BLOOD MOON

 

Blood Moon

Source: 021c

 

 

Red reflects on the water

 

what we feel in our hearts.

 

As the day comes to an end,

 

we must face the night.

 

Turn not your face away.

 

Dare not take a step back.

 

Bear the brunt of the red moon

 

as it burns through your empty soul.

DARK PASSION RULES THE NIGHT

red eyes

 

A creature of the night,
who walks in the moonlight.
Don’t be fooled
by his beautiful shell.
For inside, he’s empty,
without a soul.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

 

Dark passion rules the night.

 

 

SIREN’S CALL

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I walk alone each night.
The wind moans and howls,
but no one calls my name.
I walk alone each night,
waiting for the siren’s call.
But no one calls my name.

 

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I walk alone each night.

The wind moans and howls,

but no one calls my name.

I walk alone each night,

waiting for the siren’s call.

But no one calls my name.

 

 

DANCE TO THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

chandelier moving

 

Dance beneath the bright lights.

Past the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music quickens its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

The clock strikes midnight.

Let the games begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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ANOTHER NIGHT

park bench

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Take a seat in the park.

A shadow passes.

More shadows follow.

They circle a gazebo.

The shadows take form.

Humans in hooded robes.

A woman hangs from a noose.

They circle faster.

The wind follows in their wake.

Cries fill the night.

Then silence.

The gazebo stands empty.

Another night in Oasis, Florida.

 

THE DEAD GAME

THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

 

1 Are We Alone?

 

The midnight hour strikes panic and fear
In innocent hearts that can no longer bear.
The horror soon to besiege us all.
Before night’s end, someone will fall.

A BODY IN THE NIGHT

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Florida weaves its magic spell
as the town sleeps.
The moon peeks between the clouds
to the dark water lapping at the shore.
A rustle sounds in the trees,
followed by a cry in the night.
A hint of evil.
A...

 

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Florida weaves its magic spell

as the town sleeps.

The moon peeks between the clouds

to the dark water lapping at the shore.

A rustle sounds in the trees,

followed by a cry in the night.

A hint of evil.

A whisper of things to come.

A body left onshore.

Will there be more?

Another night in Oasis, Florida.

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THE NIGHTS COME ALIVE

lesstalkmoreillustration:
“ Soulonfire
LIPSMACKIN’ GOOD ”
Waiting for the night to fall.
You’ll be mine once and for all.
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lesstalkmoreillustration:

Soulonfire

LIPSMACKIN’ GOOD

 

Waiting for the night to fall.

You’ll be mine once and for all.

THE DEAD GAME

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