WELCOME THE MORBID & CURIOUS

The cobblestones glisten

outside the dark cemetery.

Gravestones stand tall

in the heavy fog.

Moans sweep the winds

that rustle the lifeless trees.

A gate stands open

to welcome the curious.

Footsteps draw closer

to my hiding place.

A cloaked figure enters

the home of The Dead.

It enters a mausoleum

with an angel standing guard.

Goosebumps riddle my body

as I inch forward from my spot.

Dark shadows drift to the door

that the figure has left open.

I can’t stand the suspense any longer

and so I must follow their lead.

I must find the secret lair

of The Dead and gone.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

IN THE MIST

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At night he appears.

Coming from the sea.

A mist rising from below.

Has he come for me?

THE DEAD GAME

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THE JOURNEY

The mist follows close at my heels,

Relentless in its pursuit.

Roots poke through the ground.

Tree limbs grab at me.

The fog clears.

The forest ends.

I’ve reached the clearing.

He waits for me.

A black stallion is his ride.

I grab his extended arm.

He lifts me behind him.

We ride like the wind.

I sigh and turn my head.

A scream is lodged in my throat.

His face isn’t of my loved one

but a mask of death.

We ride like the wind

to the ends of the earth.

Hell’s gates shut behind us.

No one is knocking on its doors.

A SHIMMERING BLUE

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Haze covers the town,

but please do not frown.

Secrets are concealed.

The Dead are revealed.

We come in the fog.

The mist we don’t hog.

We’ll share it with you,

a shimmering blue.

The moon shines its glare

on those who come here.

Frolic in the night.

Just keep out of sight.

THE DEAD GAME

RISING FROM THE SEA

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At night he appears.

Coming from the sea.

A mist rising from below.

Is he here for me?

THE DEAD GAME

BLOOD MOON

BLOOD MOON 

The moon is a foreshadow
of things to come,
frightening things,
unhappy things.

Its red glow creeps through trees
to the remote town,
where all are asleep,
feeling safe in their beds.

Creep, Creep, Creep,
the red mist spreads,
down the streets
and into the homes.

The fog solidifies,
forming dark shadows.
Shadows of the night
that have come to play.

THE DEAD GAME

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HAZE

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Haze covers the town.

But please do not frown.

Secrets are concealed.

The Dead are revealed.

We come in the fog.

The mist we don’t hog.

We’ll share it with you.

A shimmering blue.

The moon shines its glare

On those who come here.

Frolic in the night.

Just keep in our sight.

THE DEAD GAME

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PUFFS OF PINK FOR ME

The fog yawns long and wide.

Flowers have given up the fight.

There is nowhere to hide

From grey’s terminal blight.

One tree withstands the night,

Growing to immense height.

No one else is in sight

to witness its lone fight.

Grey mist ends the day.

Some color I must see.

Hanging in the grey,

Soft puffs of pink for me.

BENEATH THE SILVER MOON

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The fog rolls in tonight.

Hold on to me real tight.

The moon is out to play.

The Dead are here to stay.

The stars twinkle and shine.

Soon you will be all mine.

Beneath the silver moon,

We’ll join as fork and spoon.

No one is in our way

As we frolic and play.

The moon is my witness.

I love you, my princess.

THE DEAD GAME

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BLURRY

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Blurry from the rain.

Fogging my window.

Pitter patter.

Rain drops falling.

I want to see the sun.

I want the fog lifted.

I want to see clearly again.

GONE IN THE MIST

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Gone in the mist.

Gone from this world.

Lost in a rainbow of colors.

Dead to us.

Alive for others.