LET THE GAMES BEGIN

1 Prey let the games begin

 

Let the leaves change colors & fall.

Shades of orange, yellow, & red.

Autumn, the best season of all.

Take care when you head hits the bed.

The Dead descend; our town will fall.

 

🎃THE DEAD GAME SERIES 🎃

IN THE RED

 

 

A beautiful fall day.

A pebbled path through the red.

I’ve come outside to play.

Fantasies flow through my head.

 

The leaves glitter red

Until the day turns dark.

I’m safe in my bed,

A red swirl in the park.

 

Rain pelts the park.

The wind cackles.

I flee in the dark

On raised hackles.

 

The path is gone.

Night has come too soon.

The path is gone.

Lost in the full moon.

 

SLEEP FOR THE WEARY

 

 

SLEEP FOR THE WEARY

 

The sun peeks through

a canopy of trees.

A blanket of color

protects me with leaves.

I’m sheltered with

soft petals of pink.

Like velvet sheets

splattered with ink.

A bed in the petals

offers rest for the weary.

I give a sigh of contentment

as my eyes grow teary.

IT’S THE SEASON

 

 

IT’S THE SEASON

The petals fall fast and furious.

The bare trees watch the fallen.

Limbs shivering in the coming cold.

Pink tears of surrender coat the ground.

As seasons come and go.

Yearning for their lost children.

They lift scraggly arms to the sky.

Prayers will soon be answered,

As seasons come and go.

Coats of white land on their branches.

Night falling all too soon.

Shivers dislodge the packed ice.

Leaving them bare once again.

They lift weary eyes to the sky.

As seasons come and go.

A warm wind caresses their arms.

Eyes open to sprouting buds.

Green and pink sweaters for spring.

Their children have returned.

As seasons come and go.

 

A PURPLE TREE

EYES TO THE SKY

 

Light squeezes between the leaves.

Eyes to the sky serve me best.

Rays cast hot 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.