Infrared photo.
Wolni Lake in the North-West of Hamburg by Michi Lauke
An oasis for me
Under a purple tree.
Leaves fan my tired face
Far from the human race.
The view takes me away
Where the happy can play.
I close my heavy eyes
To shut out mankind’s lies.
PURPLE FURY
The sky flashes purple and pink
amidst flashes of blue and white.
Reflected on the silvery surface
in shades of aquamarine and amethyst.
We see only a glimpse of its fury.
A quick shot of hot anger.
Don’t look away
for all too soon it will be gone.
Can anything be as pretty as me?
What about the flower on this tree?
I will fly high to get it.
This hummingbird will reach it.
It tastes so good in my tummy.
Who knew it would be so yummy?
Day/Night
Open your eyes for me.
Sparkle and shine for me.
Purple on one side.
As deep as your pride.
Lighter on the other.
Pretty as they hover.
As I walk slowly in a daze,
Surround me in a purple haze.
I could fall asleep in this tent,
The smell alone is heaven sent.
The scent of lilac is filling my head,
I need to find an appropriate bed.
I will just sit on this bench in the sun
And enjoy the lights of the setting sun.
Cover me in purple.
Flowing like wine.
Pouring over my body.
Let it trickle down.
Down to my mouth.
I want a sip.
Of the purple nectar.
Dark & Stormy by mrjones131 on Flickr.
A sizzle lights up the night sky.
Followed by thunder up so high.
The black clouds rumble in dismay.
Crumbling like figures of clay.
Red soon joins the purple light.
Gearing up for a loud fight.
The sea’s quiet below.
Keeping its head down low.
We’re in for a charged night.
As The Dead come to fight.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Light radiates from within.
Part the purple leaves,
And you’ll see it.
The orange glow.
A life force that shimmers,
Transcending time and space.
The eternity of nature.
The sky is under attack
From demons rising below.
The sun shines no more,
Hidden behind the moon’s glare.
Lightning hits the clouds,
Striking them from all sides.
Darkness descends upon Oasis,
Dark shadows of the night.
Residents flee the streets
To hide behind closed doors.
Linda is determined to fight,
To save her town from The Dead.
THE DEAD GAME
Wait for the night.
To darken the sky.
In deep shades of red.
To purples fading to black.
Silence follows on gossamer wings.
To quiet uneasy heartbeats.
To soothe roaming beasts.
Wait for the night.
To bring a dark veil on activities.
To unfurl the roaring waves.
Silence is here.
And so is the night.
