Showing posts with label dangerous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dangerous. Show all posts

Sunday, July 28, 2019

THE NEWS


The news can be deadly.
It can be lethal.
Dangerous to your health.
A fire never quenched.

The news can be deadly.
It can be lethal.
Dangerous to your health.
A fire never quenched.


Sunday, April 28, 2019

A GIFT



I have a gift for you.
For you and no one else.
It comes in a black bottle.
Elaborate script on the front.
Please accept my gift.
Close your eyes.
And open your mouth.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

THE NEWS



The news can be deadly.
It can be lethal.
Dangerous to your health.
A fire never quenched.

Monday, July 25, 2016

BURN

The news can be deadly.
It can be lethal.
Dangerous to your health.
A fire never quenched.


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Saturday, December 5, 2015

SPLIT SECOND DECISION




You’re driving down the road at a high speed,
listening to the squeal of your tires in protest.
Your tires are nearing the edge,
a steep drop to sharp rocks.
Is this what you want?
Is the adrenaline rush worth it?
You have a split second
to make the right decision.
What choice will you make?



Friday, October 23, 2015

THE DEAD GAME CONTINUES — PART 1

THE DEAD GAME CONTINUES — PART 1



I’m falling down a dark hole,  
Beneath the spot where End House had once stood.
I’ve reached the bottom of the rabbit hole.
Pea soup darkness envelopes me.

Shadowy forms are swaying in the distance.  
With the tunnel’s wall at my back,
I walk toward the strange objects.  
They look like lamps with brightly lit shades.

They aren’t lamps but tall mushrooms.  
Mushrooms in a variety of shapes and colors.  
A whole field of them,  
Sparkling far into the distance.

I could just imagine what Alice had felt  
About her Wonderland.  
Mine is too dark for my taste.  
But I must find the truth.

The mushrooms loom around me,  
Facing me with their iridescent spots and stripes.
A town lies up ahead,  
Pale lights flickering in the windows.

The town looks oddly familiar.  
The church is quaint and so are the stores.  
It’s my town, the town of Oasis.  
An underground town built to resemble the real town.

The stores are empty.  
The streets are deserted.  
Night is here without its blanket of stars
Or the protection of the moon.


I’ve found the beach but its sand is ice cold.  
The ocean is even colder.
No birds.  
No sea breeze.

He’s here.  
I knew he would be.  
“Linda, Welcome to my Oasis.  
Have you decided to join us?”

I step back.  
“No Wolf, I will never join you.  
Please let me go.
I don’t belong here with The Dead.”

His lips tighten as he moves closer.
He is not going to let me go.  
Ever.
I’m his prisoner.

Wolf watches my face.  
He sees my fear and my defeat.  
A small smile forms on his lips.
“My dear, our games have just begun.”

THE DEAD GAME CONTINUES — PART 1




Tuesday, February 17, 2015

COME TO ME



COME TO ME

The ocean shimmers.
Shades of blues and greens.
Soft ripples.
Lapping waves.
Reflecting the sun’s core.
Glistening.
But here she comes.
The ship to shore.
Too close to the rocks.
Stay clear of the sharp points.
Stay clear of the strong currents.
Come to me.
Come to me safely.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

I WILL SURVIVE



Water all around me.
On all sides.
Ice cold water.
Like a hand from below,
pulling me deeper.
Deep into the unknown.
Must hold on.
Hold on to life.
Waves pushing me away.
Away from the shore.
Away from life.
I will swim.
I will tread water.
I will keep my head
above the water.
I will survive.

Monday, July 28, 2014

A COUNTRY ROAD

alexmilsommedia:

A lonely country road.
Will it lead you to a peaceful place?
A place far from crowds of people.
A quiet place, where the only sounds
are the chirping of birds.
Will it be a straight road or one
with winding curves?
A road is like life.
It can be straight and easy,
or winding and dangerous.
Which would you prefer?
A little danger can make life
a bit more interesting.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

THE END


blackoutraven:

gennaio

Just when you think it’s safe
to step out from your bedroom.
When the howling and chanting
have finally subsided.
When all is quiet.
You put your foot down,
and then you realize that
all is not over.
THE END
blackoutraven:
gennaio
Just when you think it’s safe
to step out from your bedroom.
When the howling and chanting
have finally subsided.
When all is quiet.
You put your foot down,
and then you realize that
all is not over.
THE END

Friday, June 6, 2014

THE DEAD ARE RISING

THE DEAD ARE RISING UP

witchinqhour:    SHANA KEPT TURNING OVER  CARDS THAT REVEALED DEATH.  NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES  SHE DEALT HER HAND OF CARDS.  THE RESULTS WERE ALWAYS THE SAME.  THE DEAD GAME.
witchinqhour:
SHANA KEPT TURNING HER CARDS.
BUT THEY ALWAYS REVEALED DEATH.
NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES
SHE DEALT HER HAND OF CARDS.
THE RESULTS WERE ALWAYS THE SAME.
DEATH.
  • THE FULL MOON  WITH A FULL MOON,  COMES EVIL IN ITS  MANY FORMS.
WITH A FULL MOON,
COMES EVIL IN ITS
MANY FORMS.


