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Tuesday, April 14, 2020

MIDNIGHT BLUE


blue night

Darkness enters my room 
in shades of midnight blue.

It breathes its cold breath
on my warm, sleeping face.

It wakes me from a dream
of blue cascading waves.

Instead, I am faced with the dark
and a hollow feeling inside.

Who opened my window?
Who let in the dark?

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

A WINDOW




A window to the world.
A window to beauty.
Snow-capped mountains.
Swan-filled lakes.
The pounding waves of the ocean.
Fields of flowers.
Adventure.
Romance.
Mystery.
Open your mind
to the possibilities.
Wake your senses.
Can you feel the sea breeze?
Can you smell the flowers?
Can you hear the seagulls’ cries?
Can you taste the salty air?
I can.

Sunday, July 14, 2019

RAINDROPS ON MY MIND





Raindrops on my mind.
A feeling of cleanliness.
How can we resist its pull?
It draws us to the window.
To watch its majestic descent.
It washes away all dirt and impurities.
Wash me.
Make me fresh and new.
Who can ask for anything more?

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

ONE WINDOW



One window among many.
One window to the world.
Watching the darkness.
Alone.
Waiting.
Open to the darkness.
Waiting for something.
Or someone.

Monday, June 17, 2019

DEATH COMES TO TOWN


I look out the window and what do I see? A storm growing in force and coming for me. Death comes to town. It has its own name. The one that I know is called The Dead Game. THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj
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I gaze from my window
and what do I see?
A storm growing in force
and coming for me.
Death comes to town.
It has its own name.
The one that I know
is called The Dead Game.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

Thursday, June 6, 2019

A WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY



It watches.
It waits.
The sun rises.
Fly away pretty bird.
Take a chance.
Spread your wings.

THE SHADOW


Shadows fill my room.
I’m going to swoon.
It looks like a woman.
But not at all human.
The town is scary.
It’s getting hairy.
Florida isn’t all fun.
Not a walk in the hot sun.
THE DEAD GAME
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(Source: melisica)


Shadows fill my room.
I’m going to swoon.
It looks like a woman.
But not at all human.
The town is scary.
It’s getting hairy.
Florida isn’t all fun.
Not a walk in the hot sun.
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, July 29, 2018

LEAVE THE DARKNESS BEHIND



Alice Svane

Let the sun inside.
Don’t live in darkness.
Let the light into your heart.
It can be done.
Open the window.
Breathe the fresh air.
Walk outside.
Leave the darkness behind.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

A LIGHT SHINES



A light shines through the window.
What was dark is now light.
The spotlight hits its mark.
My dark form shivering on the bed.
Whispers fill the air.
Footsteps follow in their wake.
A door opens below.
Is it too late to run?
I must save myself from him.
He walks the night to find me.
His journey has come to an end.
And so has mine.
THE DEAD GAME

Friday, April 27, 2018

MY PLACE



Red glows the sky.
I can see it
from way up high.

The water below
like a mirror I
can say hello.

The wind comes in.
I am chilled from
windows too thin. 


This is still my place,
I wouldn’t trade it
for any other place.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

BEND TO THE WIND


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The trees bend to the wind.
Lightning flashes across the sky.
The rain drenches the town.
I’m safe and warm inside.
Nothing can reach me.
The storm ravages the land.
And I watch from my window.
I can’t be touched
Until…

Thursday, September 7, 2017

THE WINDOW


Alley dark
whitechapelwitch
She peeks through the curtain.
Of this I am certain,
she knows nothing of fear
as I draw myself near.
A smile is on her face
as I quicken my pace.
The window grows dark
but she left her mark.
I know which room she does live in.
It must be tidy as a pin.
Her dark eyes have beseeched me.
I know she will complete me.
I just have to summon the courage
before my heart goes back to storage.
We belong together as one.
I won’t stop until I have won.
I raise my hand to the door.
My tears are ready to pour.
I won’t step away.
I’ve come to here stay.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

THE RAIN



A feeling of cleanliness.
Let the water rain down on me.
I can’t resist its pull.

It draws me to the window.

I watch its majestic descent to earth.

It washes away all dirt.

The impurities left behind by humanity.

Wash me.

Clean me.

Make me feel fresh once again.