#indiepublisher - Poetry of James F. Miller II

The End of a Recycled Cycle

As we move into the Aquarian Age, is anyone else noticing the state of the world and comparing it to the “historical records” that we have access to? Nothing will be as it was, and nothing is as it was nor will it ever be. This fascinates the shit out of me. As we move…

In the pause between breaths

Amongst the madness Merry Christmas and happy holidays! I appreciate you taking the time to stop and read this blog post. I will try hard to not keep you tied up too very long. Thank you everyone for a sensational welcoming in and throughout all of 2020 and also for your continuing support of my…

This week I present to you a score of promotional goodness… how about a free ebook copy of Ghost?

Ghost in the Reflection-Letters to Erin will be offered on Amazon as a free ebook today, tomorrow and Wednesday. So if you haven’t already purchased it, well, you’re not going to get a much better price. I hope to see a large score of e-books given away over these next few days. That’s my big…

In this old, voiceless house

Sometimes in the ripples of space, in the early twilight of dawn, we look out and up in longing for hopeless hope without the merciless pleadings that usually accompany. Some days we can ration the bowl to be half full, yet others it’s definitely half empty, and as unformidable as it may sound, they are…

Sinkholes, black holes, hookers, sinners and fishin’ lures that form the changing tides

I grasp the walls soaking wet, grip slipping further down and I furiously fight to catch my breath amongst the frantic panic. The hourglass continues to empty quickly, meanwhile, the piling half grows so slowly. Ain’t it funny how that shit like that works? In those moments lost laying upon the bottom, we learn…

disadvantagely, the broken may be susceptible to fracturing much easier than its counterpart

I began in enjoyment this paid absence from that torturous hell that pays my bills, then in boredom I thought maybe I may have missed the shit hole. Then the buzz wore off and I found I enjoy this not being caged in a place I loathe, and that I’m pretty certain in a place…

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