What does it feel like to fly,
Rising to meet the blue sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.
Alone and soaring high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you, please.
What can I do to appease?
The wind will ruffle my feathers.
I will fly without any tethers.
I will fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
I search the night.
A lovely sight.
My wings are spread.
Don’t go to bed.
I see you scurry.
Don’t need to worry.
My talons reach for thee.
In the sky, you’ll soon be.
We’ll soar to my nest.
I will love you best.
I will be the last one you’ll see
before your eyes close for me.
“The Dead are coming,”
the bird tweets.
“The Dead are coming.
We must fly from the shore.
It’s not safe anymore.”
THE DEAD GAME
Reflections from above
surround me like a glove.
Hues of purple and pink
make me ponder and think.
I lift my face high
to the starry sky.
What is the reason I am here?
Why do I live my life in fear?
Questions in my mind
seek what I can’t find.
A shooting star streaks by.
“Is this my answer?” I sigh.
A bird perches near my arm.
I jump in fear and alarm.
Its black eyes stare back at me
and with a wink, it flies free.
I am alone with the night
with the moon at its full height.
My fear falls away like a cloak.
I begin to cry with a choke.
The bird has shown me a place
where I can reveal my face.
In the dark, we fly free.
We’re not afraid to fall.
Above mountains and sea,
Goodbye to one and all.
Where will we land?
We do not care.
Could be the sand
or a hunter’s snare.
What does it feel like to fly,
Lifting off to reach the sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.
All alone and way up high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you please.
What can I do to appease?
I want to fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
Over the water, I go.
It would make a great show.
Perfect.
No changes needed.
No rewind.
No second chances.
Perfect the first time.
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Sleep my pretty bird.
I won’t say a word.
Just rest your weary eyes.
Then we say our goodbyes.
Soon you will fly away to heights
As you drift through the days and nights.
Your new badge of freedom
You’ll wear in your kingdom.
But always remember me
As the one who set you free.
I sing my song.
I can’t be wrong.
I am king of the day
Until I fly away.
SUSANNE LEIST 