THEY’RE HERE TO STAY

Sentries

 

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 each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

THE DEAD GAME

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WHY DO WE WRITE?

writing: imagination

WHY DO WE WRITE?

Our minds want more.
We need to explore the world.
To explore the unknown.

If we can’t fulfill our dreams in our daily lives,
Then we can fulfill them in our writing.
Stories about love, evil creatures, and deadly games.

I’ve always wanted to live in a small town.
So I created a small town in my book
And called it, Oasis.

I love to read books.
The main character moves to Oasis
And opens a bookstore.

You get the idea.
The main character, Linda,
Is living my dream life.

My mind takes a dark turn.
Life is too good and care-free.
Oasis needs a darker side.

The original residents live in a forest
And only come out at night.
This is when the fun and games begin.

Do you see where this is going?
If not, you can always read my book.
I finally got my small town,
Where fantasies come true,
And some just don’t.

THE DARK STREETS OF TOWN

mostlyitaly:
“  Altamura (Apulia, Italy) by Dauno Settantatre
”
Dark are the streets
By which they creep.
Silence is their goal.
Through the town, they go.
Bodies left behind,
Blood-dry we will find.
Church bells are tolling,
And heads are...

Altamura (Apulia, Italy) by Dauno Settantatre

 

Dark are the streets

By which they creep.

Silence is their goal.

Through the town, they go.

Bodies left behind,

Blood-dry we will find.

Church bells are tolling,

And heads are rolling.

Flee from this we must

Before we are dust.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

Book Review: The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

Book 1 in Series After graduating college, Linda Bennett leaves New York for the slower-paced lifestyle of Oasis, Florida. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple that is until the dead body washes up on shore. She is horrified …

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A LOVE PECK

 

 

I walk quickly this night

from who lurks out of sight.

The wind gives a whistle and a sigh

as strands of my hair begin to fly.

The moon hides its face.

I pick up my pace.

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands around my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He is taking my blood.

I die in a red flood.

THE DEAD GAME

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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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A SMALL TOWN SURPRISE

A town of sea breezes, long evening walks, and colorful sunsets. A quaint Florida town with parties on the beach, friendly townspeople, and THE DEAD. No town is perfect. THE DEAD GAME Kindle http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP Nook http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

 

 

A town of sea breezes,

long evening walks,

and colorful sunsets.

A quaint Florida town

with parties on the beach,

friendly townspeople,

and THE DEAD.

No town is perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

 

Burn Baby Burn

Burn Baby Burn.
He’ll light your fire
to take you higher.
The town’s on fire,
set by the sire.
He comes tonight
with his great might.
He comes for me
from the dark sea.
The Dead Game goes on.
Book 2 heat is on.
THE DEAD...

 

Burn Baby Burn.

 

He’ll light your fire

to take you higher.

The town’s on fire,

set by his sire.

He comes tonight

with his great might.

He comes for me

from the dark sea.

The Dead Game goes on.

Book 2 heat is on.

 

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Book 2 out in 2017

 

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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HAZE

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Haze covers the town.

But please do not frown.

Secrets are concealed.

The Dead are revealed.

We come in the fog.

The mist we don’t hog.

We’ll share it with you.

A shimmering blue.

The moon shines its glare

On those who come here.

Frolic in the night.

Just keep in our sight.

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