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📷 James Gregory
📷 James Gregory
Immortal Warriors: Three Paranormal Thrillers
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www.mjchristie.com/archives/9990
Immortal Warriors: Three Paranormal Thrillers
#writingcommunity #writing #paranormalwriting #paranormal #supernatural #eBooks
www.mjchristie.com/archives/9990
"This fierce peregrine mom was patrolling her territory to provide a safe airspace for her newly fledged babies. I thought she was going to attack a few gulls that flew close, but she decided to take a hard right and turn around, offering a rare face-to-face moment with the camera."
"This fierce peregrine mom was patrolling her territory to provide a safe airspace for her newly fledged babies. I thought she was going to attack a few gulls that flew close, but she decided to take a hard right and turn around, offering a rare face-to-face moment with the camera."
pencil
lead, if you
zoom in on it
with a microscope
is first a dark expanse,
but each magnification
reveals candescent clusters:
galaxy filament in graphite -
Let my pencil leave gauzy
comet tails in its wake,
nebula of dreams
across the stark
cosmos of
empty
page
#PoemsAbout #StarDust
pencil
lead, if you
zoom in on it
with a microscope
is first a dark expanse,
but each magnification
reveals candescent clusters:
galaxy filament in graphite -
Let my pencil leave gauzy
comet tails in its wake,
nebula of dreams
across the stark
cosmos of
empty
page
#PoemsAbout #StarDust
A page of ink dries
Breath immortalized
And somehow
The words end up
Smudging the skin
As if expression
Isn’t complete
Without some blunder
Or a taste of flesh
From which ideas derive
Because that’s the very nature
Of creation
And perfection is the myth
Chased endlessly
#vss365
A page of ink dries
Breath immortalized
And somehow
The words end up
Smudging the skin
As if expression
Isn’t complete
Without some blunder
Or a taste of flesh
From which ideas derive
Because that’s the very nature
Of creation
And perfection is the myth
Chased endlessly
#vss365
from my
misspent past
speak again ghost
haunting me with words
or are you an angel
singing mellisonant songs
of those days gone by when we loved
i hear you in the electric hum
reminding me i am never alone
#BlueSkyRelay
from my
misspent past
speak again ghost
haunting me with words
or are you an angel
singing mellisonant songs
of those days gone by when we loved
i hear you in the electric hum
reminding me i am never alone
#BlueSkyRelay