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Into the woods, I flee,
Yearning to be set free.
I don’t know which way to go.
I turn around, to and fro.
A light shines between the trees.
I peek between the thick leaves.
No one is along the path.
I can do the simple math.
It’s him against me.
I’ll never be free.
MEET ME IN MAINE
Broad brushstrokes of blue and gray
flow to greet the perfect day.
The meandering swipes of teal
mirror how you make me feel.
The foaming white swells drift apart
as your kiss lingers in my heart.
My fingers reach for the brush,
but I tell my mind to hush.
No painting needed today
to capture the perfect day.
Nature speaks of the time
when you were only mine.
Today, I said goodbye to Nounous, my best friend and the love of my life. It was a tough decision since I wasn’t ready. But I had to do what was best for him. He battled so many diseases this year. Diabetes and Cushing’s disease weakened him, but the worst was the infection he developed in both eyes this past November. The vet feared Nous would lose an eye, but I gave him antibiotics and eye drops until he recovered. I almost lost him, so the extra months with him were a godsend.
Over the summer, Nounous began eating less and losing weight. He ate sliced turkey, then all my refrigerator options, and finally settled on takeout. But soon, stuffed cabbage and Swedish meatballs weren’t enough to maintain his weight. The vet said it was my decision. Without additional blood tests, there was no way to know why he wasn’t eating. He could have acquired a new disease, or his teeth were too rotted. He was fifteen years and eight months and reached the end of his short life.
I made the appointment for Monday afternoon to have the weekend with him. I’ve lost family members, but this time, I felt my heart breaking. Before seeing the vet, we went to the park. Nous walked a little, but seemed tired. We sat on a bench for an hour and listened to the ducks and geese. Since he developed cataracts from his diabetes, Nous can’t see, but I explained to him the sounds. I talked and sang his favorite songs; he even drank some of my Starbucks iced coffee. Too soon, it was time to go.
No one was in a hurry at the vet, giving me extra time with Nounous. Since he lost more weight and the vet believed Nous appeared uncomfortable—she couldn’t tell how much pain he was in—I gave my consent and signed the papers. I picked a small box to keep him afterward, with a place for his picture. The first shot made him sleepy, but aware I was still with him. After the second shot, the vet said he was fighting it and breathing. Nous was a fighter; he didn’t want to leave me, and I didn’t want him to leave me. Another dose and the light in the world dimmed for the last time.
Goodbye, my sweet baby.
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Take the night to the limit,
The road to its end,
The sun to its setting.
Allow no stone unturned,
No drama incomplete,
No sentence unwritten.
Take the road to the limit,
To a future yet to happen,
To times better spent.
Raise a glass to adventure,
A smile to the road taken,
Leaving no road untaken.
Come with me to the pool by the sea.
Oasis is the best place to be.
Relax by the pool or sit at the bar.
Tourists visit this place from near and far.
I think I’ll take a dip in the pool.
I am definitely not a fool.
I’d never pass up a chance for fun
Or a tan in the Florida sun.
Wait. Come and look over here.
I found a book on the chair.
A small town is a beautiful place.
I see the stunned look on your face.
Oasis Hotel resembles this one.
But it isn’t always fun in the sun.
It is a haven for The Dead.
Is the heat going to your head?
The sky is turning dark.
Shadows appear in the park.
What’s that standing behind you?
It’s not one shadow, but two.
More shadows come ashore.
I will not wait for more.
Our destiny seems to be in this book.
I’m leaving now without a second look.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
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Sing me a love song.
Rhyme me a sad tale.
The woe of heartbroken lovers
whose tinny cries take to the air.
The needle rides the grooves.
Round in a circle, it goes.
No beginning or end.
Like a tear that refuses to fall.
A song without an end.
The melody echoes through eternity.
One jump and scratch at a time.
At the end of the journey,
where the sea runs red,
the nights grow long,
dark shadows roam free,
and The Dead come to play.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
When the music plays,
And your body sways,
Let my arms hold you,
And my body spoons you.
We’ll sashay to our own beat
And let the town fall at our feet.
As the demons fall from grace,
This remains our special place.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
The circle of life.
We may fall,
but we rise again
from the dust.
Life continues in
a never-ending circle.
Remove your mask.
Show your face.
Let the domino fall.
Let it shatter to pieces.
I want to see the man
Beneath the disguise.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
SUSANNE LEIST 