Round and round we must go.
Our fantasies take us higher.
Will we meet friend or foe?
Take the ride and face the fire.
♦THE DEAD GAME♦
by Susanne Leist
LIFE IS A CAROUSEL
Month: August 2020
SPLENDOR IN THE GRASS
Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.
THE DEAD GAME
Living in New York City this past year has been an act of love
Living in New York City this past year has been an act of love, resistance and resilience. Plainly speaking, it has been hard. Day in and day out I walked to the clinic wondering how we would get to the other side. Sadly, for many others it didn’t make sense to stay in the city and they packed up and left. Thousands upon thousands have supposedly left the city. Some have left for the suburbs, others left to other states.
For some of us who have stayed in the city, we are looking at our beloved city wondering what is next. I’m walking around the city looking at the highrises thinking of how there are still do many being built. Yet, who will occupy them?
There will be newcomers. That I do not doubt. There will be shifts in the population. I myself will be looking to see if there…
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MOONLIT FOREST
Walk with me
through the moonlit forest,
Our feet graze the blades of grass,
Held aloft by our love and passion.
Follow me through the endless night
To a land where no man walks.
Only creatures dark as the sky
Dare to venture forth alone.
Love has no bounds or shackles.
We will be free to display our passion,
Without fear from humanity,
As long as you belong to me.
Come with me, my ice princess.
Step away from the burning plains,
Where the heat burns your flesh,
And love is hampered by the living.
Wolf extends his hand toward me,
Words flowing from him,
His lips never uttering a sound,
But his meaning is clear.
We can be together,
But the other has followed us.
He will try to take me back
And never relinquish his hold.
His eyes burn red with passion.
Fire follows his footsteps,
Scorching a trail through the grass,
Melting his enemy’s cold trail.
They face each other.
Hot and cold from opposite poles,
Dueling until the end of time,
Fighting for me.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
UNMASKED
I must flee this scene.
I must not be seen.
Your mask has dropped.
You must be stopped
before our town is taken over
by my so-called former lover.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
I’M LOST IN HIS HEATED GAZE
His teeth glisten in the night.
Will I turn from him in fright?
I’m lost in his heated gaze.
I’m his for the rest of my days.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
A PERFECT OASIS
A perfect oasis on the shore.
You could not ask for anything more.
Sun and surf during the day,
But at night there’s hell to pay.
The waves welcome daily swimmers,
But at night there are no winners.
Afraid to venture out after dark,
Residents stay clear of the town park.
One night, a hanging party was had
By the dark creatures who are plain bad.
Our town is plagued by darkness and woe.
We don’t even know who is our foe.
THE DEAD GAME
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WHERE HAVE THE TOURISTS GONE?
Where has all the sunshine gone?
Gone hiding.
Where have all the vampires gone?
Gone dancing.
Where have all the tourists gone?
Dead and gone.
THE DEAD GAME
THE GINGERBREAD HOUSE
A gingerbread house so quaint,
Disguised with colorful paint.
An evil group lives here,
And our town is so near.
They are Watchers for The Dead.
I’m afraid to go to bed.
Come & take a quick look
Or you can read my book.
THE DEAD GAME
FROM THE DEEP
I come from the deep sea.
I come only for thee.
There is nowhere I’d rather be
but with you
by the dark blue sea.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
SUSANNE LEIST 