I WILL SURVIVE

Icy water surrounds me.

The cold pulls me deep.

Into the unknown, I sink.

Waves tear at me.

I hold my head

above the water.

I will survive.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

Can you see The Dead?

Shadows walk the town

while all are in bed.

HIde in your home

and turn a blind eye

while The Dead roam.

Bloodsuckers by night.

They walk among us.

No need to take fright.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

        

THE EVIL ONE

 

I walk alone at night
when the moon is full height.

The sky black as tar,
but I won’t walk far.

I search for the shadow
on the road so narrow.

I want to see who he’s become,
The Dead leader, the evil one.

 

PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist

 

 

A LOVE PECK

 

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.

 

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LET THE GAMES BEGIN

Let the leaves change colors & fall.

Shades of orange, yellow, & red.

Autumn, the best season of all.

Take care when your head hits the bed.

The Dead descend; our town will fall.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

HAPPY FIRST DAY OF AUTUMN

 

Happy first day of fall from

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

Let the leaves change colors and fall.

Shades of orange, red, and yellow.

Autumn, the best season of all.

 

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

 

 

We are coming to a town near you.

We walk the nights.

When morning comes,

we’re gone but not forgotten.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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ANCHORS IN THE WIND

ponderation:

Postcard from Tulum by Todd Wall

 

Calm blue waters.

Pink sand.

Palm trees wave in the sea breeze.

A burst of wind lifts the palm trees.

From their roots, they fly.

From their anchors in the sand.

A puff of wind

and they’re gone.

THE MIND’S EYE

 

The mind’s eye.

Portals to our souls.

Our words can hide our lies,

but our eyes can’t.

HIS PLACE

 

The sun sets.

The animals prepare for the night.

The old elephant stands in his place.

He doesn’t need to move.

He has everything he needs.

He keeps a watchful eye

As he stands in his place.