THE DEAD BODY ON THE BEACH  THIS WAS THE FIRST BODY THAT  WAS FOUND IN OASIS.  IT WAS THE BEGINNING OF  A DARK TIME FOR THE TOWN.  NOT KNOWING WHO TO TRUST,  THEY TRUSTED NO ONE—  NOT EVEN EACH OTHER.  THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD BODY ON THE BEACH
THIS WAS THE FIRST BODY THAT
WAS FOUND IN OASIS.
IT WAS THE BEGINNING OF
A DARK TIME FOR THE TOWN.
NOT KNOWING WHO TO TRUST,
THEY TRUSTED NO ONE—
NOT EVEN EACH OTHER.


witchinqhour:  SHOULD WE CLIMB UP OR GO DOWN?  EITHER CHOICE ENDS UP WITH US DEAD.  MIGHT AS WELL ENJOY THE FESTIVITIES  WHEN WE CAN.  THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.
witchinqhour:

SHOULD WE CLIMB UP OR WALK DOWN?
EITHER CHOICE ENDS UP WITH US DEAD.
MIGHT AS WELL ENJOY THE FESTIVITIES
WHEN WE CAN.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.


SHOULD WE DANCE ALL NIGHT?  WE WILL DANCE AND DANCE  WHILE THE EVIL GATHERS AROUND US.  READY TO STRIKE AT ANY TIME.  END HOUSE AT OASIS

END HOUSE AT OASIS
SHOULD WE DANCE ALL NIGHT?
WE WILL DANCE AND DANCE
WHILE THE EVIL GATHERS AROUND US.
READY TO STRIKE AT ANY TIME.


jorgerocha78:    GLISTENING EVIL  EVIL CAN SPARKLE AT TIMES.  IT CAN DECEIVE AND MISDIRECT.  BE CAREFUL.
jorgerocha78:
GLISTENING EVIL
EVIL CAN SPARKLE AT TIMES.
IT CAN DECEIVE AND MISDIRECT.
BE CAREFUL.

THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist

Thursday, April 24, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 123



 Linda and her friend were on their way to the party at Diane's house. They didn't know what to expect. They didn't expect the armed security and the lit up property.

     The drive up the hill was slow: they had to follow a long line of cars and limousines making their way up the narrow country road. At the tall metal gates encircling Diane’s property, each car had to be checked by the guards on duty. Linda caught a glimpse of Diane’s glass house in the distance. It was lit up with bright lights sparkling throughout her property. The lights extended far into the distance, weaving through the many trees and bushes.
     At the front gate, uniformed men were inspecting everyone’s invitations. At Todd’s car, Shirley handed the officer her invitation.
     “It says here that the invitation is for only one person. Who are these other people?” asked the officer, looking into the carload of people.
     “These are my guests. Diane told me that I could bring guests,” Shirley replied.
    “I must verify this with the gate house. Please wait here,” ordered the officer before returning to the large gate house.
      All the officers were huge and muscular and looked to be very professional. The security seemed more appropriate for an important political event than for a plain dinner party. Linda didn’t like the look of things, and they hadn’t even entered the property yet.
      Todd jumped out of his car to speak with the officers on duty at the gate house. After some hushed conversation he returned to the car, informing them that they were cleared to enter. The huge gates swung open for them and he drove up the gravel road between the two lines of tall trees with glistening lights hanging from their low branches.
     “Why did they stop us? Why are they checking everyone?” Linda asked.
      “The sheriff just wants to make sure that everyone is safe at the party,” said Todd.
      “These are not the sheriff’s men, but private officers,” said Mike.
     “I know,” responded Todd.
     The four of them in the back seat glanced at each other
with worried looks, but they all remained silent.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

DEATH TO ALL


DEATH TO ALL


DEATH TO ALL

Can you see the future?
The future for you looks very bleak.
There’s death and blood to be had.
The Dead love to party.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

Can you see the future?
The future for you looks very bleak.
There’s death and blood to be had.
The Dead love to party.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

  • Are you missing something?
Maybe an eye?
The Dead take no prisoners.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
Are you missing something?
Maybe an eye?
The Dead take no prisoners.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

  • Time is passing!
We are getting older each day.
Time marches on and
we can’t do anything about it.
Help me!
Time is passing!
We are getting older each day.
Time marches on and
we can’t do anything about it.
Help me!


Come join us!
We love to party
and play games.
Don’t worry if the games
become dangerous,
because we are all dead.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

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Thursday, January 23, 2014

JOURNEY DOWN THE RAPIDS?



simply-beautiful-world:

headlikeanorange:
SHOULD WE TAKE THE JOURNEY
DOWN THE RAPIDS?
IS IT TOO DANGEROUS?
IS IT WORTH THE RISK?
WHAT IS REALLY WORTH THE RISK?
simply-beautiful-world:

SHOULD WE TAKE THE JOURNEY
DOWN THE RAPIDS?
IS IT TOO DANGEROUS?
IS IT WORTH THE RISK?
WHAT IS REALLY WORTH THE RISK?