Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Neil Leist






Neil Leist

Yesterday, I met a famous photographer, Tony Vaccaro, who had photographed my brother in 1981. It was a year before my brother’s car accident. After two years in a coma, Neil passed. I’m more determined than ever to write a book on my brother’s life. Tony took photos of Presidents Kennedy, Obama, and Nixon. Famous stars like Sophia Lauren. Artists like Picasso and Georgia O’Keefe. And my brother, Neil Leist. Neil had just become the CEO and President of American Bakeries. He made his fortune in the commodities markets and was on his way to the top. The accident ended his dreams and mine.

This isn't the photo taken by Tony Vaccaro. This photograph is the last one I have of my brother. 

Monday, December 16, 2019

My Dark Life Has Taken Its Toll



The sea breeze soothes my aching soul.
My dark life has taken a great toll.
Seagulls taunt me with their cries.
I cannot live with my lies.
It's time to tell my story.
Darkness, at times gory.


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Friday, December 13, 2019

ESCAPE THE DEAD


1 Prey Who will save us from The Dead_

I must escape this hell
Where The Dead trap me,
Try to snare me
With their evil ways.
I must find a way
Out of this dungeon
To the world above.
👁️PREY FOR THE DEAD👁️

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

WHAT DO YOU SEE?



WHAT DO YOU SEE?
The mind is complex.
It stores information.
It reasons.
It’s also creative.
I see a butterfly and its shadow.
What do you see?

ABANDONED


Abandoned Library (by katka.havlikova)

Abandoned books.
Knowledge lost.
Potential buried.
Animals scurry past
Discarded pages
That no one will read.
The wind sighs.

WHEREVER YOU ARE




Wherever you are,
Know that I’m with you.
My thoughts follow you.
I feel your pain
and relish in your joys.
I visit your dreams.
I’m beside you when you wake.
My spirit will keep you warm.
My arms will comfort you
in the dark days ahead.
Wherever you are,
I’ll be there.

Monday, December 9, 2019

STEP INSIDE



Step inside.
It’s dark.
Deserted.
Don’t worry.
They wait for you.
Climb the staircase.
Gargoyles stand sentry.
The games will soon begin.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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THE DEAD AND GONE



THE DEAD AND GONE
A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.

Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.

Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, December 8, 2019

FIGHT FOR ME







I will wait for him
until the moon rises
and the stars fill the sky.
He will come for me, I know.

💔THE DEAD GAME 💔 by Susanne Leist

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Saturday, December 7, 2019