

A small community nestled on the beach.

Brilliant white sand sparkles in the afternoon sun.

Tourists sunbathe beside the hotel’s pool.

But at night the climate changes.

Gone is the feeling of peace and serenity.

Gone are the warm trade winds.

Instead, the cold winds bring dark shadows.

The Dead have come to Oasis.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE PERFECT HOTEL

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South Africa’s first-ever Book Hotel, the Royal, in Bethulie

 

 

Imagine a place like this.

The perfect hotel of bliss.

Endless books to read.

Nothing else I’d need.

Walls of books everywhere.

All you need is a chair.

Never run out of a book.

Just pick your favorite nook.

Read the day away.

Nothing else to say.

SILENCE

 

Oasis Hotel Pool

 

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds pick up their pace.

 

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

 

THE DEAD GAME

SEND IN THE CLOWNS

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS
A quiet hotel room.
Shabby furniture.
A dim light glows from
the bedside lamp.
A high-pitched sound
pierces the stale air.
The T.V. turns on.
A clown’s face appears.
He stares at you and says,
“Why are you...

 

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS

A quiet hotel room.

Shabby furniture.

A dim light glows from

the bedside lamp.

A high-pitched sound

pierces the stale air.

The T.V. turns on.

A clown’s face appears.

He stares at you and says,

“Why are you here?

How dare you enter my room.

If you don’t leave right away,

I will have to kill you.”

His hand reaches through the screen.

His body emerges.

He stands on the worn carpet.

You are no longer alone.

 

THE ROAD TO OASIS

colors trees

 

 

Take the road to Oasis.
A bright and sunny road
Filled with wishes and dreams.
No worries or despairs.

The Oasis Hotel waits with open arms.
High archways invite sea breezes.
Tourists lounge by the pool. 
No worries or despairs.

Until night falls.
Dark shadows appear on the streets
And on the white-sanded beach.
No worries or despairs.

No worries or despairs
For those who take care.
Death for those who do not.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD BY THE SEA

 

THE DEAD BY THE SEA

Come with me to the pool by the sea.
Oasis is the best place to be.
Relax by the pool or sit at the bar.
Tourists visit this place from near and far.


I think I’ll take a dip in the pool.
I am definitely not a fool.
I’d never pass up a chance for fun
Or a tan in the Florida sun.


Wait! Come and look over here.
I found a book on the chair.
A small town is a beautiful place.
I see the stunned look on your face.


Oasis Hotel resembles this one.
But it isn’t always fun in the sun.
It is a haven for The Dead.
Is the heat going to your head?


The sky is turning cloudy and dark.
I can see shadows over the park.
What’s that standing behind you?
It’s not one shadow but two.


More shadows are coming ashore.
I’m not going to wait for more.
Our destiny seems to be in this book.
I’m leaving now without a second look.


THE DEAD GAME
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