Showing posts with label playground. Show all posts
Showing posts with label playground. Show all posts

Monday, May 8, 2017

HOTTER THAN HELL



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Hotter than hell is their playground.
Beneath layers of rocks and dirt.
They wait for their day of salvation.
When they can ride in the storm.
They grow impatient for the invasion.
The end of life as we know it.
I can hear their cries blowing in the wind.
The whispers brought forth from below.
It’s time for us to gather ammunition.
Before our poor town is nothing at all.

THE DEAD GAME

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

THE DEAD'S PLAYGROUND


THE DEAD’S PLAYGROUND
The Dead have taken over the playground,
where children once played.
The Dead wander
past the still swings
and empty slides.
Echoes follow in their path.
Of voices long gone.

THE DEAD GAME
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Nook

Monday, November 14, 2016

AUTUMN IN THE AIR





Howautumnal

Whipping through the air
In colors of orange and green.
Falling by your feet,
A playground for a child.
The child in you.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

HOTTER THAN HELL




Hotter than hell is their playground.
Beneath layers of rocks and dirt.
They wait for their day of salvation.
When they can ride in the storm.
They grow impatient for the invasion.
The end of life as we know it.
I can hear their cries blowing in the wind.
The whispers brought forth from below.
It’s time for us to gather ammunition.
Before our poor town is nothing at all.
THE DEAD GAME

Thursday, August 11, 2016

REALM OF THE DEAD



They fly through the trees.
Over the deadly mist.
Landing in the forest.
Where no man walks.
No light penetrates.
No laughter follows.
The realm of The Dead.
Their nightly playground.
Games with no survivors.
THE DEAD GAME
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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Thursday, March 10, 2016

LEAVE ME ALONE




Death follows me.
Wherever I go.
Taking all.
The young and old.
At play.
In the playgrounds.
At rest.
In their beds.
All fall to The Dead.
They will not take me.
Never.
THE DEAD GAME

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