CURSED

This is a fantasy come true. Sunshine in a sky so dark blue. White sand on a Florida beach. Within a tourist’s grasping reach. Until the night rears its dark head. And tourists disappear from bed. Can Oasis, Florida be cursed? Like it’s been...

 

This is a fantasy come true.

The sunshine in a sky dark blue.

White sand on a Florida beach.

Within a tourist’s grasping reach.

Until the night rears its dark head.

Tourists disappear from their bed.

Can Oasis, Florida be cursed?

Like it’s been carefully rehearsed.

Think twice before coming to shore.

It’s fun and games but so much more.

THE DEAD GAME

 

A HORROR TALE

Stay away from here.
Death I cannot bear.
I’m telling a horror tale
with each wag of my fine tail.
Oasis it is not.
More of a horror spot.
Tourists disappear
into the thin air.
One day they’re right here.
Next day they’re nowhere.
THE DEAD...

 (Source: seriallier)

 

 

Stay away from here.

Death I cannot bear.

I’m telling a horror tale

with each wag of my fine tail.

An Oasis it is not,

Much more of a horror spot.

Tourists disappear

into the thin air.

One day they’re right here.

Next day they’re nowhere.

THE DEAD GAME

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OASIS

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OASIS

A more beautiful place cannot be.

It faces the waves of the dark sea.

White sand and quiet beaches galore.

You can’t ask for anything more.

 

Life is perfect as can be.

Come and frolic with me.

Tourists visit from far and wide.

Oasis is Florida’s pride.

 

Beware when The Dead descend.

We can no longer pretend

This is a perfect place to be

As The Dead rise up from the sea.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

CHANTING IN THE BREEZE

Chanting could be heard in the warm breeze.  A breeze that blows in from the ocean and  smooths the white sand.  A breeze that feels like the soft flutter of  a rose petal against your skin.  Where is the chanting coming from?  Who is doing the chanting?  What do we only hear it at night?  Are spells being cast in Oasis?  Only The Dead know and they’re not talking.  THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST  http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist    http://barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=2940148410881 

 

A breeze blows from the ocean.

One that smooths the white sand.

Feeling like the soft flutter of

a rose petal against your skin.

The sea breeze carries chanting.

Why do we hear it at night?

Are spells being cast in Oasis?

Only The Dead know and they’re not talking.

THE DEAD GAME 

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...

 

 

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

 

 

TO A TOWN NEAR YOU

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Paradise waits for us.

A perfect oasis.

Waves cascade onto the beach.

Guests lounge around

the hotel’s swimming pool.

Quaint stores dot Main Street.

Life is beautiful.

Until night comes.

Waves hit the shore

with their increasing fury.

The sun bows out.

The moon takes its place.

The night brings The Dead walking

into a town near you.

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AN OASIS

 

An oasis where dreams come true,

Palm trees wave in the warm breezes.

Birds sing a happy tune of their own

Until the night exhales its cold breath.

Torrents of wind fly across the sand,

Covering all footsteps of the night before.

Dark shadows leave behind no evidence,

And tourists remain innocent no more.

 

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Another night in Oasis

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The clouds drift by.
The moon casts its glare.
Time moves in slow motion.
Florida weaves its spell.
The town is asleep.
There’s a rustle in the trees.
A cry in the night.
A hint of evil.
A whisper of things...

 

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The clouds drift by.

The moon casts its glare.

Time moves in slow motion.

Florida weaves its spell.

The town is asleep.

There’s a rustle in the trees.

A cry in the night.

A hint of evil.

A whisper of things to come.

A body left on shore.

Will there be more?

Another night in Oasis, Florida.

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A PERFECT OASIS

A PERFECT OASIS

A perfect oasis on the shore.

You could not ask for anything more.

Sun and surf during the day,

But at night there’s hell to pay.

The waves welcome daily swimmers,

But at night there are no winners.

Afraid to venture out after dark,

Residents stay clear of the town park.

One night, a hanging party is had

By the dark creatures who are plain bad.

Our town is plagued by darkness and woe.

We don’t even know who is our foe.


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SECRETS

 

Night comes near.  The moon begins to rise.  The birds are beginning to swarm.  The Dead are ready to rise.  Who are they?  What are they?  THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leistslobbering:

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Night comes near.

The moon rises.

The birds swarm.

The Dead rise.

THE DEAD GAME

 

  • slobbering:    Valentin Rekunenko    The portraits in Wolf’s house look so real.  As if a hand will reach out to grab the rose in your hand.  Are the portraits alive?  Is the house alive?  Why are the eyes following us?  Get us out of here!  The Dead are alive in THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

(Source: pixography)

 

The portraits come alive.

Eyes follow us from below

the glass floor.

Alligator eyes.

A pool of alligators.

The Dead are alive in THE DEAD GAME.

 

  • witchinqhour:    Do The Dead sleep in coffins?  Do they sleep in beds like humans?  What about human vampires?  Meet them in THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist  http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist  http://www.outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame

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Do The Dead sleep in coffins?

Do they sleep in beds like humans?

What about human vampires?

Meet them in THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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  • I wouldn’t go inside if I was you.  You don’t know who is waiting for you.  Who?  The Dead.

 

I wouldn’t go inside.

You don’t know 

who is waiting for you.

Who?

The Dead.

 

The best way to survive in Oasis  is to keep your mouth, ears, and eyes shut.  The Dead don’t like intruders.Source: hauntedlounge)

 

The best way to survive in Oasis

is to keep your mouth, ears and eyes shut.

The Dead don’t like intruders.

 

  • The house is deserted.  The warm wind blows the windows open.  The breeze ruffles the curtains and  lifts the sheets covering the abandoned furniture.  What happened to the last family living there?  They disappeared in the night,  never to be heard from again.  A stormy night that was filled with  dangerous lightning and thunder.  End House holds many secrets.  Should we venture inside to uncover   its secrets?  Or should we leave these secrets to  grow and fester, along with the other  secrets hidden in Oasis, Florida?  The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

 

The house is deserted.

A warm wind blows the windows open.

The breeze ruffles the curtains and

lifts the sheets covering the abandoned furniture.

What happened to the last family living there?

They disappeared in the night,

never to be heard from again.

A stormy night that was filled with

dangerous lightning and thunder.

End House holds many secrets.

Should we venture inside to uncover

its secrets?

Or should we leave these secrets to

grow and fester, along with the other

secrets hidden in Oasis, Florida?

The Dead Game by Susanne Leist