A LITTLE MURDER

The mind can be a strange place.
It can think up dark stories.
With monsters and demons.
A little murder and mayhem.
Skulls and bones for decoration.
Maybe your cup of tea is blood.
Your coffee carries some poison.
Let your mind roam the...

 

 

The mind can be a strange place.

It can think up dark stories.

With monsters and demons.

A little murder and mayhem.

Skulls and bones for decoration.

Maybe your cup of tea is blood.

Your coffee carries some poison.

Let your mind roam the darkness.

And maybe beyond.

 

 

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END HOUSE

 

END HOUSE AT OASIS

The house waits for you.

It breathes.

It sits in the dark.

With its skeletons.

Its sad memories.

No one visits.

No one to fall victim.

Until the party.

The party that sets 

into motion

a series of events.

Events that will bring

murder and revenge

to Oasis, Florida.

It sits.

It waits.

For you.

THE DEAD GAME

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ODE TO MY BOOK

 

 

Nothing can be as fine

As the dear book of mine.

It might not be sold in a big bookstore,

But you will not find one to offer more.

It was created with much love and hope,

Even though it wasn’t blessed by a Pope.

It has my blood, sweat, and tears.

Might raise many of your fears.

It has action, murder, and romance.

I can even do a little dance.

Please try it and you’ll see

It has the best of me. 


THE DEAD GAME

OPEN THE DOOR

door open

OPEN THE DOOR

A door to fantasies.
To new worlds.
To new beginnings.
A life worth living.

A door to your imagination.
Where words flow like water.
Ideas ride the tides.
Stories to live by.

A door to your heart.
Love and happiness in store.
Clear blue skies for all.
Beauty set free.

A door to possibilities.
Where mysteries abound.
Blood may curdle.
Clouds may seep out.

A door to The Dead.
Where darkness rules the night.
Flying creatures reign free.
And no one is safe.

Open the door.

THE DEAD GAME

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Nook

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ODE TO MY BOOK

 

 

 

Nothing can be as fine

As the dear book of mine.

It might not be sold in a big bookstore,

But you will not find one to offer more.

It was created with much love and hope,

Even though it wasn’t blessed by a Pope.

It has my blood, sweat, and tears.

Might raise many of your fears.

It has action, murder, and romance.

I can even do a little dance.

Please try it and you’ll see

It has the best of me. 

THE DEAD GAME

RED GLOW IN THE NIGHT

Alexander Calder, Sumac V. 1953.

 

A red glow in the night.

Leading me astray.

Away from my plans.

Toward my doom.

Blood marks the way.

Toward a town on the shore.

Where the undead roam free.

Leaving a trail of bloodshed.

Dead bodies on the beach.

Mayhem their mainstay.

I must not follow this path.

To death and destruction.

For once one is bitten.

It is too late to go back.

THE DEAD GAME

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A STRANGE PLACE

 

 

The mind can be a strange place.

It can think up dark stories.

With monsters and demons.

A little murder and mayhem.

Skulls and bones for decoration.

Maybe your cup of tea is blood.

Your coffee carries some poison.

Let your mind roam the darkness.

And maybe beyond.

THE DEAD

Source:

 

Black dots on the horizon.

Wave after wave of darkness.

Descending upon town.

Following the setting sun.

Welcoming the rising moon.

Circling the town hall.

Windows shattering around us.

Glass and bricks falling to our feet.

They enter from above.

To grab hold of the innocent.

To take them for their own.

Who will save our town from The Dead?

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD AND GONE

THE DEAD AND GONE
 
A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.
 
Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
 
Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.
 
Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.
 
THE DEAD GAME