PINK SAND
PINK SAND
The sand so pink and soft.
Keeps my spirits aloft.
The water so clear and blue.
I want to enjoy that too.
Sun brightening the day.
All I want to do is play.
A PLACE OF FANTASY
A place of fantasy there must be,
Where blues and green merge in the deep sea.
Clouds create formations into works of art,
Resembling soft cotton balls splitting apart.
I raise my face to the sunshine of the day,
Its rays shooting sparks as they frolic and play.
The sand is soft beneath my feet,
Warming my body with its heat.
Come with me and enjoy the dazzling sun,
We're sure to have fun till the day is done.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
THE GAMES CONTINUE --- THE DEAD GAME
Life has come to an end.
Time has run out for me.
Evil one of the night,
He is strong as can be.
The winds rise in fury,
Calling him by his name.
He is known as the Wolf,
Who made The Dead Game.
A hand grabs hold of me.
Wolf has taken me down.
To his dark netherworld,
To tunnels beneath town.
I roam the bleak dungeons.
Death wants to be my friend.
I refuse to drink blood,
On this I will not bend.
In this maze of horror,
I track it round and round.
I will seek a way out
Till I fall to the ground.
My love must soon find me.
Please Todd take me from here.
The walls are closing in,
One more night I can't bear.
THE GAMES CONTINUE
THE DEAD GAME
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COLORS FOR MY MIND
COLORS FOR MY MIND
Picture a flower growing from the sea.
Can there be a prettier sight to see?
Blue bubbles of flowers floating ashore.
Who even knows what they are supposed for.
This is what I need for today.
Pastel colors to soothe my stay.
Pinks and blues mix well together.
I can look at them forever.
THE DEAD GAME -- BEHIND DOOR NUMBER 3
THE DEAD GAME -- BEHIND DOOR NUMBER 3
Down the stairs we go,
Down to the dark basement
Of End House.
What happened here 5 years ago?
A freak storm is what had happened.
The innocent family living here
Had disappeared into the raging waves
Of the Atlantic Ocean.
Now we are locked in its basement.
We've already made it through
Swinging traps and circular saws.
No way out but forward.
Three closed doors are standing before us.
The horrors behind the first two doors
Had almost killed us.
Door number 3 is waiting.
We walk in.
It's dark.
Cages on the walls hold wild animals
Behind the metal bars.
Mike walks in first.
His eyes roam the room,
Searching for a possible escape
From this hell hole.
He turns around.
The animals are suddenly free
And are moving closer.
He could feel his heart beating faster.
The animals are breathing down his neck,
Getting ready to pounce.
David calls out that
He's found a door.
We are running down the stairs to the beach.
Flying creatures are swiping at us,
Trying to throw us into the ocean.
We stare down at the sharp rocks...
Their journey has only just begun.
THE DEAD GAME
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Monday, October 12, 2015
Author Spotlight by Richard Schiver
Written in Blood
HHAC Day 11: Susanne Leist
http://www.richardschiver.com/2015/10/hhac-day-11-susan-leist.html
In recent years, I've begun to read paranormal mysteries. These books bring fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It's hard to find books in this genre. That is why I decided to write a paranormal, murder mystery of my own. It is the type of book that I search for and love to read.
My book, The Dead Game, has dead bodies and suspects like a traditional murder mystery. However, it also has humans, vampires, and vampire derivatives. And don't forget the haunted house--we must have one of these.
Click on cover for more info or to order
Synopsis:
Can you feel your heart beating?
Is it beating too fast?
Do you feel trapped?
This is because you are. You're standing in a pool of water, in the basement of End House, wearing your party clothes. But there is no party, no host and no guests. The door behind you locks shut. The only way is forward, through the falling cages with their sharp edges, ready to ensnare their next victim. Circular saws begin to descend, looking for heads to slice off.
Meanwhile, Linda is upstairs with the rest of her friends being pursued by creatures through revolving rooms. Or are they illusions? What should she do?
Run!
The owner of End House takes no prisoners.
The Dead Game has begun.
"I leave the storefronts behind,
With their pastel colors and shiny windows.
Windows eager to let in the famous Oasis sunlight.
I want to reach the beach.
I want to leave work and troubles behind me.
The sand will trickle through my toes.
