Source:polind
The night is here
and much too soon.
Darkness descends
with the full moon.
I shiver from the cold
as a strong wind whips past.
The moon hovers closer.
I hope this doesn’t last.
Dark shadows gather.
Trees fade in the mist.
Night has won again.
I can’t handle this.
The moon’s glare defeats me.
I retreat to my lair.
With the wind at my back,
I must escape from here.
THE DEAD GAME
A glow in the night
will lead me astray
from the moon’s light
to where I can’t say.
Bloody prints mark the way
to a small town on the shore.
At the end of the day,
we are at the devil’s door.
Time has no meaning or reason.
You can travel forward or back.
Death will follow with each season.
It is past time for me to pack.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness & fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
& times too hard to bear.
Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished & frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.
♦THE DEAD GAME♦
by Susanne Leist
A weekend retreat turns into horror
as the curse threatens their new friends.
Can Elizabeth & Scarlett find peace
in a town destined to fall?
MEET ME IN MAINE
I’m over here.
I can smell your fear.
You won’t be alone.
I can hear your moan.
I’ll be rising soon
On the next full moon.
I’ll rise from down under
On lightning and thunder.
You will not recognize me.
I’ll be different you see.
My new body is strong.
Now, do not get me wrong.
I still love you, my dear.
Of that, please have no fear.
Shadows fill my room.
I’m going to swoon.
It looks like a woman.
But not at all human.
The town is scary.
It’s getting hairy.
Florida isn’t all fun.
Not a walk in the hot sun.
THE DEAD GAME
He might be in disguise.
I recognize his eyes.
He has come back for me.
He’ll never set me free.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
The coldness wraps around me.
My hair drips icicles down my neck.
I shiver in dread of my future.
My future as the queen of The Dead.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
by Susanne Leist
My cold fingers will run down her hot body.
She will wake to the sight of my glowing eyes.
She will experience passion not human.
And she will yearn for much more.
The dark prince will take her in his arms
And place her on his black steed.
I am Wolf.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
No vampires in the hot sun.
It’s Florida’s playground for fun.
The nights are their chosen den.
Come and frolic in their playpen.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
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