In the chaos that is Facebook and WordPress, publication/posting in general, I, Madasahatter572, would like to take another few minutes to state that any poems posted are my own. Second, any pics and or GIFs posted, those are not mine. I simply search online for imagery to accentuate my poems. I understand of course there are copyright issues and other legal matter that I am naive about. But please trust me when I say that I, Madasahatter572, mean no harm nor disrespect to those who own said pics and or GIFs. I merely wish to give a general visual that accompanies any of my postings. I try daily to follow the guidelines when seeking out items via Google and or Thank You for your time reader and follower for allowing me this moment of self-expression, clarification.

To All those writers/artists/poets, I wish you much luck in your (ongoing) success. Let us All try and give a little light(ness) in this world of questionable chaos that is Art And Entertainment to others, for others. Let us be respectful to other writers/poets/artists above all else, and when in doubt, at least try and maintain some level of civility among the online communities that support and educate and encourage future artists/writers/poets of tomorrow. There is never a need for plagiarism and or other negative attempts to discredit and or undermine another person while he/she is attempting to showcase their talents and or skills of Writing and other forms of Artistry/Creativity.



From me, a gift from Madasahatter572 to all my followers, my list of FABULOUS READING to share and share alike amongst yourself and with your family and friends. Happy New Year!

Annie’s Poetry
As it Comes
AshiAkira’s Blog
Bending Moments
Brambled Way
But I Smile Anyway…
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog
Fmme writes poems
like mercury colliding
lillian the home poet
my life as a piece of string
Penumbra Haiku
Project words
thoughts and entanglements
The Ear of Southhampton’s Cat
writing in north norfolk*

*this list is in alphabetical order… 

** Of course there are so many other blogs out there and I invite You to seek them and expand your reading horizons this holiday season. Until next year, my Madd devotees, a safe New Year.



She had looked up in time to spy a figure emerge from the thick bramble of thicket surrounding the graveyard. He had made a stealthy approach toward her. Past the curtain of foggy grey, she had noticed that he wore a tattered coat slung over a pair of trousers and a wool scarf concealing his identity. Twin glinting Ruger SR1991 handguns were grasped with each hand. They were locked and loaded aiming directly at her.

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