BLOOD RED

BLOOD RED

The wavering reflections of the red sky

mar the blue surface of the ocean.

The sun sets for the night,

hiding its face behind puffy clouds.

The sky reaches into its bag of tricks,

bringing out a yellow moon.

The water remains blood red

as the sky turns inky black.

A reflection from its depths

of the evil creatures rising.

Onto our crisp white shores they walk,

Leaving bloody footprints in the sand.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

ICE HEAVEN

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An ice heaven awaits.

Frozen statues in paradise.

Parties in the cold of night.

The Dead of night.

The Dead can’t feel the burn.

Their guests twirling among the frozen

Raise their glasses to The Dead and gone.

No melting until the sun shines bright

And The Dead hide their faces.

Take me away from here

Before I become one of them.

The night walkers who seek darkness

and revel in the cold night hours.

THE DEAD GAME

MOONLIGHT MADNESS

Moonlight to our shore.

There is so much more.

Shadows in the night.

Bringing me a fright.

The Dead are coming.

The ground is humming.

Dark shadows are growing.

I better be going.

They will be here soon.

Coming with the moon.

Shrieks fill the air.

Fingers in my hair.

Goodbye to one and all.

This night the town will fall.

THE DEAD GAME

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