REGRETS

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As I fade away,

I think of days gone by.

As I crumble to sand,

I remember the past.

As I shrivel to nothing,

I regret what I’ve done.

But most of all,

I regret what I haven’t.

NEED TO GET AWAY?

Come to our shore.

There are demons

and much more.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES 

A FORCE

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Waves hit the rocks

with frozen blocks.

They plow through the sand,

sharp claws in their hand.

They ravage the shore,

coming back for more.

A battle with no end.

A force we cannot bend.

RED IN ITS ANGER

The storm approaches the shore.

A spray of water hits my face.

The salty breeze lifts tendrils of hair.

Palm trees sway and bend.

The sand ripples

from the increasing wind.

Birds flee for safety.

Waves crash against the rocks.

The sky darkens to red in its anger,

raining tears across the land and sea.

When will it end?

Once the sky calms,

the sun will shine.

The birds will return.

The tantrum will be over.

WELCOME TO PARADISE

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I WALK

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Purple sprays my face.

Orange blinds my eyes.

Ice coats my toes.

Salt whips my hair.

I shut my eyes and walk.

My heels dig into the wet sand.

I move deeper into the water.

Waves attack my shivering body.

I waver for a moment.

Then I continue my journey.

I slit my eyes open.

The sky burns red.

The sun has lowered its face.

I stand in icy water in muted colors of amber.

Time to return to the shore.

Or not.

I continue to walk.

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

Puffy clouds appear far and few

In the aqua sky so brand new.

I sink deeper into the white sand,

My heart beating like a marching band.

If I close my eyes tight,

will I see paradise this night?

It takes me back to the time

When everything had been fine.

Fantasy, I beseech thee.

Return me so I can roam free.

Take me back to the shore.

Where I’d been happy before.

PINK SAND

The pink sand feels so soft.

Keeps my spirits aloft.

The water is clear and blue.

I want to enjoy that too.

As the sun brightens the day,

All I want to do is play.

ANCHORS IN THE WIND

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Calm blue waters.

Pink sand.

Palm trees wave in the sea breeze.

A burst of wind lifts the palm trees.

From their roots, they fly.

From their anchors in the sand.

A puff of wind

and they’re gone.

OASIS, FLORIDA

Welcome to Oasis, Florida.

The grass is greener.

The ocean is bluer.

The vampires are deadlier.

PREY FOR THE DEAD 

Sunshine warms the tourists.

Moonlight cools their dead bodies.

The Dead love an audience.

Don’t give them one.

A VACATION PARADISE

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I walk the beach,

swim the blue ocean,

and stroll the picturesque town.

Sea breezes cool the night air.

Music drifts from the mansions

in the forest behind the town.

This is Oasis,

Florida’s vacation paradise.

THE DEAD GAME

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A TWIST IN TIME

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Looking through Partition Arch in Arches National Park

From here I can see

the wonderful sea.

I step through the door.

I stand at the shore.

Sand at my bare feet.

The sun shining heat.

But the sun soon leaves,

and the ocean heaves.

Sharp hail hits my face.

Men sprint in a race.

They shout for me to move.

I follow their quick groove.

Time has come to a standstill.

It’s time to leave this landfill.

REGRETS, I HAVE A FEW

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As I fade away,

I think of days gone by.

As I crumble to sand,

I remember the past.

As I shrivel to nothing,

I regret what I’ve done.

But most of all,

I regret what I haven’t.