I WILL SURVIVE

 

 

Icy water surrounds me.
The cold pulls me deeper.

Deeper into the unknown,
I sink.

Waves tear at me,
dragging me far from shore.

I swim.
I tread water.

I hold my head high
Above water.

I will survive.

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A DAY AT THE BEACH

 

 

 

A day at the beach.

The sea breeze soothes my aching soul.

Seagulls taunt me with their cries.

Cold water tickles my toes.

Sand flows through my fingers.

A day in Oasis, Florida.

A day at the beach

Before The Dead arrive.

THE DEAD GAME

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ICE FURY

ICY FURY
A duel to end all duels.
A battle to the death.
The wind strengthens the waves.
No time to take a breath.
The waves tease the shore,
Striking with pounding fury.
The sand is mere dust.
My vision has turned blurry.
Heat flows through my...

 

ICY FURY

A duel to end all duels.
A battle to the death.
The wind strengthens the waves.
No time to take a breath.

The waves tease the shore,
Striking with pounding fury.
The sand is mere dust.
My vision has turned blurry.

Heat flows through my veins,
Leading me to the light.
Human flesh brings love.
I won’t back from this fight.

He rises from the ocean,
A body in constant motion.
His body melts in droplets.
I still yearn for his devotion.

Cold no longer waits for me.
Empty is the void inside.
He cannot leave without me.
But he turns his face in pride.

His fury slices the shore,
His presence felt in the wind.
I can still hear his deep voice,
Calling for me to join him.

THE DEAD GAME 

 

WASH AWAY MY PAIN

 

 

WASH AWAY MY PAIN

Please wash away my sorrow and pain.
Let it flow down the streets with the rain.
Dissolved in torrents of despair and sadness,
Joining others on its way past the madness.

The ocean may take it far away
To places, we cannot even say,
Where no one recognizes its sting 
Or knows the infliction it can bring.

Let the rain grow harder with its might,
Becoming hail on this fateful night.
I want to be free of all traces
Of unwanted feelings and faces.

My body grows cold from the rain.
It stands clean and free from the pain.
Shivers create a path on my spine
As I wait in the dark woods of pine.

I hold my head high to the wet spray;
It becomes a mist of blue and grey.
The faucet has turned off for the night,
Leaving me feeling clean and so right.


 

A PLACE OF FANTASY

 

 

A place of fantasy there must be,
where blues and green merge in the deep sea.

Clouds create formations into works of art,
resembling soft cotton balls splitting apart.

I raise my face to the sunshine of the day,
the rays shooting sparks as they frolic and play.

The sand is soft beneath my feet,
warming my body with its heat.

Come with me and enjoy the dazzling sun,
we’re sure to have fun till the day is done.

THE HOUSE STANDS ALONE

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Cliff House and Seal Rocks by Moonlight, San Francisco, c 1900.

 

 

The waves dance in fury,

hitting the sharp rocks.

The house towers above,

glaring at intruders.

Death to anyone

who dare to violate its shores.

THE DEAD GAME

WAIT FOR ETERNITY

Boat

 

Take me away in the soft breeze.
Let my fingers flow through your hair.
I want to see your warm smile.
I hunger for your loving touch.

Time for that is long past.
Victims of the battle we now are.
Hell is waiting for us both.
I can see his boat drifting offshore.

I will not let him take me.
I want to share paradise with you.
Warm breezes and soft winds
To wrap us tight in its cocoon.

No more glory to be had.
No more wins for our side.  
Our losses are steep and many.
The mighty have fallen this night.

The sun has set for the evening.
It has not brought you back to me.
I will wait for all eternity
Until I have you by my side.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME