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'Colours' - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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"I feel everything...." - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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"I am not afraid of the storm!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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'Change starts in the streets!' - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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‘Dark places’ - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle.
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‘Ghosts’ - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. #poetry #poem #jamesmcinerney #MentalHealthAwareness #AmWriting
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'My story' - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. #poetry #poem #jamesmcinerney #MentalHealthAwareness #AmWriting
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genvieve-of-the-wood · 6 days ago
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Resurrections And Other Miracles But On My Terms
The egg or the chick,
the order or the chaos,
the bulb or the tulip,
the love, the life or the Death.
Which was the beginning?
They say Death cannot
live without a life to take,
and we do not really live
unless we know love,
and do we understand
love after we die
or after someone we love dies?
Mom,
I have so many questions
and I think sometimes
you want to answer me,
but not my questions.
I looked for you today
and the wind answered
instead.
I miss you,
despite the silence.
Don’t rise unless you wish,
you have no divinity
to prove to anyone.
But today, I would have
loved to have you
surprise me, show up
in a miraculous way
like money when you need it
in a pocket
but don’t expect it.
I was taught all the stations
of the Cross as a girl,
and now I am
thinking about your sacrifices,
and mine
and I flailed myself as a pilgrim
of the Church of Motherhood
and Martyrdom
for coming up short.
I have a flaming heart,
Mom,
and gasoline tears,
this, my sign I am no saint.
I am trying so hard
to move this tombstone
and reappear,
after my one handed, incomplete
botched crucifixion.
You are already ascended,
help me not to rescind
on myself.
The real miracle is how we
choose to rise again,
and again,
and again
even if we hold such blasphemy
against ourselves,
and punish it accordingly,
which keeps us in the real hell.
I can only drink water,
put away the wine
and keep those pearls you gave me,
the ones pigs will never
appreciate.
It’s alright you are quiet,
your soul is still
this Easter, Mom.
Maybe you are just modeling
what my soul should
do in the darkness,
before the sun rises.
@genvieve-of-the-wood April 4, 2021
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"Shine bright!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. #poetry #poem #jamesmcinerney #MentalHealthAwareness #AmWriting #Easter2021
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"We are born in the shadows but not all seek the light.” - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle.
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"The miles always matter!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 10 days ago
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"Step into the light!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 10 days ago
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‘Strike one, you’re out!’ - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. #poetry #poem #quoteoftheday #jamesmcinerney #MentalHealthAwareness #AmWriting #writerslife
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 17 days ago
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"Control the flow!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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genvieve-of-the-wood · 20 days ago
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Indirect Protection Technique
I finally understand
my training.
My shield arm goes up,
my sword ready.
Every time your mouth
moves,
a lie must be blocked.
@genvieve-of-the-wood March 20, 2021
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 21 days ago
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"Change your world!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 23 days ago
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"Manners matter!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. #poetry #poem #quoteoftheday #jamesmcinerney #MentalHealthAwareness #AmWriting #writerslife
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aureatemoonshine · 25 days ago
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madness
we will go mad in each other's ways I'll split open and spill out over pure white bedsheets and you will envelop as many kisses, watercolours and sweeter nothings into paper birds and throw them at the sky till someone finds your bitter words and kisses them back and takes them as their own . madness is a talent and for once, we are exceptional at it and I guess if madness were to be learnt I wouldn't know if people would gravitate towards it or shun it and neither really seems plausible . the world tilts when you go mad in my way and all the stars collapse over each other like a sedimentary rock, layers and layers of stars knit together to form the sun's long lost binary, and they revolve over and over and in our eyes, like a stroboscopic image they all look like they form a halo around the sky and to you and me, there is no magic there . when I go mad in your way, I'll twist us into the mad ghosts of no-end home washed up, we'd be mad in a way that a scripted death is and mad in a way that the diluted colors of the city flushed us in the most unforgiving shade of golden and like that, you and I will sit by a somewhat cobalt, somewhat Aegean sea and I think our words will be as garbled as the record player bleeding in shades of a glittery fawn and trespassing over every other road till it pollutes the river with golden coins and we'd still be there, unable to hold hands or touch or speak or do anything but hear and we'd be a pantomime, a terrible one at that, our tragedy is a cliche play isn't that every poet's nightmare? . imagine that tiny street our first ever 'I love you was uttered with posters with not enough glue littered over every lamppost and the roads were enamel white and a pearly matte blue-grey the colors name; I cannot remember there was madness in the eyes of the rats that scurried around our feet ready to feed off our love and my paper birds somehow came to life and swarmed around us too it was suffocating, it was the intoxicated us I think the world gained a scratch back there we don't go to that street anymore and as we moved away further and further we grew mad in our own way and then began to imitate each other's madness till they became our own too . in all the weight of all the world saw us to be (alluring and grandiose) the tiny moments got lost in itself and what made it humane, is what made it a wedge, a gaping hollow, a cliffhanger is what made it inhumane in all that we wanted to be (alluring and grandiose) those tiny bits made us lose ourselves in each other's madness (as if our lungs held hands and then forgot how to function and then we never breathed the same again) . will we learn our way to sobriety? perhaps not, talents like those aren't forgettable and moreover, are an addiction like dandelions to wine on a Sunday midnight and to an extent, our madness is the only thing keeping us together and I don't know who I have grown to be in a universe where I'm sober . (the guilt of us scratching the street that the earth held hurts me like no other a murmur of incomprehensible syllables and the acrimony of a first time remains on my tongue and curled my taste buds into tiny roses, I can't taste broth anymore the remorse over scraping a small, insignificant part of the earth is ubiquitous, it follows me around does it follow you? has your madness swallowed you beyond comprehension? I don't even know you beyond my madness, I don't know) . (and I don't think I'll ever know)
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 28 days ago
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"Let go!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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