Showing posts with label strange. Show all posts
Showing posts with label strange. Show all posts

Sunday, March 12, 2017

STRANGE





Why is there a big cat in my bedroom?
Am I awake or still sleeping?
It’s watching me.
Waiting for something.
Go away!
Oh no!
Now my clock has come to life.
Its eyes are ticking back and forth.
Is it my cat or my clock?
Stranger and stranger.
Cats.
There are cats everywhere.
Staring at me.
Help!
Do you feel a little strange?
Your eyes are blurry.
Kindly step away from the computer.

Monday, December 19, 2016

CREEPY, CREEPY, SCARY





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Creepy, creepy, scary.

This can become hairy.

The house is haunted and dark.
I came on a simple lark.

But now that I’m here,

I’m frozen with fear.
A party is to be held for us all,
But to evil creatures we might just fall.
Down to the basement we go,

This is silly even I know.

Saws are swinging up ahead,

Looking to chop off a head.

Traps are falling from the low ceiling.

My wet feet are losing all feeling.

We are standing in a pool.

And I feel like a big fool.

We should have gone when we had a chance.
The creatures will make us sing and dance.

The Dead have a morbid sense of humor;

Should have listened to every rumor.

Goodbye to one and all.

I see the bouncing ball.


THE DEAD GAME


Kindle
Nook

Monday, November 14, 2016

WHERE THE DEAD GO






Tell me a story.
A scary story.
Worthy of a wolf.
I want to be frightened.
I want to hear of blood & gore.
I want to hear of dead bodies.
What did you say?
The Dead?
Yes, I would like to hear of The Dead.
Are they deadly?
They play deadly games, you say?
I’m ready.
Where must I go?
To Oasis, Florida?
So that’s where The Dead go.
I’m off.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

BRIGHT EYES


BRIGHT EYES
Bright eyes look out at me
from a jungle of trees.
Leaves rustle in the soft wind
or from some movement within.
I must get out of here.
I can not take this fear.
I am lost in the green see.
This isn’t where I want to be.
I left the party to open a closed door,
and here I am about to hit the floor.
I’m surrounded from each side.
There’s no place for me to hide.
A creepy plant is bowing to me.
It wants to take a bite out of me.
How did this party turn to hell?
I can now hear the dinner bell.
I’m sure it is ringing for me.
Dinner I will now come to be.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

FACE OFF



Sunflowers face off.
They’ve come alive.
Invading my dreams.
Becoming my nightmare.
Green arms to strike.
Yellow faces too grim.
A field behind each.
Ready for the battle ahead.
THE DEAD GAME

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

ALIENATED





Some days I feel alienated
from the people around me.
They talk and walk like me
but their words are strange.
Thoughts of a different tongue.
Humor of a separate species.
Lovers of everything Kardashian.
Clothes made from the same cloth.
Clones of the lowest elements.
What happened to individuality?
What happened to modesty and charm?
Lost to our race.
Lost in the wake of selfies.