Jaime is an aspiring writer, recently published author, and scientist with a deep passion for storytelling and creative expression. With a background in science and data, he is actively pursuing certifications to further his science and data career. In addition to his scientific and data pursuits, he has a strong interest in literature, art, music, and a variety of academic fields. Currently working on a new book, Jaime is dedicated to advancing their writing while exploring the intersection of creativity and science. Jaime is always striving to continue to expand his knowledge and skills across diverse areas of interest.
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Dictatorship — Herman’s Hermitage
Innocuously It starts; you’re pleased with reforms Less taxes, service Improved. It ends with A bullet in the head, dead, Desolate, lonely. (Image is an X-ray from Kosovo mass grave, victim of war crimes) Dictatorship — Herman’s Hermitage
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What is happiness? (poetry) — H. M. Cates
What is happiness? A list, to-do or otherwise that paints plastic smiles like too much make-up on supermodelsglazing what becomes a map for my sojourning. What is happiness? A push towards something greatfrom a failure making wise snaps at potentialin a space where heartbreak sounds louder than the mending. Yet there is sweet healing settling in like stitches to […]…
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Equal Humans — Charity’s Blog
In watching the documentary about Ruth Bader Ginsburg, she was badass! She fought for us. If it were not for her, where would we be? I wanted to honor her with an original poem. Equal Humans We, as women, began in an uneven playing field to men, Ruth was our warrior, challenger for our rights. […]…
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Spiders And Challenges — I Write Her
Oh, look. A spider on the wall of my shower. He doesn’t look scared of me. But maybe he’s petrified. I wonder why he’s still staring, ballsy-like. Makes me thinkit’s in his nature, survival above all else. Got me to ponder further, about humans.We probably react the same way – stay stuck in place or […]…
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— lizgokey
Life is fleeting. I don’t want you to go, Death is back for me, but I’m still out of its grasps. So death is taking you instead. — lizgokey
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Thundering Rain — Perditus
The last nerve riding away on the storm waving goodbye whilst the rain thunders down Thundering Rain — Perditus
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Without a net — One Day | One Image
The last time I was here (almost exactly four years ago), there was a huge and scary storm building up right over the place. This time, it was hard to tell that it had ever rained even a few drops – in spite of the clouds that were once again building up. Wild Horse, Colorado […]…
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Ablaze — Karina Pinella
Fire, fire, Trees on fire, Skies are orange, Times are strange. Coronavirus, Protestors, They continue to rage, Seeming endless outrage, Where oh where, Do we go from here? Ablaze — Karina Pinella
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Dreams and Nightmares — Sincerely, Jennifer x
Give me the time, and you’ll see, that I would be a dream, if you let me, but you rush me, and then I am a nightmare, nights of regretful reminiscing, raw regrets that never heal, because I won’t let them. I wouldn’t tell you about my hatred of horses, sagittariuses, Kylie, Natalie, the ones […]…
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Light?? — IMMORTAL WRITINGS
“What is Light?” It’s a globe of energy that shines brightIsn’t that right?The air whispers – no child“It’s much more than sunlight,It’s a blessing which makes your soul ignite…!!” So, with an open heart,I start to write.. Light is the swirl of dreams and passionWe desire on a sleepy night;The struggle we endureFrom stepping stones […]…