Showing posts with label survival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label survival. Show all posts

Monday, November 18, 2019

I WILL SURVIVE








Water surrounds me.
Icy water.
I’m pulled deeper.
Waves drag me
from the shore.
I swim.
I tread water.
My head above the water,
I will survive.

Sunday, November 3, 2019

PERSEVERANCE



PERSEVERANCE
We suffer illnesses and deaths.
We fight to survive.
Why?
Why does a flower bloom
during an early frost?
Hope.
Hope for warmer days ahead.
We hope for better times.
Hope keeps us alive and warm.

Sunday, September 29, 2019

I WILL SURVIVE


Water moving

Sunday, October 18, 2015

THE DEAD GAME --- BLOOD RED




The battle between good and evil rages on.
The sky and water have turned blood red.
Red as wine flowing down the side of a cup.
Red as blood oozing from the a deep gash.


The Dead hold the world in their hands.
Our world of people, hope, and humanity.
Their world lies below civilization.
Below the depths of humanity.

They have to come to our shores.
They have come to Oasis, Florida.
To exert their claim over humanity.
To rule with a cold heart and an evil mind.

The Watchers and good vampires band together.
They must search and destroy the evil ones. 
They must find the leader hiding behind his disguise.
A disguise to fool some but not me.

Wolf cannot hide long in his protective shell.
His evil will come to the surface to show all.
He might be a charmer with women falling at his feet.
But I will not succumb to his charms a second time.

The sky shudders and bleeds its pain.
Thunder brings with it daggers of hail.
Lightning casts flashes of light upon the hidden.
Upon the dark shadows roaming the streets.

The wind calls my name, "Linda, come to me."
It is soothing like a warm blanket on a winter's night.
It holds promises of passion and endless love.
But I will hold strong and not weaken.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME



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Sunday, March 16, 2014

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST?



















Maybe this is the way it is supposed to be.

The animals on the outside, looking in at us.

Do we deserve to be the ones in control?

What if the animals called the shots.

And then I see someone do something out of the

goodness of their heart, and I have hope for mankind.