Just dropping by to say hi 😊 I’m Jan, a beginner writer. So far I’ve only released one book, and it’s a technical one about SEO/AEO. Now I’m starting a new journey:writing a whole series set in a world I created ^^ Have a nice day everyone! Slightly off-topic (don't read it, but I would be extremely grateful to if you did!): ---- I’m also a software engineer, and recently I’ve been hunting for a really good book to read. I kept asking people for recommendations and I started noticing something: the best part wasn’t even the title, it was the story behind why someone recommends it. That’s what made me build OneBookList (onebooklist.com) - I literally released it yesterday as a beta. If you have a book you’d recommend, I’d love it if you posted it there. And if you have a minute, I’d really appreciate any feedback on the site too 🙏

Chocky Monsa and The Mint Moon.

Thanks to those that have joined, new postings and an event announcement this weekend. Big Hugs, D Haiku quick share ♥️♥️ Happy Friday’s light, A gentle breeze of joy flows, Positivity.

Eisenhower woke each morning, with the weight of continents balanced between his shoulder blades The invasion of Normandy, successfully liberating Western Europe from the Germans had 130,000 casualties 29,000 killed Maps spread b4 him like morgues Laid out in neat little rectangles Every arrow a vein Every arrow a prediction of blood Every circle a pulse Every landing zone a pre dug grave Every decision a door way thru which 1000’s no 10’s of 1000’s, not metaphorically literally would live or not live depending on the angle of his breathe, the smallest twitch of his judgement Men waited for his signature The way prisoners wait for a final verdict 10 thousands more waited in silence For him to decide which direction death would travel Win or lose his decisions either way held death The weight of the world roared like thunder He lived with ghosts b4 they were dead Each day knowing his choices would carve names in stone Ike sat in rooms where the air could not breathe Life, the world, gave him no time it handed him ultimatums Choices, futures that dangled like meat over a pit Waiting for his knife to choose the direction of suffering (who would be eaten digested turned into mud never to be seen again) He made decisions over a trembling world No applause No self pity Simple grim arithmetic of leadership Written, felt, across his spine He bore the world and it pushed back The weight of history crouched in a corner Quiet and hungry watching what he’d choose He wasn’t surrounded by an army he was surrounded by corpses Uniforms stitched from futures that might not exist Loneliness was not a feeling, it was the architecture of the job A throne carved in dread A kingdom of men to be sacrificed The world pressed a cold mouth to the back of his neck It whispered every choice he had to choose Surrounded by generals - he stood completely alone None to offer input on the casualties to create Every one stands and stares pretends the room is not vibrating with existential despair