THE CHESHIRE CAT

 

TEA PARTY
Join my tea party.
Don’t be afraid to drink the tea.
It isn’t poisoned.
I promise.
Don’t you trust the Cheshire Cat?
I wouldn’t either.
Meow.

THE NEWS

The news can be deadly.

It can be lethal.

Dangerous to your health.

A fire never quenched.

FLEETING

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

It is memorable.

It can be fleeting.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

Keep them wide open.

Dangers lurk everywhere.

Poof!

A life is gone.

Is it yours?

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

THE DEAD GAME

TWEET AWAY

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“The Dead are coming,”

the bird tweets.

“The Dead are coming.

We must fly from the shore.

It’s not safe anymore.”

THE DEAD GAME 

Goodbye to Oasis

THE DEAD GAME – Goodbye to Oasis

Waves crashing to shore.
I can’t take much more.
Water hitting my face.
I can’t keep this fast pace.

Creatures at my back.
My world turns to black.
Fear fills me with dread.
It’s the walking dead.

I flee the streets of town,
Sidewalks a muddy brown.
The horrors follow me,
Nowhere safe left for me.

I can see the church’s tower.
It used to be the town’s power.
Now it stands defeated and dark.
I must cut through the shadowed park.

What future is there for this town?
Everything is upside down.
The Dead have come for us at last.
We will soon be part of the past.

THE DEAD GAME

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DARKNESS DESCENDS

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by Marcel Huijser

Darkness descends this night.

Slithering through the grass,

It prepares for the fight.

A fight to the death for some,

For others a fight for what’s right.

The town waits with bated breath,

The sides position for the fight.

The evil one leads the way,

A greater force held at bay.

He walks into the clearing,

Soon others will join the fray.

He has come for me this night,

A shadowy form flits by.

It takes on his dreaded form,

Scooping me up to the sky.

We fly high above it all,

Rooftops passing in a rush.

I soon find myself falling

And landing in the thick brush.

I wake up in my own bed,

Happy I’m alive and free.

I fear for the dreaded night

When Wolf does come for me.

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THEY’RE HERE TO STAY

Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand.
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem–all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

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TOUCH THE RAINBOW

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TOUCH THE RAINBOW

I take the winding path shaded in red

instead of hiding in my comfy bed.

The road widens and narrows its scope

as it weaves away from any hope.

Blood red threatens the night sky

as laughter follows up high.

Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet

as I walk the road of shame and defeat.

Why cannot life take the high road?

I ask if I may be so bold.

Up ahead I see a bright light

as I rise up with all my might.

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues, I hope to find.

A PUFF OF SMOKE

A puff of smoke.

A flicker of light.

Life is sweet.

Life is memorable.

Life is short.

Life is fleeting.

Gone in a puff of smoke.

Don’t close your eyes.

Keep them wide open.

Dangers are lurking everywhere.

Poof!

A life is gone.

Is it yours?

Only THE DEAD

have the power.

Only THE DEAD

hold the cure.

Only THE DEAD

know who’s next.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE DEAD ARE HERE TO STAY

Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand,
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem, all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

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THE END IS NEAR

 

A lamp post stands

in the forest.

Deserted woods

except for mist. 

A wolf howls

in the distance.

A cold breeze hits me.

Is this a nightmare?

The rocks beneath my bare feet

feel hard and pointy.

Why am I barefooted?

And why am I dressed in

a nightgown?

A light flickers

in the lamp post.

I might not be alone.

I should run.

I can’t.

The end is near.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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