Showing posts with label deserted carnival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deserted carnival. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

LOST AT A CARNIVAL





I’m lost at a carnival,
A carnival of nightmares.
A clown leers at me.
The knife-thrower aims
But misses.
I run into a tent.
Mirrors surround me,
Distorting my reflection.
I flee into the darkness,
Crashing through a mirror.
Glass rains on me.
I’m in a dark room.
The floor spins.
I grab for the walls.
They are wet and shiny.
There’s no way out.
The floor bottoms out,
And I’m falling.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

Monday, August 18, 2014

PULSING, POUNDING...



Your heart is pounding.
You feel your pulse racing.
What is that in the tunnel before you?
Is it a gigantic flower or a trap?
A trap like so many others in
this house of horrors.
Why did I agree to attend this
party at End House?
So far, all I’ve seen are traps
and revolving rooms.
Now illusions are stalking us.
Chasing us further down into the
dark depths of this deserted house.
How do we get out of here?
Are there any doors in the basement?
Wait!!
What’s that?
Oh no! It’s too late for all of us!

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP
Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

TRAPPED IN A NIGHTMARE!

staggerlee13367:
Psycho Clown Collab by Firrea

TRAPPED IN A NIGHTMARE
I’m trapped in a nightmare.
Clowns are chasing me.
The knife-thrower swings at me
with his shiny blades.
Where should I run?
There’s a colorful tent!
This must be a carnival.
Oh no!
This tent is full of mirrors,
reflecting back at me
distorted images of myself.
Someone just pushed me!
I’m falling through a mirror—down
a long tunnel with hands reaching for me.
I’ve landed in the basement of End House!
I can never escape this house-- 
even in my dreams.

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

A HORROR STORY





blackwallflower:
avelandthesea:
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
A great setting for a murder mystery.
A dead body found…
Let’s think of a good spot.
A body found in the jaws
of the alligator statue.
The police look for clues.
The officer steps into the fun house.
Little does he know,
but the fun house doesn’t have a floor.
He steps in and falls into a deep ditch.
One down.
The next officer checks the top
of the long slide.
He feels himself being pushed
down the colorful slide and
his head hits the bottom with a bang.
Another down.
The last officer tries to start the Ferris Wheel
and guess what?
He’s electrocuted for his efforts.
The murderer chuckles and shuffles
off his merry way.
He didn’t even need the clown costume.