Tuesday, March 19, 2024

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL


The sun will shine again.

You will stroll with a friend.

Colorful flowers will bloom.

Normality will be back soon.

CHOICES


Confused I may be,

I can’t set him free.

He has me in his thrall,

but I refuse to fall.

After I shut my eyes for the night,

it’s his face I see in the dim light.

THE DEAD GAME

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TIME STANDS STILL


The Dead arrive

in the dark of night.

Time stands still.

Birds take flight.

I’ve had my fill

of demons in the night.

THE DEAD GAME

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SILENCE REIGNS SUPREME


Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds quicken their pace.

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

beneath his icy stare.

THE DEAD GAME

by Susanne Leist

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Thursday, March 7, 2024

PREY FOR THE DEAD


The sand is soft beneath my feet.

I’m sure I’ve found a pleasant treat.

A metal door swipes across the sky,

removing the sun from the blue sky.

Trapped in a replica of my town,

I watch the sand become dark brown.

My longed-for peace won’t be won

since I’ve trusted the wrong one.

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SNOWBOUND


Snowbound at the inn,

no one can get in,

besides the cursed one

who has already won,

by picking off bodies,

one by one.

MEET ME IN MAINE

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A RED GLOW


red glow

Alexander Calder, Sumac V. 1953.

A glow in the night

will lead me astray

from the moon’s light

to where I can’t say.

Bloody prints mark the way

to a small town on the shore.

At the end of the day,

we are at the devil’s door.

Time has no meaning or reason.

You can travel forward or back.

Death will follow with each season.

It is past time for me to pack.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

HAIKU OF DEATH


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The void swallows me.

I fall into the darkness.

Silence engulfs me.

I free-fall in space.

Gravity, my enemy.

No place left to hide.

I keep my eyes shut.

When will I hit rock bottom?

The air turns chilly.

My descent goes fast.

I’ve come to my bitter end.

Life is in the past.

Wednesday, January 17, 2024

ALONE IN THE DARK


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Who sits and waits in the darkness?

There is no movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce,

She waits without a ruffle or flounce.

A hissing sigh floats through the air.

Are those snakes slithering in her hair?

The ghostly form stands to meet us.

Is she the hostess sent to greet us?

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

Time to leave this creepy place

And quicken this story’s pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We won’t be leaving with much glory.

THE DEAD GAME

Monday, January 1, 2024

MY LAST YEAR


MY LAST YEAR is ready for your vote on AllAuthor’s Cover of the Month Contest!

My best friend, Nounous, is working hard to reach his 15th birthday on January 10th. This past year has been difficult for him with his many medical issues. I hope and pray this year won’t be his last.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR



Happy New Year 2024!


May life bring you what you most desire.