Showing posts with label stalker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stalker. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 14, 2021

THE ECHO OF FOOTSTEPS


Night comes slowly.

Footsteps fall softly.

Boats drift on the water.

A cat meows.

Footsteps hit closer.

Noise by the garbage can.

A splash in the water.

Footsteps echo louder.

An oar hits the water.

Chains rattle.

More steps.

I turn.

A flash of light.

Footsteps halt.

A boat sits in the dark water,

Filled with flowers

And my true love.

Thursday, March 25, 2021

MY HEART’S SONG


Darkness brings a pall to town.

I turn around with a frown.

Soft footsteps echo on the street,

I know whom I’m destined to meet.

I should have listened to my heart’s song,

Listened to reason and right from wrong.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

Monday, February 1, 2021

NIGHTWALKER


Shadows surround me.

Footsteps follow me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He tastes my blood.

I fall into a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist

Sunday, July 28, 2019

THE NIGHTWALKER



1 PREY FOR THE DEAD hide.jpg

I walk quickly this night
from those who lurk from sight.
The wind gives a whistle, a sigh,
as the strands of my hair lift high.
The moon hides its face.
I quicken my pace.
Shadows surround me.
Footsteps behind me.
Hands circle my neck.
Is that a love peck?
He takes my blood.
I fall in a red flood.
Will I belong to him?
He watches with a grin.
I’ve become a nightwalker,
a present from my stalker.
 
PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist


Wednesday, September 26, 2018

MEOW!


Source:imgfave-chat

I’m being followed
through the woods
and into town.
Help me!
I hear them
but can’t see them.
Quiet as the night.
Silence is their prayer.
Meow!
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook

Thursday, June 14, 2018

INNOCENCE



INNOCENCE
Innocent.
Alone.
Happy.
Content.
Until…
Until the footsteps.
Drop those balloons
And run…

Monday, November 20, 2017

THE VICTIM


nature/vintage blog
THE VICTIM
I step out from the restaurant
From where there had been light.
Now there is darkness,
A dark alley.
Dark shadows move and sway.
I can hear my own footsteps
Clicking on the cobblestones.
But there are other...
 nature/vintage blog


THE VICTIM
I step out from the restaurant
From where there had been light.
Now there is darkness,
A dark alley.
Dark shadows move and sway.
I can hear my own footsteps
Clicking on the cobblestones.
But there are other footsteps,
Following close behind me.
Too close.
Lights shimmer up ahead.
I run toward them.
Then I’m down.
Face to ground.
The lights go out.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

NEW DAY



The waves are washing in.
But I can still see him.
He’s followed me here.
Must not let him get near.
He has returned from the dead.
I won’t let him in my bed.
He wants me for his queen.
With him I can’t be seen.
The tides are surely rising.
My mind is agonizing.
How will I manage to get away
Before the dawn of the new day?
THE DEAD GAME

Monday, February 27, 2017

WALK IN SHADOW


Row of Trees (1915) by Jan Mankes (Dutch, 1889—1920).

WALK IN SHADOW
Who waits in the dark?
Stalking its victims.
Blending with the night.
Walking in shadow.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Traces of evil.
Evil wrought on the town.
Who are you?
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the night.
Come to me.
And your time on earth will end.
For I protect the town.
I protect the innocent.
Come out of the shadow.
And face me.
All will know who you are.
The leader of The Dead.
Your time is at end.
THE DEAD GAME

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

WALK IN SHADOW


undying-orchid:Row of Trees (1915) by Jan Mankes (Dutch, 1889—1920).

WALK IN SHADOW
Who waits in the dark?
Stalking its victims.
Blending with the night.
Walking in shadow.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Traces of evil.
Evil wrought on the town.
Who are you?
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the night.
Come to me.
And your time on earth will end.
For I protect the town.
I protect the innocent.
Come out of the shadows.
And face me.
All will know who you are.
The leader of The Dead.
Your time is at end.
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, November 20, 2016

THE VICTIM


nature/vintage blog

I step out from the restaurant.
From where there had been light.
Now there is darkness.
A dark alley.
Dark shadows move and sway.
I can hear my own footsteps.
Clicking on the cobblestones.
But there  are other footsteps.
Following close behind me.
Too close.
Lights shimmer up ahead.
I run toward them.
Then I’m down.
Face to ground.
The lights go out.