Monday, January 16, 2017


A sizzle lights up the night sky.
Followed by thunder up so high.
The black clouds rumble in dismay.
Crumbling like figures of clay.
Red soon joins the purple light.
Gearing up for a loud fight.
The sea’s quiet below.
Keeping its head down low.
We’re in for a charged night.
As The Dead come to fight.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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