Welcome the night
And its good friend, the moon.
Do not take flight
From the man in the moon.
Let the moon take over
From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without severe pain.
A thick blanket will fall,
Giving the earth security.
Darkness will cover all
With its fine grace and purity.
For the sun, no need to pine.
Don’t waste precious time mourning.
The stars will twinkle and shine.
The sun will rise come morning.
HAIKU OF GOODBYE
The galaxy shines.
In awe of the human race.
It makes my heart race.
I cannot see far.
But I know what is right here.
It’s not far from here.
Heaven covers us.
Protects above and below.
To it, I must go.
Goodbye to my friends.
Time comes to an abrupt end.
I shine for each friend.
Welcome the night
And its friend, the moon.
Don’t take flight
From the man in the moon.
Let the moon take over
From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without hesitation or pain.
A thick blanket will fall,
Covering the earth with security.
Darkness will cover all
With its grace and purity.
The stars will twinkle and shine.
For the sun, do not pine.
It will return tomorrow morning
With no need for any worrying.
What might the near future hold?
Buildings of concrete and stone.
We might be traveling by flying cars,
Far above the trees and among the stars.
Sunlight will only be a reflection,
A lighted saber for our protection.
This future might be hard to bear,
A future that might be too near.
The stars shine each night
to ease our combined fright.
They wait for us to shine.
So, please do not pine.
We’ll make it through this hell
to ring the nightly bell.
Come to me, my lovely.
Do you want some bubbly?
Let’s dance beneath the stars.
I’ll take you with me to Mars.
I will grow.
I will reach the stars.
I don’t care about the graves
or the mausoleums.
I don’t care
The Dead
walk the night.
I will grow leaves.
I will stay here.
I will stay alive.
THE DEAD GAME
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A walk in the dark.
Alone in the park.
The cold creeps.
The trees shiver.
The falling snow whispers.
The stars sparkle.
No voices.
No noises.
Alone with the snow
And the bitter cold.
I gaze at the night sky
at the bright lights so high.
Will my wishes come true?
Will I ever see you?
You appear in my dreams each night.
I yearn to have you in my sight.
I haven’t seen you for years.
But you’re always in my tears.
Would we have had a good life,
one without sadness and strife?
I won’t be able to ask you this.
I won’t be rewarded with this bliss.
I must be content with my dreams
as my life crumbles at the seams.
I keep my memories close inside.
Of my love, I have no need to hide.
The stars twinkle.
The moon shines.
The waves reflect.
And so do I.
SUSANNE LEIST 