THE PERFECT PARADISE

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The perfect oasis where dreams come true.

Palm trees wave their arms in the warm breeze.

Birds sing a happy tune above the blue.

Until the night exhales its cold breath.

Torrents of wind dig through the white sand.

Where dark shadows leave no footprints.

And tourists remain innocent no more.

 

THE DEAD GAME

ENJOY THE VIEW

View

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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.

ANOTHER DAY IN FLORIDA

 

 

Sounds of footsteps.

Whistles and shouts.

The air grows heavy.

The streets fill with cars.

Men leap from vehicles.

They stand before the mob.

The town turns quiet.

Residents freeze in place.

Birds flee from trees.

Squirrels scamper to safety.

Another day in Oasis, Florida.

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MY SECRET

 

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.

I want to look at water & not towers.

Colors to brighten my day.

A place where birds come to play.

I walk to the end of the pier.

I gaze into the depths without fear.

I watch the fish swimming by,

Not monsters lurking nearby.

Allow time to pass slowly and be savored.

Whoever comes this way will be favored.

I think it’s only prudent and fair

To share my secret with those who care.

AFTER THE STORM

 

 

The winds have taken their victims.

Tree limbs lie scattered across the grass.

A quiet descends upon the land.

Animals peek from

their hiding places.

Birds chirp in unison,

happy to be free again.

The sun will soon shine.

The clouds will clear.

The darkness will leave.

The earth regenerates itself,

preparing for the new day.

ALONE WITH NATURE

 

 

Alone with nature,

a feeling like no other.

A sky filled with birds,

purple with the fading sun.

Sea breezes wrap around me,

cocooning me with their mist.

Life stands still for this picture,

a glimpse of heaven from above.

CREATURES FROM HELL

Take cover.

End House holds evil.

Within the walls.

Hidden in the dark basement.

Windows shatter.

Creatures attack.

No one is safe from The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

 

 

The birds sense evil.

They fly away.

Time for us to flee.

THE DEAD take no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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A PERFECT OASIS

 

 

A perfect oasis where dreams come true.

Palm trees wave their arms in the warm breeze.

Birds sing a happy tune above the blue.

Until the night exhales its cold breath.

Torrents of wind dig through the white sand.

Where dark shadows leave no footprints.

And tourists remain innocent no more.

THE DEAD GAME

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