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Gifts, Truly Blessed I live in dreams. Eyes of dimmed sight. In the endless night, a crystal moon rises. Deep in the hidden confines of my mind I play, My endless imagination! My soul glows brightly in my eyes My physical limitations, sight, Eyes of dimmed light! I am a thinker, a wanderer, a dreamer In my mind, endless fields of roses bloom! Some call it a curse, others a burden! Many trials await me! I will rise to the challenge. For I am special. My eyes are truly open. I see that which others do not! I see people for who they are. My sight! My greatest gift from god! Truly blessed, for I truly see! A. J. Phillips Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors

My Grandma Passed away on New Years Eve 2016.  I stayed with her through the end and I will never forget what I saw this was inspired by those events.  While she was dying we had given her a bell to signal if she needed anything. The Bell of Time's Memories As mundane everyday objects become alien. Reality slips quietly away. The knell of the bell Has become maddening. Its subtle chime signals something Quite saddening. Still the bell chimes as knight takes queen, checkmate! Time is the enemy of memory. Only a memory can quantify the time which passes. Each one fades with a single chime. Lost in the knell of that bell.   Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors

The Reaper’s Love Look for it in my book Other Realms.  I hope you enjoy this sneak peek!   Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors In life he was unlucky, but will his luck change afterlife?! Here is a sample of my latest creation I hope you enjoy.   Available for sale here: Haunted Castle's Books Store             All I remember is a cacophony of noise, crunching metal, crackling glass and then the sky so blue and endless.  Looming over me was a shadow, the silhouette of a beautiful woman.  She had long elegant features, skin as pale as moonlight.  Her long raven hair was blacker and darker than the deepest night.   Her piercing eyes glimmered like starlight.  She was…she was t...

To the Stars As there are stars, there are also planets. On this blue little world, Erde, Terra or Earth, take your pick. I posed a question? it was answered with a smile, and a pretty set of green eyes. As it is, our world still spins! Tilted on an axis. Day to night, night to day. Tide in, tide out. Sunrise to moon set. Still those eyes and that smile shown brightly. As there are stars, so too are there planets. in the vastness of existence, I met you! A. J. Phillips Dedicated to my beautiful Fiance Rendi, her encouragement inspires me to keep pushing the envelope.  To keep on keeping on.  I will chase my dreams. Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors

Loves Progression As Orion walks on the horizon, following the path laid out by the moon. So too does it spin and so too does my love for you grow! Expanding like this infinite universe of ours. A. J. Phillips   Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors

What dreams are made of! Era’s come and go. Light hearted laughter, ushers them along. Flash forward, from the Victorian, to the 1920’s, to the 50’s. In the modern age we met. Through three cities we have traced. Upon the third between sister cities I got lost in your smile. Hello beautiful! A.J. Phillips Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors

A picture made real! The moon shone brightly, through the maze, of roses. Like a picture born from a photograph, standing at a crossroads. Lost in artistic beauty. Stood an image made real, the dream behind those eyes, resounding in its honesty! A picture can be worth a thousand words, so they say?! Reality is worth a thousand and one more! A. J. Phillips Also checkout my other works.   Amazon Author Page and like me on Facebook   Haunted Castle's Books Facebook Page Blog Series Forget Me Not 1313 Cemetery Way  Black Mirrors