Peter James Martin

You're very welcome 🙂

You're very welcome 🙂

Thank you 🙂 I went the direct route 🤣

You're very welcome 🙂

You're very welcome 🙂

Chapter 1 of Avalon Tales: The Girl With The White Hair has landed on my blog 🙂

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Now grown up, after the events of the prologue, what life has Isabelle made for herself?

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'Nice, #bonny flowers, Pixie.'
'Grew them myself, Gabe.'
'How odd, they seem to be looking at me. And are those... fangs? Pixie, what have you done.'
'Just a few fun charms.'
'They're hissing & leaning toward me.'
'Relax. Just keep your distance. It's not like they have feet... yet.'
#vss365

Great write 🙂

those precious pebbles
the ones that tickle my feet
shifting with the sea
#vss365 #precious #poetry

Brilliant write 🙂

ancient desert dunes
she #watches shimmering sand
crawl in the sun
one #precious grain setting out
beyond the span of her time

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Great write 🙂

Great write 🙂

i don't know
what to do with this hurt
with this
unrequited thing

you are still precious to me
as much as you ever were

but i was
a phase that has passed?
a regrettable mistake?

i don't know
what to do with this sadness
with this verse
no one wants to read

#vss365
#precious

Great write 🙂

Another objective to reach and hold fell into Dylan’s communications and he wished it was physical so he could scrunch it up and throw it away in disgust.

#Precious lives put at risk for almost nothing of worth, no ground gained, no Enemy stopped.

Things had to change. They had to listen!

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Brilliant write 🙂

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The Stutter Point
precious
lives in the stutter
between two blinks
wearing the skin of small catastrophes:
a spoon ringing at 3:47am,
a bitten knuckle under fluorescent light,
parentheses holding
(we almost lost him).

precious is the sound
between almost‑gone
and still‑here.

#precious

Brilliant write 🙂

Cold & wet
Soaked by shivering sheets of sky
Nithered to marrow
Buffeted and bounced by
Wind rain and barstewards
Rushing to #precious pubs
In mindless metal boxes
Sitting on the bumper of a Sunday dawdler 10 seconds sooner
Twuntish in their tailgating
And their empty of empathy existence
#Vss365

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Thank you 🙂 😊

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Life demands
consume my mind,
but then,
always—
it returns
to you

mundane tasks
occupy my hands,
until they land
upon your skin—
all else,
forgotten

the world sits heavy
on my heart,
as it beats
quietly

until you
enter the room

then all the world
becomes
the pulsing sound
of love.

#poem #poetry

Your kind comments about my cat, Bonny, are appreciated, as are your postings for #vss365. The breadth of your creativity inspires me and I am fortunate to have the privilege of reading you. I consider you all as the March 12 #prompt: #precious.

Great write 🙂

Little Marcia and I are the lab rats that will test if this portal can safely transport us across galaxies.

"If Scotty from Star Trek were here, he'd wish us a #bonny trip," I say, attempting to insert some levity.

Her face scrunched up.
"I don't know who that is."

#vss365

Fantastic write 🙂

Waves breaking over stone jetty under a cloudlit sky.

She looks at me,
eyes moonstruck from the craggy shore.
I pray I’ll never forget those shoreborn eyes,
which held me for many a night and morrow.
But the ocean turns hours to years and boy to man,
and my #Bonny is but a memory—
for land and sea, they meet but once.

#vss365

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