A more beautiful place cannot be,
It faces the waves of the dark sea.
White sand and quiet beaches galore,
You can’t ask for anything more.
Life is perfect as can be.
Come and frolic with me.
Tourists visit from far and wide.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
Beware when The Dead descend.
We can no longer pretend
This is a perfect place to be
As The Dead rise up from the sea.
Darkness brings flying creatures and death.
Beware that this won’t be your last breath.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
Come with me to the pool by the sea.
Oasis is the best place to be.
Relax by the pool or sit at the bar.
Tourists visit this place from near and far.
I think I’ll take a dip in the pool.
I am definitely not a fool.
I’d never pass up a chance for fun
Or a tan in the Florida sun.
Wait. Come and look over here.
I found a book on the chair.
A small town is a beautiful place.
I see the stunned look on your face.
Oasis Hotel resembles this one.
But it isn’t always fun in the sun.
It is a haven for The Dead.
Is the heat going to your head?
The sky is turning cloudy and dark.
I can see shadows over the park.
What’s that standing behind you?
It’s not one shadow but two.
More shadows are coming ashore.
I’m not going to wait for more.
Our destiny seems to be in this book.
I’m leaving now without a second look.
THE DEAD GAME
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Take the road to the Oasis Hotel,
Lined with trees shedding their pink petals.
A bright and sunny road
Filled with wishes & dreams.
No worries or despairs
Until the night.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
Darkness brings a pall to town.
I turn around with a frown.
Soft footsteps echo on the street,
I know whom I’m destined to meet.
I should have listened to my heart’s song,
Listened to reason and right from wrong.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
When the music plays,
and your body sways,
let my arms hold you,
and my body spoons you.
We’ll sashay to our own beat
and let the town fall at our feet.
As the demons fall from grace,
this remains our special place.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
Tourists disappear
in the humid air.
The night hides their cries
as they’re gone before our eyes.
THE DEAD GAME
Can you feel it?
Can you sense it?
The rage.
The fury.
THE DEAD are coming.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
PREY FOR THE DEAD
by Susanne Leist
The Florida coast is beautifully evoked by water that ‘shimmered in alternating shades of azure and cerulean blue’ and ‘the scent of zinnias and lavender’ that ‘permeated the gentle wind.'”–Kirkus Reviews
The waves echo your name.
The flowers carry your scent.
The breeze whispers your secret.
Your destiny awaits.
THE DEAD GAME
Passions burn hot in Florida
as sizzling as a summer day
beneath the scorching sun.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
by Susanne Leist
