MY SECRET

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.

I want to look at water & not towers.

Colors to brighten my day.

A place where birds come to play.

I walk to the end of the pier.

I gaze into the depths without fear.

I watch the fish swimming by,

Not monsters lurking nearby.

Allow time to pass slowly and be savored.

Whoever comes this way will be favored.

I think it’s only prudent and fair

To share my secret with those who care.

FRIDAY THE 13TH

Friday the 13th is here.

There is no need to fear.

Step into the manor.

Ignore any banter.

The party is for you,

only a select few.

I have a secret to tell,

one involving an old spell.

A witch cast her spell.

Our lives went to hell.

Beneath End House, we were banished.

Please wait, I know you must be famished.

Listen to my tale.

The bread won’t turn stale.

Banished for years, we were.

Trapped in the earth by her.

We were freed by a priest,

accompanied by a beast.

We haven’t eaten for many years.

Do not bother to shed any tears.

Please step onto the food platters.

Our hunger is all that matters.

THE DEAD GAME

MY SWEET LOVE

 
Come to me, my sweet love.
From the heavens above.
I want to spend life with you.
One heart that will beat like two.

Come with me to our secret place.
I cannot wait to see your face.
Our love is honest and true.
Come to me from the dark blue.

MY SECRET

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.

I want to look at water & not towers.

Colors to brighten my day.

A place where birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.

I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.

I will see fish swimming by.

Not monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.

Whoever comes this way will be favored.

I think it’s only prudent and fair

To share my secret with those who care.

MY SECRET

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.

I want to look at water & not towers.

Colors to brighten my day.

A place where birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.

I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.

I will see fish swimming by.

Not monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.

Whoever comes this way will be favored.

I think it’s only prudent and fair

To share my secret with those who care.

ANTICIPATION

An evil witch

Hiding in plain sight.

In the town of Oasis,

Florida’s vacation paradise,

I will make my appearance.

Join the fun.

Book 2 will be here all too soon.

A SECRET PLACE

A secret place

To call your own.

To think or

Perhaps to dream.

Of better times.

Of a better life.

A place to escape

From the darkness

Of your mind.

BURY ME

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Take me to my own secret room,

Where I can escape from humanity.

Bury me in words and phrases,

Cocooned in my haven of pages.

Letters will be my company,

Sentences my best friends,

Books my destiny.

TO DREAM

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t care.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness,
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

AFTERNOON DELIGHT

“Come back to me my sweet.
Take a break from the heat.
An afternoon in a cool retreat.
We could make our own special heat.”
The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.
I hesitate before I walk inside.
The small room is as dark as night.
I begin to tremble with fright.
Maybe I should leave this place.
The door slams shut in my face.
I hear the voice in the air
Telling me, “what fair is fair.”
I intruded on this secret room,
​And so I won’t be leaving too soon.

WHO SITS THERE?

 (Source: stone-pig)

Who sits on my shelf

each night?

Who casts shadows

on my bedroom wall?

I move closer.

I must see what it is.

The head moves.

Its hood falls back.

A doll’s face appears.

A yellow glow

in the darkness.

Red eyes turn to me.

Burning a hole

through my heart.

BETWEEN THE LEAVES

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Light squeezes between the leaves.

Eyes to the sky serve me best.

Rays cast their fingers on me.

Sun has passed its daily test.

The circle widens and deepens.

A place to while away the day.

I keep to its rounded corners.

A place I’ve come to love and pray.

LIFE IS FOR LIVING

The young hold the secret.

The secret to living.

A hop.

A skip.

A jump.

Each day brings 

new experiences

and adventures.

Just hop, skip

and jump your way to 

living and enjoying

life to the fullest.

A DOOR

 

A door.

A simple door.

Flowers in front.

A closed door.

Why are the flowers

blocking the entrance?

Is there a hidden society

tucked away inside?

Maybe a family

afraid of visitors.

You’ll never know,

Unless you knock.

Do you want to?

The truth might not be

as interesting

or as tantalizing.

Walk away.

Keep the mystery alive.

MY SECRET

MY SECRET 

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves and flowers.
I want to look at water and not towers.
Some color to brighten my day.
A place where the birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.
I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.
For I will only see fish swimming by.
And not any monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.
Whomever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.

SECRETS

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What lurks in the forest?

Noises fill the night air.

Music and laughter.

Mixed with howls and cheers.

The houses of the rich hold secrets.

Secrets let loose after the sun sets.

We have never been invited to the parties.

Until now.

THE DEAD GAME

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