The sea breeze will propel me forward
To the every-waiting, omniscient ocean.
The waves dance and writhe in their demented dance.
A dance growing wilder and wilder by the minute.
I feel their salty sweat on my face.
The trees join in,
Flapping their branches as if trying to hold hands.
The wind follows last with a rage of its own.
It torments the water and the trees
Until leaves are flying free
And waves are attacking the shore.
Why is this happening?
I should go back to town.
The town behind me is being plummeted.
Roof tops are flying through the air.
Glass crunches beneath my feet.
Windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once white church stands charcoal black
In the midst of its debris.
A day gone terribly wrong.
Whose fault is it?
The creatures who visit our town at night.
They are determined to destroy each and every one of us.
Are they demons or humans?
Who knows?
Oasis will never be safe unless these evil ones are annihilated.
We must save our town.
I have friends who will help me.
There are those who doubt our wisdom and abilities.
But we will clean out the riffraff from town.
Don't get in our way or you might join the garbage."
Linda turns to find her friends.
Our games have just begun.
THE DEAD GAME
Links:
Blog: http://susanneleist.blogspot.com/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Susanne-Leist/e/B00F253FE6/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/susanne.leist.98
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SusanneLeist
Win your very own horror library.
Enter for your chance to win an electronic horror library that contains the following ebooks. Simply tweet to your friends about the Halloween Horror Author Countdown, enter as often as you want. On October 31st one lucky winner will be chosen at random to receive a library containing the following titles.
Blood Lily by Jenny Allen
The Misadventures of Bob by Jaime Johnesee
A Jar of Fingers by C.L. Hernendez
A Coin for Charon by Dallas Mullican
The Human Condition by Mark Taylor
Spook Lights by Eden Royce
In the Hands of the Unknown A.E. Hellstrom
Winchester Over by Dave Lund
The Complex by J Rudolph
The Dead Song Legend by Jay Wilburn
Zombie and Chainsaws by Mike Evans
Flight of Destiny by Francis H Powell
The Dead Game (Kindle gift) by Susan Leist
Through a Mirror Darkly by Kevin Lucia
Awfully Apetizing by Leod D Fritz
Darkly Wood by Max Power
Family Reunion by P. Mark DeBryan
Walking in the Rain by William Allen
There is more to come and the list will be updated as books are added.
There are several ways to enter to win.
On Twitter tweet the following message:
Have you read The Dead Game?
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00F3IWF70
#2015HHAC #BookBoost
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On Facebook go to my Facebook fan page, like and share the daily post about the countdown.
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Or you can comment on any or all of the countdown posts by answering the following question:
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During the month we will track everyone's activity, assigning each action a number and at the end of the countdown a random number will be drawn. The person whose name appears next to that number will be the winner.
There may also be daily contests as a couple of authors have expressed a desire to hold smaller giveaways on the day of their post. So check back often and enter as many times as you like by tweeting about the contest, don't forget to use the hashtag #2015HHAC so your tweet will be counted.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN --- THE DEAD GAME
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN
"I leave the storefronts behind,
With their pastel colors and shiny windows.
Windows eager to let in the famous Oasis sunlight.
I want to reach the beach.
I want to leave work and troubles behind me.
The sand will trickle through my toes.
The sea breeze will propel me forward
To the every-waiting, omniscient ocean.
The waves dance and writhe in their demented dance.
A dance growing wilder and wilder by the minute.
I feel their salty sweat on my face.
The trees join in,
Flapping their branches as if trying to hold hands.
The wind follows last with a rage of its own.
It torments the water and the trees
Until leaves are flying free
And waves are attacking the shore.
Why is this happening?
I should go back to town.
The town behind me is being plummeted.
Roof tops are flying through the air.
Glass crunches beneath my feet.
Windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once white church stands charcoal black
In the midst of its debris.
A day gone terribly wrong.
Whose fault is it?
The creatures who visit our town at night.
They are determined to destroy each and every one of us.
Are they demons or humans?
Who knows?
Oasis will never be safe unless these evil ones are annihilated.
We must save our town.
I have friends who will help me.
There are those who doubt our wisdom and abilities.
But we will clean out the riffraff from town.
Don't get in our way or you might join the garbage."
Linda turns to find her friends.
Our games have just begun.
THE DEAD GAME
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