GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

 

 

We are coming to a town near you.

We walk the nights.

When morning comes,

we’re gone but not forgotten.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

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Wait for the night

To darken the sky

In deep shades of red,

To purples fading to black.

Silence follows on gossamer wings

To quiet the uneasy heartbeats

Sleeping in quiet bedrooms,

To soothe the roaming beasts.

Wait for the night

To bring a dark veil on activities

In a network of black lace,

To unfurl the dark shadows.

Silence is here

And so is the night.

THEY’RE HERE

Can you see The Dead? Shadows walk the town while all are in bed. HIde in your home and turn a blind eye while The Dead roam. Bloodsuckers by night. They walk among us. Don’t need to take fright. We watch for their approach. We will raise the...

 

 

Can you see The Dead?

Shadows walk the town

while all are in bed.

 

HIde in your home

and turn a blind eye

while The Dead roam.

 

Bloodsuckers by night.

They walk among us.

No need to take fright.

 

We watch for their approach.

We will raise the alarm.

And no fear of a hoax.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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AN UNWELCOME SURPRISE

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AN UNWELCOME SURPRISE

 

Lights sparkle like stars on the walls.

Spots of color guide my journey.

Past closed doors, I walk,

my head lowered, my steps slow.

I feel my way along the walls,

the lights warm beneath my fingertips.

A cold wind hits the back of my neck.

I turn to the dark corridor before me.

Dark shadows twist into shapes,

and an arm beckons to me.

Heart pounding in a tempo

matching my chattering teeth,

I stand frozen against the wall.

A knob hits me in the back.

My arm reaches behind, and I twist the knob.

I step back into the room.

The door shuts in my face.

I turn around.

Water flows beneath my feet.

An azure sky surrounds me.

I walk forward.

The scene fades to black.

A brisk cold wind replaces the warmth.

In the distance walks a woman wearing

a yellow raincoat and black rubber boots.

She approaches me with an ax in one hand

and a black garbage bag in the other.

I back against the door, jiggling the knob.

Locked.

She stands before me and smiles.

I lift my eyes to eyes shimmering blood red.

“Would you like to fill this bag for me?”

She raises the empty black bag.

I swallow the lump in my throat

and shake my head.

Dots of lights shoot before my eyes.

The room swims.

I shut my eyes

and fall to the ground.

FADE TO BLACK

 

 

 

The sky fades to black.

The Dead have come back.

The moon turns its head from me

as the soft ground swallows me.

The dark surrounds me.

Long arms grab at me.

The end might be near,

but I’m without fear.

Wolf is here for me.

He won’t set me free.

I’ll become one with the night.

I won’t go down without a fight.

🌹PREY FOR THE DEAD 🌹

THE END IS HERE

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I can see in the dark night.

I can see a deadly fight.

The small town is about to fall.

No one will be left here at all.

More shadows come to the town.

One is wearing a gold crown.

The trade winds grow in force.

I’ll meow till I’m hoarse.

Bells ring around us.

I won’t make a fuss.

Time has come to an end.

To The Dead, I won’t bend.

THE DEAD GAME

DEATH COMES TO TOWN

I look out the window and what do I see? A storm growing in force and coming for me. Death comes to town. It has its own name. The one that I know is called The Dead Game. THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

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I gaze from my window

and what do I see?

A storm growing in force

and coming for me.

Death comes to town.

It has its own name.

The one that I know

is called The Dead Game.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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