Sunday, May 10, 2015

GAZEBO IN THE DARK



GAZEBO IN THE DARK


The thick darkness surrounds me from all sides.  
The storm is brewing with the rising tides.
Up ahead is the gazebo in the clearing.
I do not like the sound of the wind I’m hearing.  
Tonight it is deserted and eerie.
 I wonder if anyone will see me.  
There are candles lit inside.  
There won’t be a place to hide.
I’m being pulled into the light.
I refuse to give up my fight.  
A noose is hanging up above for me.  
Soon I’ll be bait for the fish in the sea.

THE DEAD GAME

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