FURY

 

 

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.

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ANTICIPATION

 

 

An evil witch

Hiding in plain sight.

In the town of Oasis,

Florida’s vacation paradise,

I will make my appearance.

Join the fun.

Book 2 will be here all too soon.

A STORM IS COMING

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A storm is coming,
Hitting the shore.
Palm trees flying
And so much more.

Anger raises the waves.
Passion kicks up the sand.
Fear hides behind clouds.
Marching in like a band.

I know he is here.
I hide from his face.
He’s coming for me.
Clouds pick up the pace.

His anger brings passion and fear.
Too bad he can’t fly like a dove.
His can easily move mountains.
For me, he moves the sky above.

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RED HOT

 

 

Red hot waves lap at the shore,

Bringing with it, blood and gore.

Paradise has come to an end.

The Dead are right around the bend.

Death is their evening delight.

They descend with all of their might.

Florida will never be the same

Once it becomes part of The Dead Game.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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FANTASY FAILS

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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 hail hits my face.

Men run like a race.

They shout for me to move.

I pick up their quick groove.

“The Dead are here for us,”

one tall man shouts at us,

“Run to the Town Hall

or the town will fall.”

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PEBBLES IN THE OCEAN

 

 

Pebbles drift in the ocean

in multitudes too many to count.

I yearn for the dark sea

as it holds mystery for me.

I will join these pebbles,

one more to their endless journey,

where I may find answers

to questions unspoken.

 

A FANTASY COME TRUE

PARADISE

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Sit by the shore.

I don’t need more.

The orange sun sets for me.

I’m as happy as can be.

Florida is paradise.

Its sand feels smooth and so nice.

The nights might be cold.

Demons roam I’m told.

But enjoy the salty air.

Until the vampires come near.

THE DEAD GAME