Come to our shore.
There are demons
and much more.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
relax
FIND ZEN
I want to find Zen.
I want to relax.
I sit.
Focus on the rocks.
Admire how they fit together.
How the sun shines on them.
Everything in perfect harmony.
I’m trying.
Not working.
Getting restless.
No Zen for me today.
SERENITY
Take me to where the sun shines its light
until the moon raises its spotlight.
As I lie down on a sheet of grass,
I feel like one troubled human mass.
Cover me with a blanket of flowers
as I gaze at the rainbow for hours.
I’m floating above the trees,
looking at my form at ease.
Contentment relaxes my face
as my heart slows its hectic pace.
I will be ready to face the day.
Serenity will be my mainstay.
FEEL IT
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Does this place exist?
Is it an illusion?
I need palm trees.
My own oasis.
An escape from the world.
Empty of people.
I can see it.
Feel the hot sunshine.
Cold water on my toes.
A paradise so sweet.
Honey on my lips.
I’m there right now.
Don’t bother me.
BE THERE
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The colors.
The force.
The salty air.
The warm breeze.
I can feel it.
I can smell it.
Be there with it.
A DAY IN OASIS, FLORIDA
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A sea breeze to soothe my aching soul.
Palm trees to fan my hot body.
Cold water caressing my toes.
White sand flowing through my fingers.
A day in Oasis, Florida.
A day at the beach.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook
Plugged In
No time to read.
No time to relax.
Running on empty.
Ears plugged in.
Brain plugged out.
No way to live.
INNOCENCE
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The sleep of the innocent.
Relax.
Dream.
Of rivers.
Streams.
Valleys.
Mountains.
Flowers.
So peaceful.
THE PERFECT PLACE
The perfect place to relax and read.
The perfect place to write.
I will close my eyes.
Listen to the water lapping at the windows.
Feel the motion of the waves.
Watch the fish swim by.
Safe inside my clear cocoon.
Lulling me to sleep.
Dreams filling my mind.
At rest.
At peace.
Perfect.
SWEPT AWAY
SWEPT AWAY
Lights twinkle on the horizon.
A horizon tinted pink by the night.
I walk past the mosaic trimmed pool.
A warm wind follows me.
I’m being swept away.
By the view.
By the lights.
By the beauty.
A contented sigh drifts on the wind.
SUSANNE LEIST 