WELCOME TO MY CASTLE

 

 

Welcome to my castle.

Not to be a hassle.

But please knock on the door.

It will open once more.

Step inside, join the party.

Come and eat long and hearty.

Until midnight strikes doom on the head.

You’ll be gone except for The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

DESERTED CASTLE

Inside Edinburgh’s castle. Scotland || Personal photograph

 

 

A castle where spirits walk

Darkness hides in corners

Vintage fingerprints smudge the walls

Old fragrances float in the air

Shadows follow without footsteps

And sighs fill the empty spaces

WELCOME

1 book WELCOME TO THE PARTY

 

Welcome to our castle.

Not to be a hassle.

But please knock on the door.

It might open no more.

Until midnight strikes doom on the head.

All will be gone except for The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME 

PINK FANTASY

Pink Castle

PINK FANTASY

I dream of a place
Where time stands still.
Petals fly from trees.
A pink hue cast on all.

Climb the stairs to the castle,
Where fantasies come to life.
The warm breeze carries music
On swirling rainbows of light.

Pretty maidens dance in circles
Around the courtyard of flowers.
Men become drunk on giggles
And flirty stares cast their way.

Who is the ruler of this paradise?
It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

WELCOME TO OUR CASTLE

 

 

Welcome to our castle.

Not to be a hassle

But please knock on the door.

It will open for you and more.

Step inside and join our party.

Everyone eat hearty

Until midnight strikes doom on the head.

All will be gone except for The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

A FANTASY

 

FANTASY

I dream of a place

where time stands still.

Petals fly from trees,

a pink hue cast on all.

Climb the stairs to the castle,

where fantasies come to life.

The warm breeze carries music

on swirling rainbows of light.

Pretty maidens dance in circles

around the courtyard of flowers.

Men become drunk on giggles

and flirty stares cast their way.

Who is the ruler of this paradise?

It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

DARK THOUGHTS

  1. WATCH THE NIGHT

    Carl Rabus – Spassky Gate in Moscow (detail)

     

    The clouds circle around.

    Bringing the moon closer.

    Lighting up the windows.

    Where faces watch the night.

  2. Inside Edinburgh’s castle. Scotland || Personal photograph

     

    A castle where spirits walk.

    Darkness hides in corners.

    Old fragrances float in the air.

    Shadows follow without footsteps.

    And sighs fill the empty spaces.