FACE THE FIRE

Round and round we must go.

Our fantasies take us higher.

Will we meet friend or foe?

Take the ride and face the fire.

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BORN FREE

I will fight.

Fight the hunters.

Fight to the death.

I will ride proud and free.

Free as the wind.

I will not be ridden.

Man will not tame me.

I was born free.

I will die free.

LIFE IS A CAROUSEL

Round and round we must go.
Our fantasies take us higher.
Will we meet friend or foe?
Take the ride and face the fire.

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by Susanne Leist

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FACE THE FIRE

Round and round we must go.
Our fantasies take us higher.
Will we meet friend or foe?
Take the ride and face the fire.

♦THE DEAD GAME♦  by Susanne Leist

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RIDE WITH THE WIND

RIDE WITH THE WIND

The Dead ride the night.
They ride with the wind.
The daylight is their enemy.
Lock your doors.
Cover your windows.
You might be next.
They are a select group.
They torment their victims.
They are bloodthirsty.
See you in hell.

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BORN FREE

I will fight.

I will fight the hunters.

I will fight to the death.

I will ride proud and free.

Man will not tame me.

I will not be ridden.

I will remain as free as the wind.

I was born free.

I will die free.

LIGHT THE WAY

The bright lights of a city.

The excitement.

The noise.

It entices you.

It takes you on a ride.

Holiday time like no other.

Light the way.

RIDE LIKE THE WIND

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Take me far.

Take me long.

Take me wide.

Ride like the wind.

Past borders.

Over hills.

Through valleys.

All the way to the sea.

Nostrils steaming.

Muscles bulging.

Ride like the wind.

A RIDE ON THE WILD SIDE

A ride to hell and back.

I will sit in the back.

We fly through the night air.

Sound barriers we tear.

Demons fly by our side.

I have nowhere to hide.

They take us to their lair.

I’m pulled hard by my hair.

Life is over for me.

I’ll never be set free.

THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

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THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

Life takes us on a ride.

A path with no guide.

A ride for no rhyme or reason.

A circle with no side.

A path deep into the jungle.

People passing along the way.

Traps to trip us up.

Lurking demons held at bay.

The end leaves us with more questions.

Not answered along the way.

A destination with no purpose.

No clarification for our stay.

RIDE THE LINE

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Ride the line.

Never crossing.

So tempting.

Keeping clear.

For now.

RIDE THE TRAIN

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RIDE THE TRAIN

I ride the train each day.

For this, I need to pay?

No seat I can see.

Never is one free.

I hang from the strap above.

A soft sigh feels like a dove.

I turn my head to the side.

And do you know what I find?

A girl standing next to me.

One as pretty as can be.

She offers a small smile.

Now I could walk a mile.

I stand up taller than before.

I am now ten feet off the floor.

A slight smile before she departs.

I’m left happy as my day starts.

NOT THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

NOT THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

This is not the yellow brick road

that will lead you to fantasies.

This is the road of reality

that is determined by your choices.

Its course is charted by you.

Take care of the twists and turns.

It’s a ride of a lifetime.

THE CARNIVAL

THE CARNIVAL 

I open my eyes 

and to my surprise,

I’m at a carnival.

I’m chased into a tent.

My reflections surround me

on all sides.
I touch a mirror.

My hand flows through,

my body soon follows.

I’m in a dark basement.

The floor begins to turn. 

I hear laughter, 

“I’m back.”


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