The moon shows its head.
It’s past time for bed.
It casts a yellow glow.
I can hear the winds blow.
Time for me to go inside.
There must be places to hide.
Until the morning light.
When the sun burns so bright.
NIGHT’S FACE
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DREAMLAND
The moon in my window,
A centerpiece for the sky.
A vision to fill my nights,
Framed for posterity.
A light behind closed eyelids
To soothe me into dreamland.
BLOOD RUNS SMOOTH
Blood runs smooth
with inky determination.
Filling the ocean
with its crimson red.
It arrives with the tides
to our sandy shores.
Walking the streets of town
with the rise of the moon.
Leaving dead bodies behind
in the wake of its path.
Returning the next night
to sprinkle blood once more.
THE DEAD GAME
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HAZE
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Haze covers the town.
But please do not frown.
Secrets are concealed.
The Dead are revealed.
We come in the fog.
The mist we don’t hog.
We’ll share it with you.
A shimmering blue.
The moon shines its glare
On those who come here.
Frolic in the night.
Just keep in our sight.
THE DEAD GAME
BLINDED BY THE LIGHT
All is dark.
Until the moon find us.
Hits us with its spotlight.
Blinds us with its glow.
Reveals us to the night.
All we want is darkness.
Respite from the sun.
Sleep for the weary.
Good night moon.
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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.
Before my fate is sealed on this date.
THE DEAD GAME
PINK SEA
I gaze at the pink sea so pure,
A vision of delight for sure.
The sun is setting down,
But there’s no reason to frown.
I could see the ocean floor.
Look at me I’m out the door.
The sun may be gone for the day.
The moon will soon be here to play.
A FALL DAY
A beautiful fall day.
A pebbled path through the red.
Charcoal steps leading up.
Fantasies flow through my head.
The leaves lift off
Until the day turns dark.
I’m trapped inside
A red swirl in the park.
The rain trickles.
The wind cackles.
I flee for safety
On raised hackles.
The path is gone.
Night has come too soon.
The path is gone.
Lost in the full moon.
BENEATH THE SILVER MOON
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The fog rolls in tonight.
Hold on to me real tight.
The moon is out to play.
The Dead are here to stay.
The stars twinkle and shine.
Soon you will be all mine.
Beneath the silver moon,
We’ll join as fork and spoon.
No one is in our way
As we frolic and play.
The moon is my witness.
I love you, my princess.
TRAPPED IN MY DARK THOUGHTS
I’m trapped in my own dark thoughts,
forever roaming beneath the twinkling stars.
I can see an open door in the distance,
offering possibilities beyond the here and now.
I want to escape from this dreary existence
to sample the tastes of the wide and far.
