YELLOW NIGHTMARE

Sunflowers face off.

They’ve come alive.

Invade my dreams.

Star in my nightmares.

Green arms to strike.

Yellow faces too grim.

A field behind each.

Ready for the battle ahead.

THE DEAD GAME

FIELD OF BLUE

by: (Antonio Carrillo)

In the field of blue

I will roam.

In the ocean of flowers

I will be free.

In the sunshine

I will soar.

In this world

I will be happy.

Yes.

I will.

LOST IN A SEA OF FLOWERS

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I want to walk through a meadow of flowers,

breathing in the sweet taunting fragrance.

I want to let my hair down to fly free

as the warm breeze tickles my hot skin.

I want to lie down on the soft yellow pillows,

my face to the sun looking down from above.

I want to be lost in the sea of flowers,

Where no one will ever find me again.

 

DARK BLUE SEA

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Sinking into the grass.

Into a dark blue sea.

I’m having a blast.

Orange all around me.

A NIGHTMARE BECOMES HELL

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Lost in a field of daisies.

Falling between the stalks.

Covered by their leaves.

Pulled down by their roots.

Darkness succumbs me.

Dirt envelopes me.

Illusion becomes reality.

A nightmare becomes hell.

No way out for me.

Only daisies and more daisies.

THE DEAD love their games.

THE DEAD GAME

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OASIS IN GREY

Through a field of flowers.

Pink petals in my hair.

Follow the babbling brook.

At the mountains I stare.

Green grass for carpeting.

Wisps of clouds circle me.

White snow caps the mountains.

Grey rocks all I can see.

Oasis in the grey.

A mirage that can’t be.

How do flowers grow here?

An illusion for me.

DAISIES EVERYWHERE

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A field of daisies taunt me.

Haunt my dreams every night.

So tall and thick I can’t see.

Cloying me with their sweet breath.

I’m always alone in this field.

Big daisies everywhere I look.

Facing me with their silly grins.

Thank god this is only a book.

THE DEAD GAME

A BLUE HAZE

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Texas Bluebonnets Beautiful gorgeous pretty flowers

Walking in a field of Bluebonnets.
Everything is blue.
And blurry.
Blue everywhere.
Filling my nostrils
with their sweet fragrance.
Starting to feel drowsy.
Sleepy.
Eyelids growing heavy.
Maybe I’ll lie down for awhile.
Not so comfortable.
Stems are pointy.
But I’m still drifting away.
Somewhere over the rainbow…

TRICK OF THE NIGHT

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Night stretches long and silent.
The wind is blowing outside.
Can’t sleep.
Can’t close my eyes.
My eyes can’t stop watching
the dark shadows on the walls.
Shadows that move and sway
with the growing wind.
What is making these shadows?
What is outside my window?
I peek out and see flying branches
and leaves that
take on eerie shapes.
Some resemble bats, while others
take on the form of birds.
One minute they’re here, and the next,
they’re gone.
Should I be afraid?
Should I hide in my room?
Or should I venture outside
to check out the strange shadows?
Maybe I’ll close my eyes and try
to fall asleep.
My imagination could have been working over-time.
But wait! A dark figure is at my window, trying
to get inside. Is it human? It has no face.
Only a shadow in the wind.
So many shadows in the wind.

HELL BENT

Daisies can appear happy,
lifting their faces to the bright sun.
A circle of color around
their dark faces.
Blowing in the breeze, while
sharing their soft fragrance.
But what if a field of daisies was to turn deadly?
Stampeding their poor victim to death.
Could this possibly happen?
It can if you happen to live in Oasis, Florida.
The Dead can hide in mysterious places.
THE DEAD GAME
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