ALONE WITH NATURE

 

 

Alone with nature,

a feeling like no other.

A sky filled with birds,

purple with the fading sun.

Sea breezes wrap around me,

cocooning me with their mist.

Life stands still for this picture,

a glimpse of heaven from above.

DON’T LEAVE ME IN THE COLD

 

 

Please don’t set.

I need your light.

Your warmth.

Your heat.

Keep the moon away.

It brings the cold.

Shadows in its path.

Please don’t leave me.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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RED SUNSET

Cape Cod July 2013_-60 (by jackfrench)

 

 

Sunset brings shadows with the night.

Birds of prey take off in dark flight.

Hues of red fill the night air.

High-pitched howls sound too near. 

Residents hide behind locked doors.

Is that blood seeping through the floors?

The forest rumbles with song and laughter.

Night parties filled to every rafter.

Limousines line the path to the glass house

Glass statues watch them, quiet as a mouse.

Dancing halts at the strike of midnight,

Twirling figures freeze in the moonlight.

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IN THE PINK

 

 

I gaze at the pink sea so pure,

A vision of delight for sure.

The sun is setting down,

But there’s no reason to frown.

 

I could see the ocean floor.

Look at me I’m out the door.

The sun may be gone for the day.

The moon will soon be here to play.

 

THE CRIMSON REFLECTION

 

 

THE CRIMSON REFLECTION

 

The sky’s crimson reflection

mars the ocean’s blue surface.

As the sun sets for the night,

it hides behind the darkening clouds.

The sky dips into its bag of tricks

to bring forth a yellowed moon.

As the sky becomes inky black,

the water flows blood red.

From the murky depths,

dark creatures rise this night.

Onto our crisp white shores, they walk,

leaving bloody footprints in the sand.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

ALONE WITH NATURE