NO SURVIVORS

They fly through the trees.
Over the deadly mist.
Landing in the forest.
Where no man walks.
No light penetrates.
No laughter follows.
The realm of The Dead.
Their nightly playground.
Games with no survivors.
THE DEAD...

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They fly through the trees.

Over the deadly mist.

Landing in the forest.

Where no man walks.

No light penetrates.

No laughter follows.

The realm of The Dead.

Their nightly playground.

Games with no survivors.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

FLORIDA WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

Florida never be same

 

The Dead have taken over.
It’s now time to take cover.
No one can hear
Our screams of fear.

When the clock strikes midnight
We prepare to take flight.
The elders can’t save us anymore.
Very soon blood and guts will pour.

Our paradise is no more.
There’s nothing left to live for
Unless we stand up and fight
With all our hearts and might.

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

beach scene

 

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.
Danger for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They did not come to play.


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WALK IN SHADOW

WALK IN SHADOW
He walks in shadow.
Blending with the night.
Stalking his victims.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the...

 

WALK IN SHADOW

He walks in shadow.

Blending with the night.

Stalking his victims.

Lighter than air.

Floating in the mist.

Never seen.

Never caught.

Leaving death behind.

Come out to the light.

I know you can’t.

I know what you are.

Creature of the night.

Come to me.

Your time on earth will soon end.

Come out of the shadows.

And face me.

All will know what you are.

The leader of The Dead.

Your time is at an end.

THE DEAD GAME

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SEEK SHELTER

The sky rumbles its pain.
The clouds shout out in vain.
The water bubbles hot.
It won’t forget you not.
Run from the hot flames of hail.
Try to hide to no avail.
Seek shelter from the storm.
This will be the new norm.
The Dead now run the town.
Chin...

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The sky rumbles its pain.

The clouds shout out in vain.

The water bubbles hot.

It won’t forget you not. 

Run from the hot flames of hail.

Try to hide to no avail.

Seek shelter from the storm.

This will be the new norm.

The Dead now run the town.

Chin up and dare not frown.

We must bow to their favor.

While we wait for our Savior.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

THE WONDERFUL SEA

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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...

 

heyem chandler:

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

 

BURNING HOT

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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...

 

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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

 

 

HE’S BACK

I hear the birds in the trees,
Singing in the warm breeze.
They know who will soon come
To the beat of the drum.
Wolf is back in book two.
He can be me or you.
In another body,
He will be somebody
We all know from book one.
He’ll still be The Dead...

 

 

I hear the birds in the trees,

Singing in the warm breeze.

They know who will soon come

To the beat of the drum.

Wolf is back in book two.

He can be me or you.

In another body,

He will be somebody

We all know from book one.

He’ll still be The Dead one.

Come and join us in the game.

I promise it won’t be lame. 

THE DEAD GAME

 

DARKNESS ROLLS IN

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Dark skies are moving in.
The town is dark as sin.
Rumbling fills the humid air,
And The Dead will soon be here.
Hail begins to fall,
Big as a baseball.
Lightning joins the hot fray.
I’m not going to...

 

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Dark skies are moving in.

The town is dark as sin.

Rumbling fills the humid air,

And The Dead will soon be here.

Hail begins to fall,

Big as a baseball.

Lightning joins the hot fray.

I’m not going to stay.

We must escape this night

Before we lose the fight.

Wolf has come for me.

I’m as afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME

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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