ALL WILL BE GONE

The moon is distant.

The stars keep their distance.

Trees and grass retreat from sight.

The ice caps recede daily.

Soon they will be memories

of the destruction, we have wrought.

DARKNESS

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Alice Svane

The darkness approaches.

It encroaches.

We’re cocooned in its shell.

Hidden in its depths.

Lost in its silence.

I will close my shutters.

Shut my windows.

But it still enters.

I AM LOST

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Blackness calls.

It beckons.

Fingers grab me.

Teeth rip me.

Fish surround.

Cold depths.

Laughter rains.

A cold hell.

I am lost.

ICE COLD

The landscape is cold and bleak.

I’m beginning to feel weak.

Ice is melting in my shoes.

I’m getting the winter blues.

I can’t find my way from here.

I had thought the town was near.

I’ve been walking for days.

I’m in some kind of daze.

There’s a break in the rocks ahead.

I hope they don’t leave me for dead.

My friends have to come back to me.

Rocks and trees are all I can see.

My friends are in the park playing ball.

I didn’t have to be afraid at all.

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

I sink deeper with each footstep,

Bringing me closer to the blue.

The blue-green water sways

Beneath a blue sky so true.

A fantasy worth remembering.

A dream worth keeping.

Take me back to the shore,

I long for so much more.

My world is so bleak.

I can’t get to sleep.

I gaze at the soulless streets

And never fall asleep.

If I close my eyes tight,

I might see my paradise this night.

It will take me back to times

When everything was so fine.

GREY

Drab walk of life.

Day to day existence.

Dark shadows fading.

Grey becomes the norm.

One day becomes the next.

BLEAK

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The landscape is cold and bleak.

I’m beginning to feel weak.

Ice is melting in my shoes.

I’m getting the winter blues.

I can’t find my way out of here.

I had thought the town was so near.

I’ve been walking for days.

I’m in some kind of daze.

There’s a break in the rocks ahead.

I hope they didn’t leave me for dead.

My friends have to come back for me.

Rocks and trees are all I can see.

My friends are in the park playing ball.

I didn’t have to be afraid at all.

THE FUTURE

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What may the future hold?

A life bleak and so cold.

Buildings of concrete and stone.

Leafless trees of green foam.

Sunlight only a reflection.

Lighted sabers for protection.

A future hard to bear.

A future all too near.

STAND PINK

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In the bleak whiteness

I stand out.

In the freezing landscape

I burn hot.

In the colorless background

I am pink.

See me.

Touch me.

Love me.

WINTER BLUES

The landscape is cold and bleak.

I’m beginning to feel weak.

Ice is melting in my shoes.

I’m getting the winter blues.

I can’t find my way out of here.

I had thought the town was so near.

I’ve been walking for days.

I’m in some kind of daze.

There’s a break in the rocks ahead.

I hope they didn’t leave me for dead.

My friends have to come back for me.

Rocks and trees are all I can see.

My friends are in the park playing ball.

I didn’t have to be afraid at all.

Source:pagewoman

THE DEAD GAME --- 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

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN --- THE DEAD GAME --- PART 48

 


Black as night.
Dark as death.
The evil one has come
For me this night.

His eyes shine bright.
He sees me and more.
He walks the earth.
At night he's the lore.

I cannot run.
I cannot hide.
He knows my secrets.
He knows where I hide.

The roses are wilting.
They crumple in despair.
No colors to lighten their mood.
Only black as they tear.

He has no footsteps.
He walks with the wind.
His body whispers past me.
His fingers brush my face.

He has me in his arms.
We take fight with the stars.
The man in the moon winks.
He takes delight in this game.

I close my eyes in defeat.
Wolf has won yet again.
His cold lips crush mine
As I yield to his touch.



OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME 

RISE FOR ME

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RISE FOR ME

Will the sun rise today?
Colors of yellow and red.
Glowing inside to its own beat.
Shimmering with heat.
Ready to begin a new day.

Will you rise today?
Bringing light to the dismal world.
Breaking into the darkness.
Shattering the bleakness.
With your bright rays.

Will you rise today for me?
Please do.
For I need you.
I need your light.
Your soul.
Your heavenly body.
Please rise for me today.

THE OTHER SIDE WAITS FOR YOU

The other side waits for you.
And only you.
No one else will do.
You can run.
But you can’t hide.
It will follow you
until you accept
the inevitable.
Look at your reflection.
See it wither and fade away.
You will be gone.
From this world.
And stuck in the next.
What will you find there?
It’s a surprise.
Aren’t surprises supposed
to be good?
Maybe.
Maybe not.

THE DEAD GAME--DAY 38

     At the highest point on the mountain was Diane Rome’s circular house of green-tinted glass. As a world-famous sculptor, Diane created monumental sculptures in her home using a large range of materials that were delivered to her house. She was very sociable, and loved to travel the world for business and pleasure. She invited many of her friends and business acquaintances to the two large parties she hosted each year.

     The narrow road took a sudden dip downward before

the next house, before Hayden Hoyt’s dark house, reported to be filled to the brim with antiques. His passion for the old had first led him to collect antiquities and then later on to become a world-renowned art dealer. He never permitted potential buyers to visit his house, but sold through museums and other dealers. His house was almost hidden from sight by the thick foliage surrounding his property. To Todd, the house looked very bleak and foreboding, but he was still very curious to get a glimpse inside.