The Others… #Poetry

 

 

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The Others

When you leave your bed in the morning

Be sure to smooth out the line

Your body left behind

For there are others who wait

To steal the warmth from your soul

Should they manage to occupy

The space you vacated

Your soul turns cold, a shard of ice

Stealing the warmth from your heart

Turning your footsteps from the path

You were meant to tread

Strange winds blow through your life

While others slowly take form

Until there is another lying

In the line where you once slept…

©anitadawes

Jaye’s Journal # Week 41

 

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Does anyone really enjoy promoting their work?

 

At the beginning of the week I managed to bite the bullet and bravely announce the launch of my latest masterpiece, Silent PayBack. I asked for help from our writing/reading community and was very surprised by the immediate response that almost overwhelmed me.

Like a lot of authors, I am not fond of all the trumpet blowing that you need to do to send your brainchildren out into the world.  It usually comes as a great surprise to many writers to discover we prefer the peace and solitude of our writing caves, rather than the noisy, complicated world of publishing and promotion.

In the real world, parents send their offspring into the world to find their own way, confident they have equipped them with everything they will ever need to make a success of their lives. You see them turn away to return to the now empty nest, trying not to feel sad that this stage of their lives is over.

Writing a book is not like this.

We cannot simply stand at the door and wave goodbye, confident we have done all we can. We must go with our creation, often equipped with a virtual crowbar to prise open all those tightly closed doors!

This week, I am floundering around like a ship with no rudder. I stumble from one problem to another, making to do lists like there will be no tomorrow. If I do manage to achieve anything, it seems to happen by magic and not by intent.

I have done book tours before, with moderate success but always with the same low level of confidence, probably due to my lack of know how.

This time, however, I have tried to learn more about the process, in order to make it easier and ensure more book sales.

But between you and me, I cannot wait until I can retreat into my cave and pick up my favourite writing pen again!

 

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Huge thanks for everyone who has offered to help with the launch, and all those who have grabbed a copy at the Pre-sale on Amazon.

A bargain at just .99p or $.99 for one more week!

Amazon UK:  amzn.to/2p4xxzg

Amazon US:   amzn.to/2LXHgjO

 

#Water… #Poetry

 

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Water

Sapphire world of midnight, magic rises,

a gift for the world of mortals

The water queen spreads

her magic across the globe

Whether you want it or not

Baptisms, blessings, bathing, we all use it

Not realising it has a memory

From where it was born

Each person it has touched good or bad,

it matters not, water flows where it will.

Beneath the ground, hidden caverns

Through the graveyards where the dead sleep

In eternal slumber

When we thirst, we drink to stay alive

Whose memory do we take upon ourselves.

©anitadawes

Book Launch for Silent PayBack ~ Can you help?

I never thought this day would come, but here it is!

Sink or swim, Silent PayBack is now out there, waiting for me (and lots of other people, God willing!) to promote our socks off!

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A serial killer roams the streets of Brighton, hunting for the next victim.
When the case lands on detective David Mallory’s desk, will his battle against his secret demon prevent him from bringing this vicious monster to justice?
As the body count rises, Mallory finds himself sinking under the weight of his heavy secret – one that could jeopardise his job and his reputation.
With the pressure building, can the troubled detective reconcile his issues and solve the case before more women die?

Now on Pre-sale!

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At long last, Silent PayBack is finished and now on Amazon for Pre-sale until 22nd October at the reduced price of just ’99p/$.99!

Amazon UK:  amzn.to/2p4xxzg

Amazon US:   amzn.to/2LXHgjO

 

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I would love some help with my book launch for SPB, now on Pre-sale on Amazon at a bargain price until publication date, October 22nd, at which time the price will revert to normal! All being well, the print edition will follow shortly.

I am busy gathering lots of promo material, and Advanced Reader Copies (ARC) are also available …

If you could help in any way, please let me know by email:  https://jayemarie01@btinternet.com
Or leave me a message in the comments.

And for all those lovely people who have already offered, I will be in touch very soon!

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Unholy Ground… #Poetry

 

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Unholy Ground

Two male figures, poised in a dance of fire

Pale fingers of light reaching,

trying to call them back

The sacred woodland half in shadow

Its fiery centre hypnotising,

daring you to enter

Surely, certain death awaits

those foolish enough to try entering

the devils fire, no flames needed

Trees lean towards each other,

embracing the heat

Lovers cursed, turned to wood,

yet passion remains

A dance of eternity

The path looks soft, easy to tread

How many have tried to save the lost souls

In this sacred woodland

How many more will dare to enter

I turn away, whispering a prayer

Knowing there is nothing I can do

No amount of rain can turn the devils fire out…

©anitadawes

Thank you for reading this poem, please leave a comment, as we would love to hear from you…

Anita’s Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Anita-Dawes/e/B0034NUE10/

Never born… #Poetry

 

 

 

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Never born…

An angel in the alley, whispering to pass us by

Waiting for a response, for one person to hear

Her reason for being here.

waiting in the shadows, her mission, to be healed

she will know by their answer, I am here.

Her wings will no longer be broken

She is twinned with one who walks here

She will pass, hear the words whispered

Her need will be answered by the

Giving of life from one soul to another

Death waits with broken wings

Her debt paid to a twin never born…

©anitadawes

From the Platform… #Poetry

 

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I stood on the platform thinking

about the film, ‘sliding doors’

Having missed my train

What else might I have missed?

A handsome stranger with green eyes

Smiling at me

Before the train reaches its destination

Had he asked for my number?

Not likely, I’d be squashed

between two sweaty oiks

Finally reaching work, late

I was expecting a black look from the boss

No black looks, my fantasy from the platform

Having stepped in for the day

Stood smiling at me

I hoped by the end of this day

he would ask for my number

I need those emerald eyes to do more

than just smile at me…

©anitadawes