Haze covers the town,
but please do not frown.
Secrets are concealed.
The Dead are revealed.
We come in the fog.
The mist we don’t hog.
We’ll share it with you,
a shimmering blue.
The moon shines its glare
on those who come here.
Frolic in the night.
Just keep out of sight.
THE DEAD GAME
A reflection of perfection.
Better than the original?
It moves.
It shimmers.
It elongates.
It stretches.
Distorting the original.
A reflection.
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.
RISE FOR ME
Will the sun rise today?
Colors of yellow and red.
Glowing inside to its own beat.
Shimmering with heat.
Ready to begin a new day.
Will you rise today?
Bringing light to the dismal world.
Breaking into the darkness.
Shattering the bleakness.
With your bright rays.
Will you rise today for me?
Please do.
For I need you.
I need your light.
Your soul.
Your heavenly body.
Please rise for me today.
COME TO ME
The ocean shimmers.
Shades of blues and greens.
Soft ripples.
Lapping waves.
Reflecting the sun’s core.
Glistening.
But here she comes.
The ship to shore.
Too close to the rocks.
Stay clear of the sharp points.
Stay clear of the strong currents.
Come to me.
Come to me safely.
SUSANNE LEIST 