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January 17, 2024
December 25, 2023
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December 17, 2023
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COZY FOR THE HOLIDAYS
Cozy mysteries with a paranormal twist!
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THE DEAD GAME SERIES
&
MEET ME IN MAINE,
the first book in THE BLUE HARBOR SERIES
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December 10, 2023
(via RIDE WITH ME) There is something not quite right.Meetings...
(via RIDE WITH ME)
There is something not quite right.
Meetings are held at midnight.
Dark shadows creep the street.
You don’t know whom you’ll meet.
Take me from here.
The Dead, I can’t bear.
THE DEAD GAME
(via WHERE THE WIND BLOWS) WHERE THE WIND BLOWSThe trees of the...
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WHERE THE WIND BLOWS
The trees of the forest shiver and shake.
Their long limbs tremble from the next quake.
Their bodies blaze a frosted white.
With tears frozen from their new plight.
The world has become hard and cold.
My trembling body feels old.
I’m surrounded on four sides by white.
The bright glare has blinded my sight.
White is the color of my nightgown
As I stand and shiver with a frown.
A shadow emerges from the trees.
I hope it is not him, pretty please.
My body moves forward against my will.
I grab a thick tree and try to hold still.
I dig my feet into the packed snow,
But I must go where the wind might blow.
November 26, 2023
(from “The Last Poetry”)
(from “The Last Poetry”)
The scene was literally being exploded with rage
and the darkness was so murky as to make an ominous color.
Eventually, she pushed the opponent away
and as the door closed, she laid back in bed
and took an unsightly posture.
She seemed to be trying to sleep.
The artificial rays disappeared along with the opponent,
but the murky colored darkness remained in the place.
November 9, 2023
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November 6, 2023
(from “An Artist”)
(from “An Artist”)
An artist is not who’s beautiful.
An artist is who makes a mess.
I have a poor mind and always struggled with grasping causality.
Instead of writing, made a mess.
Instead of an artist, became a pathetic fool.
(from “the flaming stillness”)
(from “the flaming stillness”)
time flows like water
mother died one day
the night goes deeper and deeper
when night comes, every past
and future death comes
along with darkness
and silence
no longer human ‘cause
couldn’t save the cat while
drifting under the scorching sun
though a boat trapped in hell with stillness
isn’t allowed to have a heart,
being soaked in the sea of oblivion
caused committing an indelible sin
tears of the unqualified
are just like
sounds
everything
is just
like cavity
and regret
October 22, 2023
(via WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HUMANKIND?) What has happened to...
(via WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HUMANKIND?)
What has happened to humankind?
Horror created by the collective evil mind.
They climb walls and cross a border
To enact terror against law and order.
Who attacks a music festival in farm fields,
While kidnaping babies as body shields?
The world can’t comprehend the bloodthirst
Nor explain the mind capable of this terror-thirst.
Our borders must be protected from the vicious horde,
Before the world succumbs to hatred across the board.
