INVISIBLE PRESENCE

 

Waves drumming softly

on the soft shore.

Green and blue swirls,

creating a rich palette.

Dolphins skipping

along the shore line.

Nothing more perfect.

Nothing more serene.

But whose footsteps are those?

Footsteps appearing

on a deserted beach.

They are moving closer

with their invisible presence.

Can it be true?

Can this oasis be haunted?

Can I outrun them?

THE DEAD GAME

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HIS PLACE

 

The sun begins to set.

There are scurrying sounds

as the animals prepare for the night.

But the old elephant stands in his place.

He doesn’t need to move.

He has everything he needs

right in front of him.

He keeps a watchful eye

on the other animals.

But he stands in his place.

INVITING

Inviting.

Serene.

Peaceful.

Waves lapping.

Sun shining.

Tourists frolicking.

Palm trees waving.

Until the night.

Oasis changes.

Shadows move.

Bodies appears.

Wind cries.

The Dead party.

In the night.

All night.

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INVITING

Inviting.

Serene.

Peaceful.

Waves lapping.

Sun shining.

Tourists frolicking.

Palm trees waving.

Until the night.

Oasis changes.

Shadows move.

Bodies appears.

Wind cries.

The Dead party.

In the night.

All night.

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THE DEAD RISING

 

The Church cemetery sits quietly.

No night walking residents. 

No surprise storms or visitors.

Peaceful.

Serene.

 

Sunshine and flowers.

And no rising bodies.

It is said that The Dead are waiting.

To return to their original bodies.

They will walk the earth once again in Oasis.

 

THE DEAD will return.

Not so peaceful and serene anymore.

Now is it?

THE DEAD GAME

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MY SECRET

 


MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves and flowers.I want to look at water and not towers.Some color to brighten my day.A place where the birds come to play.I will walk to the end of the pier.I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.For I will only see fish swimming by.And not any monsters lurking nearby.
Time will pass slowly and must be savored.Whoever comes this way will be favored.I think it’s only prudent and fairTo share my secret with those who care.

 

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves and flowers.
I want to look at water and not towers.
Some color to brighten my day.
A place where the birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.
I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.
For I will only see fish swimming by.
And not any monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.

 

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

“I leave the storefronts behind,
With their pastel colors and shiny windows.
Windows eager to let in the famous Oasis sunlight.
I want to reach the beach.
I want to leave work and troubles behind me.
The sand will trickle through my toes.
The sea breeze will propel me forward
To the every-waiting, omniscient ocean.
The waves dance and writhe in their demented dance.
A dance growing wilder and wilder by the minute.
I feel their salty sweat on my face.
The trees join in,
Flapping their branches as if trying to hold hands.
The wind follows last with a rage of its own.
It torments the water and the trees
Until leaves are flying free
And waves are attacking the shore.
Why is this happening?
I should go back to town.
The town behind me is being plummeted.
Roof tops are flying through the air.
Glass crunches beneath my feet.
Windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once white church stands charcoal black
In the midst of its debris.
A day gone terribly wrong.
Whose fault is it?
The creatures who visit our town at night.
They are determined to destroy each and every one of us.
Are they demons or humans?
Who knows?
Oasis will never be safe unless these evil ones are annihilated.
We must save our town.
I have friends who will help me.
There are those who doubt our wisdom and abilities.
But we will clean out the riffraff from town.
Don’t get in our way or you might join the garbage.”
Linda turns to find her friends.
Our games have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

TAKE ME AWAY

TAKE ME AWAY

Take me away to better times.
To sun-drenched beaches.
To waving palm trees.
To rolling waves.
To better places.
To warm trade winds.
To white-sand beaches.
To bright sunshine.
To us.

THE TREE

THE TREE
 
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its deep shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.

A PERFECT PARADISE

A PERFECT PARADISE

Drop your defenses.
Relax your mind and body.
Can you see the garden?
The steps leading up the path?
Climb the steps.
Feel the summer breeze.
Hear the happy chirping of the birds.
Smell the sweet fragrance of the flowers.
Move slowly.
Follow the mood.
The serene scenery.
Climb step by step.
The steps will soon lead you
to a green paradise.
Where hummingbirds flutter past.
Super tall flowers reach high to the sky.
Rabbits scurry between the berry bushes.
How perfect.
How peaceful.
A perfect paradise
for a summer day.