Showing posts with label feast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feast. Show all posts

Sunday, November 21, 2021

A THANKSGIVING SPIN


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A THANKSGIVING SPIN

Sweet and tasty it may be.

It does not come for free.

Life was given up

For this group to sup.

What are your holiday wishes?

And what could be the side dishes?

Some sliced fingers on a crystal plate

May satisfy your cravings of late.

Enjoy.

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

A SLICE OF HEAVEN




Please give me a serving
of this beautiful pie.
A slice of heaven for me
topped with a cherry.
White beaches
surrounded by fuchsia cream.
Chocolate chips floating
in a blue filling.
I dip my finger into this heaven,
ready for a taste of this feast.

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

PREY FOR ME




I will feast on my prey.
It’s a pumpkin today.
Come tomorrow, I will search
for someone left in the lurch.
An old carcass for me
or a table set for tea.
PREY FOR THE DEAD By Susanne Leist

Friday, March 25, 2016

A SERVING OF PIE




Please give me a serving
of this beautiful pie.
A slice of heaven for me,
topped with a cherry.
White beaches of pink,
surrounded by fuchsia cream.
Chocolate chips floating
in an alcove of blue cake.
I dip my finger into this heaven,
ready for a taste of this feast.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

END HOUSE



END HOUSE

A house so dark and bleak
That I can’t even speak.
Dark shadows glare at me
Where clear windows should be.

Do I dare venture inside?
I’ll have to swallow my pride.
And quietly cross the threshold
Without being so rash and bold. 

There’s a secret party inside.
I wonder if I should run or hide.
Who’s the host of this feast,
Man or dangerous beast?

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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Nook
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Monday, May 5, 2014

THE DEAD LOVE TO SHARE

Welcome all.
Welcome to the land of The Dead.
The Dead are my friends.
They let me feast on their victims.
It’s not easy to be a bird of prey.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Welcome all.
Welcome to the land of The Dead.
The Dead are my friends.
They let me feast on their victims.
It’s not easy to be a bird of prey.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist