The other side waits for you.
Only you.
No one else will do.
You can run.
But you can’t hide.
Check your reflection.
See it wither and fade.
A surprise awaits.
The Dead and gone.
You can be one.
THE DEAD GAME
Showing posts with label dangers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dangers. Show all posts
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Monday, July 18, 2016
THE MOON
Night is settling in.
Shadows cover the small town.
A town preparing for the evening.
The sun hides its face.
The moon turns in glee.
Time for it to shine.
Time for it to be king.
Time for the stars to twinkle.
For the stars to serve him.
The town turns darker.
The winds turn colder.
The soft snow begins to freeze.
Ice hangs from the trees.
Frost covers the windows.
All are inside.
All are safe and warm.
From the moon’s games.
Or so they think.
Who will be at its mercy?
Who will be left out in the cold?
Don’t let it be you.
Monday, December 21, 2015
HANGING IN THE BALANCE
Life hangs in the balance.
Calm blue waters.
Pretty pink sand.
Palm trees waving in the breeze.
Life hangs in the balance.
One big burst of wind.
The palm trees will go flying.
Lifted from their roots.
From their anchor to the ground.
One small breeze.
One incidental shift in the wind.
And all could be gone.
The more precarious,
the more precious life becomes.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
A LITTLE COLOR
A LITTLE COLOR
ADD A LITTLE COLOR
Add a little color to the picture.
It won’t need to be still as a fixture.
Add some flowers and some fun
Until the picture is done.
Black and white might be good for some.
I enjoy yellow like the sun.
Other colors might work as well
And make the picture look as swell.
The painting could use strokes of brightness.
It doesn’t need to dwell in such darkness.
Take a step back to see your masterpiece.
It will bring you much contentment and peace.
Add a little color to the picture.
It won’t need to be still as a fixture.
Add some flowers and some fun
Until the picture is done.
Black and white might be good for some.
I enjoy yellow like the sun.
Other colors might work as well
And make the picture look as swell.
The painting could use strokes of brightness.
It doesn’t need to dwell in such darkness.
Take a step back to see your masterpiece.
It will bring you much contentment and peace.
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
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.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.
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.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.
Monday, November 16, 2015
DANGLING HORROR
DANGLING HORROR
It dangles before me.
A horror to be felt.
All consuming.
Almost tasted.
Walls closing in.
Becoming a coffin.
My fears circle round.
Waiting to be unleashed.
Darkness holds me in place.
Stiff as a corpse.
A tiny dot of light.
Showing me the way.
A peek at my tormentor.
A glimpse of hell.
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
To be or not to be a writer.
This has been the hardest question for me.
Should I continue with my pursuit?
Or step away and claim defeat?
One book written.
One book sold.
It dances around on Amazon and Nook.
It reaches new heights in its niche
And then it slowly bows its head in silence.
The highs feel good and lofty,
While the lows feel depressing and sad.
Is it worth it?
Is it worth the aggravation?
I am told that a writer must keep writing.
More books to dance around.
More highs and lows.
Should I keep doing this?
Will I keep doing this?
Yes, for now
As I wait for the next high.
WE ARE ONE!
Monuments around the world light up in France's colors in honor of the dozens killed and wounded in the Paris attacks Friday, Nov. 13, 2015.
WE ARE ONE!
WE ARE ONE!
WE ARE ONE!
WE ARE ONE!
Sunday, November 15, 2015
KILL ME NOW
KILL ME NOW
A walk through the greenhouse
on a sunny afternoon.
Darkness soon falls on the dense copse of trees,
covering us with its inky shadow.
Rustling sounds echo from within the foliage,
followed by sighs and moans.
The trees begin moving,
their leaves striking us in a quick tempo.
We're surrounded.
Are the trees moving on their own?
Are the trees moving on their own?
The trees are coming alive!
Alive with The Dead.
Just kill me now.
THE DEAD GAME
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Saturday, November 14, 2015
NOT JUST FOR VAMPIRE LOVERS -- THE DEAD GAME
on April 2, 2015
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