Frozen in place.
Dripping tears for centuries.
Memories of a lifetime.
Praying for salvation.
A frown for eternity.
Will her tears sprout
a garden for The Dead?
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
A GARDEN FOR THE DEAD
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THE DANGER HAS HIT HOME
The earth weeps tears
to fill an ocean.
As oceans fill with waste,
no one takes notice.
As icebergs melt and crumble,
no one stops to listen.
But once a deadly virus appears,
the world wakes in an uproar.
The danger has hit home.
MY PATH SO NARROW
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I stroll through the fallen leaves,
a translucent green beneath my feet.
Red branches bring me shade,
protecting me from the harsh sun.
I walk alone through the silent forest,
no one to bring me pain or sorrow.
Alone is what I desire most
as I follow my path so narrow.
MASKED
Who will save our town?
I stand in my gown,
gazing at the masked guests,
wondering who gives the tests.
The one who runs the evil game
and brought to our town deadly fame.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
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A CLIFFHANGER
A cliffhanger this won’t be,
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THE DOG DAYS OF SUMMER ARE UPON US
TRAVEL WITH ME
From here I can see
the wonderful sea.
I step through the door
and stand at the shore.
The sand is soft beneath my feet.
I’m sure I’ve found a pleasant treat.
Then a metal door swipes across the sky,
removing the sunshine from the blue sky.
Trapped in a replica of my town,
I watch the sand turn a shade of brown.
The longed-for peace won’t be won
since I’ve trusted the wrong one.
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LOST AT A CARNIVAL
A clown leers at me.
The knife-thrower aims
and misses.
I run into a tent.
Mirrors surround me.
I flee into the darkness
and crash through a mirror.
I stand in a dark room.
The floor spins.
I grab for the walls.
My hands slide
on the slippery stones.
A hole opens in the ground.
It widens,
pulling me closer
to the abyss.
I’m falling.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
RED
Red is the sun’s last ray
as it sets for the day.
Red is my vision as
I watch you play.
Red is the desire
I feel for you each day.
Red is your blood now
flowing through my veins.
PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist
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