HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

Happy Mother’s Day

from THE DEAD GAME SERIES

and Susanne Leist

A bloody sweet day

where your wishes

and fantasies

come true.

A BUD

A bud so sweet,

Enticing treat.

It throws off heat,

Dance to its beat.

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

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!

TEA FOR TWO

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Banana Brain – Die Antwoord

Tea for two.

One for me.

One for you.

Mine is sweet.

Yours is not.

Some good sleep

from this old pot.

FILLS MY MIND

The view fills my mind,

Soothes my soul,

Brings me inner peace.

The sweet aroma of flowers

Tingles my nose,

Draws me closer.

The sea air brushes my face,

Salts my skin,

Leaves cold footprints.

I’m running,

Eyes wide open,

Face to the sun.

I’m here

In the paradise

Of my imagination.

YELLOW

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A flower is a perfect spot.

The yellow looks scrumptious to me. 

Pink flowers will be my next stop.

I’m happy as a buzzing bee.

Spreading joy through the leafy green.

Nectar to my toes through my nose.

Stopping here and there in between.

Sharing everywhere like a hose.

INNOCENCE

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Come closer to touch my petals.

See how they are rough and pointy.

Move closer to my open mouth.

I am hungry for your sweetness.

A yummy meal to be had today.

An innocent flower I am not.

THE WHITE PICKET FENCE

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Autumn Fence, Woodstock, Vermont

A walk down a country road,

not knowing what it may hold.

Leaves crunch loudly beneath my feet,

walking fast is no easy feat.

I need to get home to make dinner,

I’d hoped the walk would make me thinner.

But I need to slow down and breath the air,

as sweet as cotton candy at a fair.

My steps follow the white picket fence,

the other side makes me cold and tense.

The huge dog jumps high in the air,

his eyes white dots on his black hair.

He whimpers and walks closer to me,

his dark eyes as wide as can be.

He lifts a large paw to the gate,

as I slow down my frenzied gait.

I stop in place to pet his head,

I know I have just made my bed.

I will now be home late for dinner,

but the dog knows I’m still the winner.

I have stopped to smell the flowers,

I’m refreshed with superpowers.

I race home with new resolve,

no more time puzzles to solve.

PURPLE NECTAR

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Cover me in purple.

Pour it like wine

Over my body.

Let it trickle down

To my mouth.

I want a sip.

Of your purple nectar.

INNOCENT

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Come closer to touch my petals.

See how they are rough and pointy.

Move closer to my open mouth.

I am hungry for your sweetness.

A yummy meal to be had today.

An innocent flower I am not.

STAND STRONG

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Stand strong for me.

Your petals closed tight.

Face to the sun.

Hope in your heart.

Release your sweetness.

The perfect fragrance.

Let the dew quench your thirst.

The rain wash your tears.

Stand strong for me.

STAND STRONG

Stand strong for me.

Your petals closed tight.

Face to the sun.

Hope in your heart.

Release your sweetness.

The perfect fragrance.

Let the dew quench your thirst.

The rain wash your tears.

Stand strong for me.

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MY DAY BY THE SEA

A walk down the street.

Fragrances so sweet.

White cobblestones line the way.

Here is where I want to stay.

Away from the madding crowd.

A place where I can be proud

To call my new home.

I don’t need a phone.

All I need is a soft bed

To lay down my weary head.

Fishermen’s cries will wake me

To start my day by the sea.

COVER ME IN PURPLE

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Cover me in purple.

Flowing like wine.

Pouring over my body.

Let it trickle down.

Down to my mouth.

I want a sip.

Of the purple nectar.