Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

FEATURED: PREY FOR THE DEAD

Caleb and Linda Pirtle

Monday, February 19, 2018

MY DEAR SUNFLOWER





artizan3: “ paul caponigro ” MY DEAR SUNFLOWER Can you grow in the dark, Or do you need a light? I will see on a lark If you grow in the night. The light grows dim. Shadows take the day. I can see him, Standing up to pray. Your arms spread out...

paul caponigro

MY DEAR SUNFLOWER

Can you grow in the dark,
Or do you need a light?
I will see on a lark
If you grow in the night.

The light grows dim.
Shadows take the day.
I can see you,
Standing up to pray.

Your arms spread out wide.
Your face to the moon.
You never need to hide.
It will be the day soon.

THE RAINBOW






THE RAINBOW
Some days can be heartless.
Some days cruel.
Bringing sorrow and tears.
Bringing you down to your knees.
Until you give up hope.
Give up on your dreams.
Refuse to lift your head.
Refuse to face another day.
And then comes the rainbow.

Are You Ready to Play?



1 Ready to play

Dark shadows fill the night.
Diving from a great height.
Have they come to play?
How long will they stay?
🖤THE DEAD GAME🖤

THE DEVIL HIDES HIS FACE







He has come for me.
I’ll never be free.
He comes this night.
Fear at first sight.

He claims his love.
But he’s no dove.
He’s evil as can be.
Always searching for me.

I must hide until morning.
Or the town will be mourning.
The devil hides his face.
I know his deadly pace.

His footsteps ring hollow.
Steps quicken to follow.
He sings a sweet song.
I know I’m not wrong.

The devil is right behind me.
Even though his face I can’t see.
He has me in his grasp.
I cry out with a gasp.

He kisses me with passion.
I know this is his fashion.
To take what is not his.
And make me only his.

THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, January 14, 2018

A KEYHOLE







A keyhole
Is all that we need.
To see.
To dream.
Let our imagination soar
To the world beyond.
To the unknown.
A peek.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

PINK FANTASY


Pink Castle
PINK FANTASY
I dream of a place
Where time stands still.
Petals fly from trees.
A pink hue cast on all.
Climb the stairs to the castle,
Where fantasies come to life.
The warm breeze carries music
On swirling rainbows of light.
Pretty maidens dance in circles
Around the courtyard of flowers.
Men become drunk on giggles
And flirty stares cast their way.
Who is the ruler of this paradise?
It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

CURSED


This is a fantasy come true. Sunshine in a sky so dark blue. White sand on a Florida beach. Within a tourist’s grasping reach. Until the night rears its dark head. And tourists disappear from bed. Can Oasis, Florida be cursed? Like it’s been...

This is a fantasy come true.
The sunshine in a sky dark blue.
White sand on a Florida beach.
Within a tourist’s grasping reach.
Until the night rears its dark head.
Tourists disappear from their bed.
Can Oasis, Florida be cursed?
Like it’s been carefully rehearsed.
Think twice before coming to shore.
It’s fun and games but so much more.
THE DEAD GAME

Thursday, June 15, 2017

TRAPPED IN MY OWN DESPAIR

THE EVIL STAIRCASE




No one answers our knock.
The front door drifts open.
I step into the dark hallway.
My friends close behind.
A dark staircase looms above us.
Gargoyles stand guard along its banisters.
Lights flicker from the right hallway.
A cold draft hits our left shoulders.
What should we do?
Read The Dead Game to find out.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

SAVE ME




Trapped in my own hell.
One small window to the world.
Trapped in my own mind.
Eyes searching for the truth.
Trapped in my own despair.
Sadness my only friend.
Trapped like this forever.
With no one to save me.

FOOTSTEPS


leirelatent
“Institute Benjamenta” (1995)
 
Has he come for me?
I hear his footsteps.
The leaves stop rustling.
The wind stops blowing.
The silence is overpowering.
A stranglehold on my nerves.
Is he standing outside the door?
Waiting for me to open it.
I won’t.
I won’t let him in.
He wants me.
I refuse to become one of them.
THE DEAD GAME