A DEAD MAN’S DREAMS

 

Walk through the gates.

A palace awaits.

Deserted it may be,

nothing is free.

The marble floors sparkle with light

through rooms of magic & delight.

Rooms furnished from the past

come alive as we walk past.

A dead man’s dreams of hope,

a man with no life or scope.

Only in darkness, he may survive.

Too bad he’s dead & not alive.

He waits for the end of time

in a house built on a rhyme.

THE DEAD GAME

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A DAY AT THE BEACH

 

 

 

A day at the beach.

The sea breeze soothes my aching soul.

Seagulls taunt me with their cries.

Cold water tickles my toes.

Sand flows through my fingers.

A day in Oasis, Florida.

A day at the beach

Before The Dead arrive.

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IN THE DARKNESS

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Who sits there in the darkness?

No movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce.

No hint of a ruffle or a flounce.

 

A soft sigh can be heard in the air.

Are those slithering snakes in her hair?

Shadows float amid the circling dust.

The walls trickle with blood or maybe rust.

 

The ghostly form stands tall to meet us.

She can be the hostess to greet us.

A deserted house this seems to be.

She hovers over us like a tree.

 

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

The candles flicker and go out.

I want to pull my hair and shout.

 

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our slow pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We will not be leaving with glory.

 

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RETREAT

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The night is here

and much too soon.

Darkness descends

with the full moon.

 

I shiver from the cold

as a strong wind whips past.

The moon hovers closer.

I hope this doesn’t last.

 

Dark shadows gather.

Trees fade in the mist.

Night has won again.

I can’t handle this.

 

The moon’s glare defeats me.

I retreat to my lair.

With the wind at my back,

I must escape from here.

 

 

 

YELLOW NIGHTMARE

 

 

Sunflowers face off.

They’ve come alive.

Invade my dreams.

Star in my nightmares.

Green arms to strike.

Yellow faces too grim.

A field behind each.

Ready for the battle ahead.

THE DEAD GAME

THE BLOOD MOON

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The blood moon is here.

It’s come for me.

Be sure to take care.

It’s come for you.

Red flies through the air.

It’s come for the town.

I can smell the fear.

Come with me, my dear.

THE DEAD GAME

I BID YOU, ADIEU

 

 

The forest torments me to no end.

I don’t want this to be a dead end.

Hot breath breathes close to my ear

as I make my way from here.

The woods are known to be haunted.

With dark whispers, I’ve been taunted.

I’ve passed this tree before.

I can’t run anymore.

The shadows are closing in.

The forest is dark as sin.

I must say goodbye to one and all.

It’s time to follow the bouncing ball.

The script has been written.

My neck has been bitten.

I bid you adieu.

A vampire, to you.

 

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS
A quiet hotel room.
Shabby furniture.
A dim light glows from
the bedside lamp.
A high-pitched sound
pierces the stale air.
The T.V. turns on.
A clown’s face appears.
He stares at you and says,
“Why are you...

 

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS

A quiet hotel room.

Shabby furniture.

A dim light glows from

the bedside lamp.

A high-pitched sound

pierces the stale air.

The T.V. turns on.

A clown’s face appears.

He stares at you and says,

“Why are you here?

How dare you enter my room.

If you don’t leave right away,

I will have to kill you.”

His hand reaches through the screen.

His body emerges.

He stands on the worn carpet.

You are no longer alone.

 

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

NEVER SLEEP

 

 

They never sleep.

They walk the nights.

They roam into your bedrooms

and your nightmares.

They haunt the hotel,

where the wealthy play.

They take from the best

to assuage their needs.

They never sleep.

They walk the nights.

They hide in their mansions

from the Oasis sunshine.

Dark shadows roam

the streets of our town.

They never sleep.

They walk the nights.

THE DEAD GAME