Showing posts with label falling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label falling. Show all posts

Sunday, September 24, 2023

LOST


LOST AT A CARNIVAL
A clown leers at me.
The knife-thrower aims
and misses.
I run into a tent.
Mirrors surround me.
I flee into the darkness
and crash through a mirror.
I stand in a dark room.
The floor spins.
I grab for the walls.
My hands slide
on...

A clown leers at me.

The knife-thrower aims 

and misses.

I run into a tent.

Mirrors surround me.

I flee into the darkness

and crash through a mirror.

I stand in a dark room.

The floor spins.

I grab the walls.

My hands slide

on the slippery stones.

A hole opens in the ground.

It widens,

pulling me closer

to the abyss.

I’m falling.

THE DEAD GAME

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Sunday, March 5, 2023

SIREN’S CALL

The sparkle of the depths below

Tempts me more than you can know.

Are you beneath the sea?

I need you here with me.

Time has slowed to a stop.

A fin hits the water with a plop.

A flash of an arm beckons me.

A siren’s call freezes me.

I bend closer to the water’s edge.

Ready to make my lover a pledge.

I find myself falling into the cold.

I am soon lost in his tight hold.

I close my eyes and give up my fight.

For I’m free to roam the earth tonight.

Thursday, October 14, 2021

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.

Thursday, December 10, 2020

PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN


Down the rabbit hole we go.
Far beneath the earth’s surface.
Where The Dead wait for their savior.
We fall farther.
Deeper.
Past the point of no return.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

by Susanne Leist

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Wednesday, July 22, 2020

LOST AT A CARNIVAL


LOST AT A CARNIVAL
A clown leers at me.
The knife-thrower aims
and misses.
I run into a tent.
Mirrors surround me.
I flee into the darkness
and crash through a mirror.
I stand in a dark room.
The floor spins.
I grab for the walls.
My hands slide
on...

A clown leers at me.
The knife-thrower aims 
and misses.
I run into a tent.
Mirrors surround me.
I flee into the darkness
and crash through a mirror.
I stand in a dark room.
The floor spins.
I grab for the walls.
My hands slide
on the slippery stones.
A hole opens in the ground.
It widens,
pulling me closer
to the abyss.
I’m falling.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

FALLING


Falling

Into the tunnel, we are thrown.
Been more careful if I had known.

We’re falling down a dark abyss.
Please, someone, give us an assist.

We’re falling too hard and fast.
This nightmare better not last.

Our time has come to an end
As we fly around the bend.

The Dead are waiting for us below.
I can hear them yelling out hello.

We land with a thump and a bang.
I’m now facing a big fat fang.

THE DEAD GAME

Thursday, March 5, 2020

I MUST SLEEP





I’ve fallen
to the depths
of my despair.
I must rest and
replenish my spirit,
revitalize my soul.
I will stand,
climb once more,
try to resume my life.
But first, I must sleep.

Thursday, February 27, 2020

FALLING




A heart-shaped pool
to break my fall.
A cold wetness
to entomb me.
Depths to reach
beneath the surface.
I am falling.
No one to catch me.
But cold wetness.

Monday, February 24, 2020

CONSUMED BY THE SEA


Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC
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It is here.
A force to be reckoned.
It grows by the second,
thrashing under the bridge,
leaving death in its wake.
Leave me be.
My dying wish isn’t
to be consumed by the sea.

THE SIREN CALLS




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It waits for me.

Can I do it?
Will I do it?
Should I jump?
Will I jump?
The salt air.
The strong waves.
The wet breeze.
It calls to me.
My siren calls.

Monday, February 3, 2020

A Darkness To My Soul


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A Darkness To My Soul

The black abyss grabs hold,
Taking me to its soul.
Reflections of hell and beyond,
Pushing me deep and far.
Away from the light of day,
I have no need to pray.
Take me to the bottom,
Where no human has tread.
Away from humanity and light,
I have made my dark bed.

Thursday, September 12, 2019

A LEAP OF FAITH


 

A LEAP OF FAITH
Take a leap with me.
A leap of faith into the unknown.
Whom can you trust?
Is there anyone you can trust 
with your life?
A hard question to ask,
And an even harder one to answer.