SWIRLING COLORS

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Fuschia pink and turquoise blue,

colors swirling as the sea.

Velvet petals you can feel,

but with thorns as points of steel.

I present them to you, my dearest love,

the perfect beauty as the sky above.

Bright blood gushes from your punctured hand,

I should have added a marching band.

Our love is two-sided as my gift,

I know you might be a little miffed.

You crumble to the ground,

ringing the death knoll sound.

I know I made the right decision,

your death is a heaven-sent vision.

WHITE BLANKET

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Look to the glowing skies,

Magic before my eyes.

Snow flutters to the ground

Without even a sound.

Masking the dirt with white,

So pretty and so bright.

I hope it can remain this way,

A blanket for one more day.

BOOKSTORES

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The old bookstore.

Do you remember the bookstores?

Books piled high from ceilings to floors.

Pictures and words float before your eyes.

You can read stories of truth and lies.

Without bookstores what can we do

On days we feel sad and blue?

We need a way to escape every day.

A daydream where we can frolic and play.

Please bring back our bookshops.

When I see one, my heart stops.

DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

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Dream a little dream for me.

Soar to the clouds and

Join your colorful friends.

Spread a little fairy dust.

Follow your dreams

To far away lands.

Dream a little dream for me.

DARKNESS

Can you see it?

Can you feel it?

It waits in the shadows

For the perfect moment.

When the moon rides high,

It makes its entrance.

A cry is heard.

A soft whimper.

Then it’s gone

Until tomorrow night.

SILENCE

The silence moves.

Its breath cold 

on my neck.

It watches

and waits for a sound.

It drifts closer,

then surrounds me.

Once it hears any sound,

it will silence me

forever.

STAND AND FIGHT

  

No one can hear 

our screams of fear.

As the clock strikes midnight

we prepare to take flight.

Soon human blood will pour.

There’s nothing left to live for

unless we stand and fight

with all our hearts and might.

THE DEAD GAME

LOST IN TIME

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Once regal.

Once opulent.

Dancing in the moonlight.

Beneath crystal chandeliers.

Now crumbling.

Soon to be dust.

Moments lost in time.

Never heard from again.

A place of desolation.

Stairs leading to nowhere.

For no one.

TEMPT ME

He’s back.

How could this be?

I should have known.

He will never rest easy.

Without me to torment.

Without me in his arms.

A door opens.

He tempts me with sunshine.

His hand reaches for me.

My skin tingles from his touch.

I turn away and

Run from his sweet words.

His spirit envelopes me with coldness.

He whispers promises in my ear.

He will come for me tonight.

He will appear in a new package.

I will be prepared and ready.

I will not be fooled again.

The Dead won’t win.

THE DEAD GAME

I WELCOME THEE

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Clean me.

Snow on me.

Wet my hair.

Fall on my eyelids.

Drench my body.

Whiten the streets.

I welcome thee

into my heart and soul.

THE NEXT DIMENSION

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Step into my world.

Demons who walk the nights.

The doorway waits.

Step into the next dimension.

Where dreams become reality.

Horror replaces the mundane.

Welcome to The Dead Game.

Your dreams will belong to us.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

A DEAFENING SILENCE

Desolate.

Alone.

Empty.

No neighbors.

The wind rattles my walls.

Snow layers my roof.

No peace.

Cold.

Icicles hang low.

A deafening silence.

Will winter end?

Will the horses return?

I wait and hope.