NIGHT FALLS

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Rising from down under.

Below our calm waters.

Beneath our heavenly paradise.

They come to our shore.

Dark shadows on the soft breeze.

Leaving dead bodies on the sand.

Disappearing with the morning light.

Until night falls once more.

THE DEAD GAME

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DRIPPING WITH SIN

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    The waves are churning.

    My face is burning.

    What’s coming for me?

    I don’t want to see.

    It rises from the deep

    when all are fast asleep.

    The Dead come ashore.

    For me, they’ve come for.

    There’s nowhere to run or hide.

    I refuse to take their side.

    The Dead will not win.

    They’re dripping with sin.

    THE DEAD GAME

A DREAM

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Water in waves of blue and green.

Nothing can be so clear and clean.

Sunshine beating down on my head.

I have made the soft sand my bed.

Palm trees fan the warm ocean air.

I can feel the breeze in my hair.

A place like this must exist.

A dream like this I can’t resist.

SUMMER LIGHT

Pier 60 | ( by Claude Allaert )

 

SUMMER LIGHT

I want to enjoy the summer light.

It shines on the water clear and bright.

I smell the salt water in the air

as the sea breeze ruffles my long hair.

Happiness is a day at the beach.

It is what I so dearly beseech.

A day with no worries or fears.

No bad things to bring me to tears.

 
 

ONE LAST BREATH

 

 

ONE LAST BREATH

Down in the blue vacuum,

I’ll depart from here soon.

As I float down,

you need not frown.

This is where I want to be.

I will be finally free.

I hold firm against the tide.

Small fish gather at my side.

I feel lightheaded and free

I am now one with the sea.

FLYING HIGH

 

What does it feel like to fly,
Lifting off to reach the sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.

All alone and way up high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you please.
What can I do to appease?

I want to fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
Over the water, I go.
It would make a great show.

GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

An Island Escape

The world is changing.

Forests are dying.

Animals are becoming extinct.

Nature has taken control.

 

Days are warmer.

Rain falls harder.

Earthquakes rock the planet.

Hurricanes bring the winds.

 

Ocean waves dance to the deadly tune.

Bow to our new foe, Mother Nature.

Crime does its share,

But nature cleans the slate.

 

Towns and cities topple

Beneath the rubble.

The salt water hits my face

As I watch the waves rise.

 

I wait for the beautiful sight

To turn deadly and reckless.

The laps at the shore

Become heavy slaps.

 

Rocks and debris are

Thrown into the wind.

Soon I am drenched.

The ocean has come ashore

 

To wreck havoc on our lives.

My eyes tear as I search for

the ocean’s lost beauty.

I search for my old friend.

 

My old friend who’d soothed my fears.

My friend is long gone.

All is gone.

And so will we.