Sunday, April 12, 2020

A PINK DELIGHT


Pink Fantasy

Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals fall in the soft light.
Ready to come out and play,
A soothing and pretty sight.

A shady path for dreams
For the hot days and warm nights.
Pink fills the lakes and streams,
A toast to spring’s delights.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

A PERFECT OASIS


sunset thru palm trees

Palm trees waving in the breeze.
Blue-green water for me, please.

White sand sparkles in the sun.
Tourists frolic and have fun.

A perfect oasis for the elite.
Many celebrities you might meet.

The night brings icy winds
and demons’ deadly sins.

Dark shadows descend on the town.
My life has turned upside down.

THE DEAD GAME

RAIN ON ME


red bird


The sun will shine again.

We will survive.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

EXIT TO THE SEA




window exit

We found the exit from the house.
We’ll sneak as quiet as a mouse.

The owner must not know we’re gone.
He’ll chase us to death and beyond.

We’ll crawl by the rocks to the sea
and make our way back in time for tea.

End House won’t hold us anymore.
We’ve seen enough horror and gore.

THE DEAD GAME

ENJOY THE VIEW

View

Source: speedingby

I need to clear the cobwebs,
clear the bad thoughts,
erase the worries.

Instead, I want to see a place
where birds chirp and play,
where mountains soar high.

I lift my face to the sun
to the beauty of life,
to the puffy white clouds.

Join me.

Monday, April 6, 2020

END HOUSE AT OASIS


dark 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

Sunday, April 5, 2020

FROM THE DEEP




Wave From the Deep

They come from the deep.
They come when you sleep.

On waves of ice and stone,
They’ll burn you to the bone.

Fire burns hot in the ice.
The demons cut a deep slice.

Stay far from the shore,
Or they’ll ask for more.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist


Wednesday, April 1, 2020

TIC TOC


Clock people

The end has come.
No more romps in the sun.
Death will make its determined way
to those who continue to play.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST

THE ROAD TO NOWHERE


Nowhere


Let’s take the road to nowhere.
Anywhere but here.
Far, far away.
Somewhere else to stay.

THE CRACK


VolcanoSource: gaws

We stand strong.
Ready to tackle any hardship.

Then comes the crack.
The one obstacle we can’t overcome.

It will break us.
Or make us stronger.

The choice is ours.


THE MIGHTY WILL FALL


glaciers
Collapsing Giants. Greenland. [1080×108] Photo by Daniel Kordan

The mighty will fall
that had risen tall.

Melting to the sea
where no one can see
the majesty of your height
or the last breath of your fight.

Please do not leave us now.
Don’t take your final bow.

The earth is a sadder place
without your glowing, white face.