Threshold

He keeps the window open almost always.

For he can’t shake off the dusty layer he’s gathered over time.

His elbow has a bruise, purple yellow at a glance, from bumping into walls,

Down darkening halls, he has no reason to travel.

But he keeps a distance from the door, never seems to reach it.

It used to creak, that door, the front door on the first floor,

Where many, too many, have stood in indecision

On the other side, never his side.

He can’t see the scuff marks on the once white threshold,

Where they’ve stopped, moved no farther,

No further, in his case, in any event, in an emergency he would step out, step over.

No doubt, one day soon he will, he’ll have to leave.

But until that day, until that time,

He keeps the window open almost always.

d’Verse Poetics – Oral Poetryhttps://dversepoets.com/2021/08/31/poetics-oral-poetry/

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The Endgame: release date and pre-order links

I have enjoyed Chris James’s writing for many years. The Repulse series has been his BEST yet!! Can’t wait for the next installment – The Endgame. I’ve pre-purchased my copy already!!

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The completion of a new novel leads to a lot of what I call “book admin”. The first and most important issue is the cover. The cover for The Endgame didn’t take long because I had it visualised in my head for some time while writing it, so I only had to play around for a few hours to create it. But in addition to that, all other aspects of my online presence need work. So, I have to update my biography for my website and Amazon, add the new cover to my header images and replace them on all social media platforms, and then let all of you know that the next book is on the way.

The Repulse Chronicles, Book Four: The Endgame will be published on Amazon’s Kindle on 30 May. The paperback will likely be available a few days before then. As regular readers will know…

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There was a day

There was a day when I was twelve.

I sat upon a purple blanket, on the green field beside the park’s baseball diamond.

The sun blazed hot.

My bare toes searched through cool blades of June grass.

I had no cares except everything.

Happiness.

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44 word quadrille for this week’s d’Verse prompt: happiness

Amber

His arm outstretched on the bar top so long

Defining wood grain has marked his skin with deep welts, lines,

Semi-permanent tattoos, depicting the aching magnetism

Of old fashioned, warm amber, honeyed,

Pain relief. Waiting.

Just beyond his fingertips, though never beyond his grasp.

d’Verse quadrille (44 word poem) prompt: magnetic (in any form)