Sunday, August 27, 2023

REGRETS


Source:sj0

As I fade away,

I think of days gone by.

As I crumble to sand,

I remember the past.

As I shrivel to nothing,

I regret what I’ve done.

But most of all,

I regret what I haven’t.

PREY FOR THE DEAD


I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

I’ll be rising soon

On the next full moon.

I’ll rise from down under

On lightning and thunder.

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different, you see.

My new body is strong.

Now, do not get me wrong.

I still love you, my dear.

Of that, please have no fear.

Monday, August 21, 2023

THE WINDS MOAN


The winds moan.
The inn shakes.
Footsteps echo above us.
Have the police found the killer?
The house becomes quiet.
Nature stills as if holding its breath.
I stare at my shivering guests
before the lights go out.

MEET ME IN MAINE

by Susanne Leist

http://amzn.to/3YKZKqN

Friday, August 18, 2023

Welcome to RRBC'S WRITERS' CONFERENCE & BOOK EXPO!

 Join me at RRBC's 8th Annual Writers' Conference & Book Expo!


Win books & prizes!

Meet the friendliest authors online!

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Thursday, August 10, 2023

Book Review-My Last Year-Susanne Leist


   Thank you for the awesome review on Miki’s Hope blog. 

Book Review-My Last Year-Susanne Leist

THURSDAY, AUGUST 10, 2023

Anyone who has or has had a beloved pet will be able to relate to this story of a dog’s last year. It was written by his Mom but spoken in his words. Animals seem to know when their time on this earth is coming to an end. They cling to their beloved Mom and Dad. You can see worry in their eyes–what will happen once I’m gone? They really try to keep up and do all that they used to do when younger–but can’t anymore. It is heartbreaking for both the pet and the owner.

I found myself with tears in my eyes-both for Nounous and his Mom–and remembering all my babies who have gone over the Rainbow bridge.

About the Book: (from Amazon)

Nounous is a fourteen-year-old Maltese dog who loves people but loves his mother most. As he takes his last steps, he reminisces on life and worries about leaving his Mommy alone.

His mother, Susanne Leist, is a paranormal suspense author and former financial analyst. When she isn’t writing her books, Susanne spends precious time with Nounous, her best friend and muse.

Read a Chapter or Two Here

Purchase the Book Here

About the Author: (from Amazon)


Hi, I am an author of paranormal suspense. In my first series, The Dead Game Series, the dead walk the night & into the day, leading our heroines on a dangerous adventure from Florida to Quebec.

The Blue Harbor Series offers a new set of heroines who fight to save their town from an Indian curse. The first book, Meet Me In Maine, uncovers the perpetrator of the curse and the plight of the Penobscot culture at the hands of the white man.

Meet Me In Maine’s new edition contains two bonus chapters with Scarlett’s and Elizabeth’s stories, revealing why they chose to settle in Blue Harbor. I also have a special treat for you, My Last Year, written by my Maltese Nounous.

Please sit back, put up your feet, and let me bring mystery and romance to your lives.

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Wednesday, July 26, 2023

My Last Year


Today is the release of the short story, My Last Year, in the voice of Nounous.

Nounous is a fourteen-year-old Maltese dog who loves people but loves his mother most. As he takes his last steps, he reminisces on life and worries about leaving his Mommy alone.

His mother fears the day she must say goodbye to her best friend and muse.

My Last Year by Nounous

https://amazon.com/dp/B0CCT2S9LQ/

Wednesday, July 19, 2023

PREY FOR THE DEAD


The sand is soft beneath my feet.

I’m sure I’ve found a pleasant treat.

A metal door swipes across the sky,

removing the sun from the blue sky.

Trapped in a replica of my town,

I watch the sand become dark brown.

My longed-for peace won’t be won

since I’ve trusted the wrong one.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

https://amzn.to/2F1IiI2

http://bit.ly/2XCDuD7

Sunday, July 16, 2023

FINGERS FROM HEAVEN


Fingers from heaven

Reach for the shore.

Crooked shafts of light

Electrify the dark sky.

The clouds circle closer.

The rain falls harder.

The howling winds follow.

The waves rise up in fright.

The end is in sight.

A GARDEN FOR THE DEAD


crying statue

Frozen in place.

Dripping tears for centuries.

Memories of a lifetime.

Praying for salvation.

A frown for eternity.

Will her tears sprout

a garden for The Dead?

THE DEAD GAME

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP 

Thursday, July 13, 2023

SNOWBOUND


Snowbound at the inn,

no one can get in,

besides the cursed one

who has already won,

by picking off bodies,

one by one.

MEET ME IN MAINE

by Susanne Leist

http://amzn.to/3z0EcsQ

Sunday, July 9, 2023

FROZEN WITH PAIN


A town where the snow is black,

bringing coldness & fear.

Old remnants of tears held back

& times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,

fear covers in disarray.

Anguished & frozen with pain,

dark petals fall in dismay.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

Tuesday, July 4, 2023

A RED GLOW


red glow

Alexander Calder, Sumac V. 1953.

A glow in the night

will lead me astray

from the moon’s light

to where I can’t say.

Bloody prints mark the way

to a small town on the shore.

At the end of the day,

we are at the devil’s door.

Time has no meaning or reason.

You can travel forward or back.

Death will follow with each season.

It is past time for me to pack.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj  

NOTHING TO FEAR


1 Nothing to fear

You tell me there’s nothing to fear

since The Dead will soon be here.

Waves cascade to the shore.

I don’t believe The Dead’s lore.

Nothing can ruin this paradise.

Yet, cold fear runs through me like ice.

Now, the winds quicken their speed,

but I still refuse to heed.

I give a last glance at the trees,

and they are falling to their knees.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP  

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj