THE SEA RUNS RED

At the end of the journey,

where the sea runs red,

the nights grow long,

dark shadows roam free,

and The Dead come to play.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

SILENCE REIGNS SUPREME

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds quicken their pace.

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

beneath his icy stare.

THE DEAD GAME

by Susanne Leist

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DEAD BY THE SEA

 

THE DEAD BY THE SEA

Come with me to the pool by the sea.
Oasis is the best place to be.
Relax by the pool or sit by the bar.
Tourists visit this place from near and far.

The sky turns cloudy and dark.
I see shadows by the park.
What’s that standing behind you?
It’s not one shadow but two.

Shadows come ashore.
I won’t wait for more.
Our destiny seems to be in this book.
I’m leaving now without a second look.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS

A house dark and bleak,

I can’t even speak.

Dark shadows glare at me,

Where clear windows should be.

Dare I venture inside?

I will swallow my pride.

I will cross the threshold,

Without being so bold.

A secret party is held inside.

Should I run or maybe hide?

Who’s the host of this feast,

Man or dangerous beast?

THE DEAD GAME

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SHADOWS FILL MY ROOM

 

Shadows fill my room.

I’m going to swoon.

It looks like a woman.

But not at all human.

The town is scary.

It’s getting hairy.

Florida isn’t all fun.

Not a walk in the hot sun.

THE DEAD GAME

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A DARK STORY

I’ll read you a story.

It might be too gory

for you to understand,

but I’ll give you a hand.

A blight falls on a town

that will cause you to frown.

A place of evil creatures

with dark and creepy features.

Dark shadows walk the night,

giving tourists a fright.

Florida is a scary place.

I will quicken this poem’s pace.

There’s no reason to fear.

The end is now near.

THE DEAD GAME

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DEAD SILENCE

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds quicken their pace.

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

THE DEAD GAME

DARK SHADE

 

The tree appears dark and looming.

It could use some proper grooming.

I want to take a walk between its legs,

growing tall from the ground as giant pegs.

By its rules, we must strictly abide.

Imagine the secrets it must hide.

Come walk with me in its dark shade.

Through the fallen leaves, we will wade.

A canopy of leaves above our heads

As we fall asleep on our leafy beds.

MY HEART’S SONG

Darkness brings a pall to town.

I turn around with a frown.

Soft footsteps echo on the street,

I know whom I’m destined to meet.

I should have listened to my heart’s song,

Listened to reason and right from wrong.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

THE SEA RUNS RED

At the end of the journey,

where the sea runs red,

the nights grow long,

dark shadows roam free,

and The Dead come to play.

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ALONE IN THE DARK

Source: slobbering  Who sits and waits in the darkness? There is no movement in the blackness. As still as a fox waiting to pounce, No hint of a ruffle or a flounce. A soft sigh can be heard in the air. Are those slithering snakes in her hair? Shadows shift through the circling dust As the walls trickle with blood or rust. The ghostly form stands tall to meet us. She can be the hostess to greet us. A deserted house this seems to be. She hovers over us like a tree. We stand alone in this bleak hall. There won’t be dancing at this ball. This was a silly lark. Then the candles go dark. Time to leave this creepy place. We must quicken our snail’s pace. But since this is a horror story, We will not be leaving with glory.

ANOTHER NIGHT

Source: softwaring

Take a seat in the park.

A shadow passes.

More shadows follow.

They circle a gazebo.

The shadows take form.

Humans in hooded robes.

A woman hangs from a noose.

They circle faster.

The wind follows in their wake.

Cries fill the night.

Then silence.

The gazebo stands empty.

Another night in Oasis, Florida.

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