Wednesday, April 19, 2017


Crystal chandelier of mine.
I love your sparkle and shine.
You bring back memories long gone
when life hadn’t been so far gone.
Remember the parties we used to host?
Fancy guests arriving from coast to coast.
Music and laughter were the rules of the day.
But now all that are left are the bills to pay.


Rocking Chair

The tale told by Abe and Anna about vampires in their town of Oasis had terrified Linda and Shana. They didn’t know whom to believe or trust. A tour through Abe and Anna’s house confused them further.

Shana was quiet during the tour as she tried to absorb what she’d just heard. She understood that it made some kind of weird sense. But why was the rocking chair in the attic facing the deserted mansion? She’d heard about the evil in End House, but she’d always assumed that the mansion stood empty and didn’t have a wicked history attached to it.

Hurrying down the front steps, Shana said, “Now we have to visit that mansion and discover what’s hidden over there that is so important for Abe and Anna to watch over. And what did she mean about it being supposedly deserted? Either it was or it wasn’t.”
Linda shook her head. “This place terrified me. I don’t know if I can handle another one.”
“Nothing happened to us. It appears that Abe and Anna are good and are just trying to protect our town from evil vampires.”
“That means they’re vampires themselves. How could vampires be good? How could we trust them?” Linda paced up and down the road in frantic circles.
“You accept the fact that vampires exist, but yet you can’t decide whether to trust them or not? I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the existence of vampires,” Shana said with a dry chuckle.
“I’m happy you find this amusing.”
“We’ve witnessed supernatural events at End House, so why would believing in vampires be farfetched? We should just accept the possibility of their existence and continue on from there.”
“Okay, let’s visit our next place before I chicken out…I just hope that I won’t have to say ‘I told you so’ afterward.”



Into the tunnel we are thrown.
Been more careful if I had known.
We’re falling down a dark abyss.
Please someone give us an assist.

We’re falling too hard and fast.
This nightmare better not last.
Our time has come to an end
As we fly around the bend.

The Dead are waiting for us below.
I can hear them yelling out hello.
We land with a thump and a bang.
I’m now facing a big fat fang.


Who Let In The Dark?

Darkness enters my room 
in shades of midnight blue.
It breathes its cold breath
on my warm, sleeping face.
It wakes me from a dream
of blue cascading waves.
I am faced with the dark
and a hollow feeling inside.
Who opened my window?
Who let in the dark?


Is this heaven or hell?
Do I hear a loud bell?
Pink lights are flashing.
I can hear thrashing.

The forest is alive.
A gigantic beehive.
Buzzing sounds surround us.
Yellow like a school bus.

Get me out of here.
Something in my hair.
A giant bee is caught inside.
I need a place to run and hide.

Get the bee away from me.
It just bit me on my knee.
I want to go in the rabbit hole.
I don’t care if I meet a mole.



Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals falling in soft flight.
Ready to come out and play.
A soothing and heady sight.
A shady path to soft dreams.
To hot days and warmer nights.
Pink filling the lakes and streams.
A large toast to spring’s best sights.


I was in a deep, deep sleep.
Didn’t hear a single peep.
Until lightning strikes lit up the sky.
Followed by thunder claps turned on high.
The winds uprooted the trees.
Bringing them down to their knees.
What has happened to our poor, little town?
The ocean waves have turned from blue to brown.
Dark shadows are moving in from the shore.
I don’t know what else The Dead have in store.