THE PERFECT WAVE

 

Welcome to Oasis, Florida.

Where sunlight glistens

on the pink sand.

Money flows like water 

at the Oasis Hotel.

Tourists search

for the perfect paradise.

The perfect wave.

The perfect partner.

The perfect party.

They will find all of this

and much more.

THE DEAD GAME

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AN ISLAND ESCAPE

Take me away from a world without color,
A world where life is dull and grey.
I want to swim through the ocean’s waves,
Where rainbows can frolic and play.

The sun’s rays shimmer off the water,
Leaving trails of gold, yellow, and red.
Beacons of light for me to follow,
To a new land where to lay my head.

I fly through the rolling waves,
Touching down on a spot of land.
I am lifted by arms of fountains
And laid to rest on the pink sand.

Turtles scurry away from my hand.  
Birds fly around as they have fun.
The waves recede in their farewell dance,
Leaving me alone in the sun.

Who lives on this small island?
It’s time for me to explore.
A hut of branches in a tree.
I must see if there is more. 

The steps are pretty steep,
I climb and step inside.
The room is small and dark.
Who knows what it may hide?

I hear footsteps from the room beyond.
They’re coming closer to where I hide.
It’s too late to run for the door,
I must face whoever is inside.

Todd saunters into the room.
Candles and two places set.
He throws me a big grin,
As if I am his prized pet.

We both wait in silence.
Todd slowly moves toward me.
“I hope you like my surprise.”
I feel as cold as can be. 

I don’t like surprises.
Especially from him.
He keeps me at arm’s length,
Not letting me in.

I lower my eyes
From the fire in his eyes.
They’re consuming me alive,
I’m burning up from his lies.

Todd makes an abrupt movement.
He strides across the room.
He kisses me with great passion
Under the blood red moon.


THE DEAD GAME

MUSIC OF THE DEEP

 

 

MUSIC OF THE DEEP

Colors of the rainbow swirl by,

Swimming free to the beat of their own.

A harmony of  movement

Following the slow tempo of the deep.

Cover me with your cold arms,

A baby blanket of softness.

Take me down under your waves,

Where the world glows a bluish green.

Into the deep darkness,

Where a silent cocoon awaits me.

 

 

A FENCE

 

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A fence for protection

To keep out the raging storm.

We will be safe and dry.

This has gone beyond the norm.

 

Faces raised in fury,

The waves reach a new height.

They attempt to break through.

They fight with all their might.

 

We will stay for the duration.

We refuse to flee our homes.

Out come the flashlights,

We’ve lost our lights and phones.

 

This storm won’t defeat us.

The next one won’t either.

We stick together as one

Until the day is won.

 

 

 

 

THE DARK FOE

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Night drifts closer.

Black replaces blue.

Clouds fall slowly.

A dark day for you.

 

Grey clouds soak the pink.

The waves hit the shore.

I know what you think.

You can’t take much more.

 

Truth is hard to bear.

Our town lost its glow.

Nightwalkers are here.

Lost to the dark foe.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

THE WAVES

Sentries

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THE WAVES

Lined up like sentries.

Shoulder to shoulder.

Eying the shore.

Storm at their backs.

Wind at their sides.

Sun setting above.

Sea ripples below.

Sky darkens.

Clouds rush in.

Birds flee.

Skies open up.

Water rains down.

Quiet reigns supreme.

They quicken their tempo.

Winds pick up their speed.

They hit the sand with force.

A line of soldiers.

Shoulder to shoulder.

As one.

AN ISLAND ESCAPE

An Island Escape

Take me away from a world without color,
A world where life is dull and grey.
I want to swim through the ocean’s waves,
Where rainbows can frolic and play.

The sun’s rays shimmer off the water,
Leaving trails of gold, yellow, and red.
Beacons of light for me to follow,
To a new land where to lay my head.

I fly through the rolling waves,
Touching down on a spot of land.
I am lifted by arms of fountains
And laid to rest on the pink sand.

Turtles scurry away from my hand.
Birds fly around as they have fun.
The waves recede in their farewell dance,
Leaving me alone in the sun.

Who lives on this small island?
It’s time for me to explore.
A hut of branches in a tree.
I must see if there is more.

The steps are pretty steep,
I climb and step inside.
The room is small and dark.
Who knows what it may hide?

I hear footsteps from the room beyond.
They’re coming closer to where I hide.
It’s too late to run for the door,
I must face whoever is inside.

He saunters into the room.
Candles and two places set.
He throws me a big grin,
As if I am his prized pet.

We both wait in silence.
He slowly moves toward me.
“I hope you like my surprise.”
I feel as cold as can be.

I don’t like surprises.
Especially from him.
He keeps me at arm’s​ length,
Not letting me in.

I lower my eyes
From the fire in his eyes.
They’re consuming me alive,
I’m burning up from his lies.

He makes an abrupt movement.
He strides across the room.
He kisses me with great passion
Under the blood red moon.

GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

Inky Waves

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GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

The world is changing.

Forests are dying.

Animals are becoming extinct.

Nature has taken control.

Days are warmer.

Rain falls harder.

Earthquakes rock the planet.

Hurricanes bring the winds.

Ocean waves dance to the deadly tune.

Bow to our new foe, Mother Nature.

Crime does its share,

But nature cleans the slate.

Towns and cities topple

Beneath the rubble.

The salt water hits my face

As I watch the waves rise.

I wait for the beautiful sight

To turn deadly and reckless.

The laps at the shore

Become heavy slaps.

Rocks and debris are

Thrown to the wind.

Soon I am drenched.

The ocean has come ashore

To wreck havoc on our lives.

My eyes tear as I search for

the ocean’s lost beauty.

I search for the camaraderie of

My old friend who’d soothed my fears.

My friend is long gone.

All is gone.

And so will we.