SEND IN THE CLOWNS

Daniel Merriam

I open my eyes.

I see circus men.

Why are they in my bedroom?

Soft laughter fills the room.

Clowns are waving knives at me.

I need to escape.

I can’t.

I’m tied to my bed.

They’re coming closer.

The laughter is getting louder.

I close my eyes.

All is quiet.

My eyes open.

The room is dark.

And empty.

I glance over at my chair.

A red balloon is tied to it.

Floating in the air.

Oh no.

LOST AT A CARNIVAL

LOST AT A CARNIVAL


Linda is lost at a carnival.
A carnival of her nightmares.
A clown is leering at her.
The knife-thrower is throwing knives
At her but keeps missing.
She runs into a tent.
Mirrors surround her,
Distorting her reflection.
She runs farther into the darkness,
Crashing through a mirror,
Finally landing in a pitch black room.
The floor begins to spin…
She tries to grab hold of the walls.
They are wet and shiny.
But there’s no way out.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj
myBook.to/TheDeadGame

INNOCENCE

INNOCENCE

Innocent.
Alone.
Happy.
Content.
Until…
Until the footsteps.
Drop those balloons
And run…

DO YOU SEE A CARNIVAL?

cuprikorn:i want that lemon by laurenmarek on Flickr.

DO YOU SEE A CARNIVAL?

A day of fun for all.
Follow the bouncing ball.
Past booths of games.
To the house of mirrors.
Inside, you’ll find me.
A clown of your nightmares.
Ready to take you on a tour.
That will lead to endless games.
And endless horrors.
This isn’t a carnival.
But a voyage into your nightmares.
Buckle up.
Enjoy the ride.

FUN AND GAMES

A carnival.
A carousel.
Fun.
Games.
Balloons.
Laughter.
Cotton candy.
All good.
Right?
Not in Oasis, Florida.
Beneath the gaiety,
lies an evil.
An evil so dark
that nightmares are born.
Borne by the innocent
residents and tourists.
Can you feel it?
Can you hear it?
The coldness.
The evil laughter.
Come and join the fun.
THE DEAD accept one and all.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP
Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

SEND IN THE CLOWNS

quoadhoc:

Daniel Merriam

I open my eyes.
I see weird creatures.
The man in the moon
and circus men.
Why are they in my room?
Have they come to entertain me?
Or maybe to kill me?
I hear laughter.
Hysterical laughter surrounding
me from all corners of the room.
The circus men are clowns, who
are waving sharp knives at me.
I need to escape!
I can’t!
I’m tied down to my bed.
They’re coming closer to the bed.
The laughter is getting louder.
I close my eyes.
I hear quiet.
I open my eyes.
The room is dark.
It looks to be empty.
I glance over at my chair in the corner.
There’s a red balloon tied to it,
floating in the air.
Oh no!

HELLO THERE!

Hello there!
I’m here for you.
Yes, you.
I’m looking at you.
Come with me.
To the carnival.
There will be games, knife-throwers, and
balloons—loads of balloons.
Just walk through the door.
It’s all waiting for you.
The door will open
a whole new world for you.
But you might be stuck here—forever!
Come and play with me!
The Dead love their games.

THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist
http://barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=2940148410881

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thedeadgameblog:

I was looking through pictures online to find one
that would cheer me up on such a dreary day.
Look what I found!
An elephant with its baby made to look like a circus.
A circus can be fun with balloons and lights.
Don’t forget the elephants and tigers.
A circus can also be scary.
There are clowns and men throwing knives.
That’s it!
My mind has drifted to the creepy again.
I guess that’s why my book contains a scene
in a circus, where someone is being chased by
clowns and knife-throwers.
The character doesn’t know if she’s in a nightmare or actually
running for her life through a maze of mirrors.
You can’t teach an animal new tricks—in this case me.
A circus will always be a frightful place for me, and my
dark thoughts will always lead me there.

RANDOM MUSINGS ON A SUNDAY MORNING

YOU CAN’T SEE ME.
CAN YOU?
(Source: zoombies-ate-my-neighbors)

• via I am leaving but the fighter still remains.
• Jan 19
• 5624
• owl hide camouflage tree night bird

biomorphosis:

A cute little Red Fox.

NOW I’M IN LOVE.
HE LOOKS TIRED
AS IF SOMEONE WAS CHASING HIM.
WHY WOULD ANYONE CHASE A FOX?

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I’M HAPPY THAT I’M NOT THE BALLOON.

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ebnother:
TEARS OR RAINDROPS?
MAYBE THEY ARE THE SAME.

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simply-beautiful-world:

❥‿↗⁀simply-beautiful-world

I WANT TO BE HERE.
MAYBE ONE DAY.

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simply-beautiful-world:
SUNLIGHT HIGHLIGHTS THIS ONE SPOT.
WHY IS THIS SPOT SO SPECIAL?
DOES IT HOLD SECRETS OR
MAYBE TREASURES?
OR IS IT SPECIAL BECAUSE IT IS YOURS ALONE?

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hiddlesbatchlove:
THE FORCE OF NATURE
WATER RUSHES IN.
BRINGING ITS PRECIOUS GIFTS TO SHORE.
WHAT ELSE LIES BENEATH THE
RAGING WATERS?
DO YOU DARE TO JUMP IN AND FIND OUT?
(Source: osteo-princess)

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simply-beautiful-world:

BIRDS OF A DIFFERENT FEATHER

FLOCK TOGETHER.

WHY IS THIS SO HARD FOR HUMANS?

(Source: araknesharem)

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Looking Up
Stereocolours

LOOK UP AT THE SKY.
LOOK AT ALL THE COLORS.
THE BLUE SKY,
THE AUTUMN LEAVES,
THE BRIGHT SUN.
ALL TOO BEAUTIFUL TO MISS.

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z0mbiecunt:

Foxy Photos | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

BAD HAIR DAY?

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flowersgardenlove:

Foxglove Beautiful

JUST LOOKING AT THIS
MAKES ME LONG FOR SPRING.

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SO SIMPLE, YET SO PRETTY.

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brutalgeneration:

Carvalho beach (by N+T*)

A nice quiet place to perchance dream.
Lie in the soft sand,
Gaze up at the bright sun,
Feel the soft sand beneath my fingers.
Oh no!
My mind wakes up.
It starts churning with weird ideas.
Is there a shadow from someone
Hiding behind that rock?
Or are those footsteps I hear in the sand
Approaching me from behind?
How do we turn off our minds and relax?
I guess some people just can’t.