The sea throws its fury.
It fights for its path,
Grinding down rocks,
Swallowing debris whole.
It roars to the shore,
Waiting for no one.
Its might is its right
To reign supreme forever more.
DANCE FOR ME
Elevate your body through the air.
Lift up your fins.
Your pointy face to the sky.
Dance for me.
Let the water flow down.
Back into the ocean.
But keep yourself high above all else.
Dance for me.
Give me your wicked smile.
A little laugh.
Show me your endless joy.
Dance for me.
I want to see your special dance.
A clap or two.
A little twist for me.
Dance for me.
Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.
All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.
Dark shadows will descend onto the sand,
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem, all served with a frown.
Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.
THE DEAD GAME
“Isotonic Jacuzzi Process” serie by VALERIS
The sea flows through me.
I’m part of it, you see.
Water fills my cells.
It rings all my bells.
Sunlight keeps me warm.
Nature is true to form.
It protects us.
It nurtures us.
We’re all connected.
No less is expected.
Looking through Partition Arch in Arches National Park
From here I can see
the wonderful sea.
I step through the door.
I stand at the shore.
Sand at my bare feet.
The sun shining heat.
But the sun soon leaves,
and the ocean heaves.
Sharp bits of hail hit my face.
People run like in a race.
They shout for me to move.
I pick up their quick groove.
“The Dead are here for us,”
one tall man shouts to us,
“Run to the Town Hall
or the town will fall.”
THE DEAD GAME
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He comes from the sea.
Now he comes for me.
He only appears at night.
His presence gives me a fright.
He wooed me before.
He’s come back for more.
But I won’t wait here.
You don’t need to fear.
I’ll join the others as we run.
I know this can’t be any fun.
Arms are encircling me.
Now I can never be free.
THE DEAD GAME
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A day at the beach
So far from my reach.
I could smell the salt air
As it flows through my hair.
The white sand is so soft
As it holds me aloft.
I want to be right there
Instead of in my chair.
OASIS
A more beautiful place cannot be.
It faces the waves of the dark sea.
White sand and quiet beaches galore.
You can’t ask for anything more.
Life is perfect as can be.
Come and frolic with me.
Tourists visit from far and wide.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
Beware when The Dead descend.
We can no longer pretend
This is a perfect place to be
As The Dead rise up from the sea.
THE DEAD GAME
FALLING
I climb down from a great height
As I fight with all my might.
The creatures swipe hard at me
As I climb down to the sea.
I must escape this dark place
As demons fly in my face.
They fly through the sky
And hit me from up high.
Who are these demons from hell?
Their features I cannot tell.
I fall to the rocks below.
“Help” is all I can bellow.
THE DEAD GAME
