THE DEAD WILL FALL

 

 

Take me to Oasis,

where demons roam

and The Dead play.

Take me to Florida,

to the ocean paradise,

where good triumphs evil.

Take me to the shore,

where the residents gather

and The Dead will fall.

THE DEAD GAME

PARADISE LOST

Green Waves

 

PARADISE LOST 

A town full of happiness and joy

Has turned sad like a broken toy.

Where once tourists frolicked in the sun,

Frightened residents are on the run.

Dark shadows roam the eerie night.

Victims abound from their fierce bite.

Hell hath no fury like a vampire’s wrath.

They plow down whoever is in their path.

We must kill the creatures of hell,

Then we’ll have a story to tell

Of how we survived an apocalypse.

A sad but true story from our own lips.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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SUNSET

mistymorningme:
“ Cape Cod July 2013_-60 (by jackfrench)
”
Sunset brings the night,
With it dark shadows.
Hues of red fill the humid air,
Followed by high-pitched howls.
Residents hide behind locked doors,
As tourists huddle in their hotel.
The town...

Cape Cod July 2013_-60 (by jackfrench)

 

Sunset brings the night,

With it dark shadows.

Hues of red fill the humid air,

Followed by high-pitched howls. 

Residents hide behind locked doors,

As tourists huddle in their hotel.

The town waits deserted and quiet,

While the dark forest rumbles with music.

Dignitaries fly in from around the world,

Their limousines line the wooded paths.

Guests mingle and laugh in the glass house,

Where lifelike glass statues watch them.

Beneath it all lies an undercurrent.

One of evil and despair.

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I’LL READ YOU A STORY

 

I will read you a story.

It might be all too gory

For you to understand

But I’ll give you a hand.

 

A blight falls on a town.

It’s sure to make you frown.

Residents  disappear.

I want to make this clear.

 

This isn’t a regular place.

Don’t give me that dark face.

It’s a place of evil creatures

And many more creepy features.

 

Dark shadows stalk the night,

Giving tourists a fright.

Florida can be a scary place.

I will soon pick up the poem’s pace.

 

The Dead want to kill you.

You’ll be their dinner too.

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HAVE A DRINK

 

Paradise awaits.

Enjoy a drink by the pool.

A swim in the ocean.

A walk on the beach.

Drink up and be merry.

 

Night is approaching.

And so are The Dead.

They walk the streets at night.

Drink from their victims.

And party until the morning light.

 

Is there no one to stop them?

What about The Watchers?

Vampire police who’ve lived for centuries.

They will fight The Dead.

Oasis will return from its darkness.

 

Long live Oasis, Florida.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist