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Swamp Ghosts… A Riverbend Novel ~ #Fiction #Romantic Suspense ~ @MarciaMeara
Marcia Meara, author of the popular Wake-Robin Ridge books, sets her second series in the sleepy little town of Riverbend, Florida, where the hungry creatures swimming in the dark waters of the St. Johns River aren’t nearly as dangerous as those walking along the quiet neighborhood streets. Wildlife photographer Gunnar Wolfe looked like the kind…
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Macro Monday…
Image by Briam Cute from Pixabay
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Life Shattered ~ #The Sunday Whirl ~ #Wordle 661 ~ #Poetry
I seem to have fallen under a spell. My world split in half Life shattered I call, no one comes. My words shallow, meaningless As I gaze into the distance drifts of a past life become mingled, with the dark cloud that hovers over me. The world feels damp and dim, no sun. When I…
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Silent Sunday… #Poetry #Keep Dreaming
Image by modi74 from Pixabay
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Stars
Originally posted on Working Title Blogspot: Stars fell from the breast of nightTo drop and die like winter leavesTheir dying made the sky so brightAs mortal children scarce believedBut we understood too lateThat none awoke to take their placeAnd death in darkness was our fateAs Mother Nature turned her face jane jago 2023
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Swamp Ghosts… A Riverbend Novel ~ #Fiction #Romantic Suspense ~ @MarciaMeara
Marcia Meara, author of the popular Wake-Robin Ridge books, sets her second series in the sleepy little town of Riverbend, Florida, where the hungry creatures swimming in the dark waters of the St. Johns River aren’t nearly as dangerous as those walking along the quiet neighborhood streets. Wildlife photographer Gunnar Wolfe looked like the kind…
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Macro Monday…
Image by Briam Cute from Pixabay
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Life Shattered ~ #The Sunday Whirl ~ #Wordle 661 ~ #Poetry
I seem to have fallen under a spell. My world split in half Life shattered I call, no one comes. My words shallow, meaningless As I gaze into the distance drifts of a past life become mingled, with the dark cloud that hovers over me. The world feels damp and dim, no sun. When I…
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Silent Sunday… #Poetry #Keep Dreaming
Image by modi74 from Pixabay
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Stars
Originally posted on Working Title Blogspot: Stars fell from the breast of nightTo drop and die like winter leavesTheir dying made the sky so brightAs mortal children scarce believedBut we understood too lateThat none awoke to take their placeAnd death in darkness was our fateAs Mother Nature turned her face jane jago 2023
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 