M LeMont @mistersalesman
@mistersalesman.bsky.social
M LeMont — multi-talented author and producer of 33 books across genres, from poetry (Letters I Never Sent mybook.to/Wlkl ) to heartfelt novels like Harry’s Love Letters and What’s Done in the Dark Comes to Light.
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Butterflies
in the moonlight
a flutter in the chest
a whisper taking you higher
wings you can’t see
show up uninvited
calling you darling baby
love walks in
you can’t explain it
what doesn’t speak
changes everything
it’s okay
believe me
you don’t have to talk about it
nice
—ME
in the moonlight
a flutter in the chest
a whisper taking you higher
wings you can’t see
show up uninvited
calling you darling baby
love walks in
you can’t explain it
what doesn’t speak
changes everything
it’s okay
believe me
you don’t have to talk about it
nice
—ME
November 10, 2025 at 12:31 AM
Butterflies
in the moonlight
a flutter in the chest
a whisper taking you higher
wings you can’t see
show up uninvited
calling you darling baby
love walks in
you can’t explain it
what doesn’t speak
changes everything
it’s okay
believe me
you don’t have to talk about it
nice
—ME
in the moonlight
a flutter in the chest
a whisper taking you higher
wings you can’t see
show up uninvited
calling you darling baby
love walks in
you can’t explain it
what doesn’t speak
changes everything
it’s okay
believe me
you don’t have to talk about it
nice
—ME
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A jewel in his eyes
A secret crystal
Powerful gem
Untouchable
His precious Soulmate
No one dare replace
Apart they belong
Two hearts as one
Beating for each other
No one can put asunder
A beauty
Of Unity
Ungenerated
Refined
Redefined
Like fine wine
A Love
that grew Strong
Gracefully
A secret crystal
Powerful gem
Untouchable
His precious Soulmate
No one dare replace
Apart they belong
Two hearts as one
Beating for each other
No one can put asunder
A beauty
Of Unity
Ungenerated
Refined
Redefined
Like fine wine
A Love
that grew Strong
Gracefully
November 9, 2025 at 10:53 PM
A jewel in his eyes
A secret crystal
Powerful gem
Untouchable
His precious Soulmate
No one dare replace
Apart they belong
Two hearts as one
Beating for each other
No one can put asunder
A beauty
Of Unity
Ungenerated
Refined
Redefined
Like fine wine
A Love
that grew Strong
Gracefully
A secret crystal
Powerful gem
Untouchable
His precious Soulmate
No one dare replace
Apart they belong
Two hearts as one
Beating for each other
No one can put asunder
A beauty
Of Unity
Ungenerated
Refined
Redefined
Like fine wine
A Love
that grew Strong
Gracefully
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"There's something rare here -poetry that flirts with you, then tells you the truth" - Sienna Rhodes
Every poem in Letters I Never Sent Feels like opening a message that was neva meant to be read. Confessions Sealed with a kiss & left behind for that Special Someone who neva listened
mybook.to/Wlkl
Every poem in Letters I Never Sent Feels like opening a message that was neva meant to be read. Confessions Sealed with a kiss & left behind for that Special Someone who neva listened
mybook.to/Wlkl
October 29, 2025 at 7:11 AM
"There's something rare here -poetry that flirts with you, then tells you the truth" - Sienna Rhodes
Every poem in Letters I Never Sent Feels like opening a message that was neva meant to be read. Confessions Sealed with a kiss & left behind for that Special Someone who neva listened
mybook.to/Wlkl
Every poem in Letters I Never Sent Feels like opening a message that was neva meant to be read. Confessions Sealed with a kiss & left behind for that Special Someone who neva listened
mybook.to/Wlkl
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Everyone is on the internet
they want to talk to you
hug you
kiss you
but they don’t know you yet
the photo
the pose
the hair
is that you
or a version
you want someone to scroll into
integrate
aching
for someone’s loving touch
don’t forget
everyone is on the internet
—ME
they want to talk to you
hug you
kiss you
but they don’t know you yet
the photo
the pose
the hair
is that you
or a version
you want someone to scroll into
integrate
aching
for someone’s loving touch
don’t forget
everyone is on the internet
—ME
November 9, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Everyone is on the internet
they want to talk to you
hug you
kiss you
but they don’t know you yet
the photo
the pose
the hair
is that you
or a version
you want someone to scroll into
integrate
aching
for someone’s loving touch
don’t forget
everyone is on the internet
—ME
they want to talk to you
hug you
kiss you
but they don’t know you yet
the photo
the pose
the hair
is that you
or a version
you want someone to scroll into
integrate
aching
for someone’s loving touch
don’t forget
everyone is on the internet
—ME
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A Blessing
to many
Your Soul
You gave
In your love
For Music.
Your family keeps
Your Dreams
Safe in their memories
shared
In the wake
Of your absence
Remembered
For your Bravery
As u battled
towards the
Enigma
Of your Harmonica
Leading us
Thru an Orchestra
to the Sound of
Your Heart
to many
Your Soul
You gave
In your love
For Music.
Your family keeps
Your Dreams
Safe in their memories
shared
In the wake
Of your absence
Remembered
For your Bravery
As u battled
towards the
Enigma
Of your Harmonica
Leading us
Thru an Orchestra
to the Sound of
Your Heart
November 9, 2025 at 9:10 AM
A Blessing
to many
Your Soul
You gave
In your love
For Music.
Your family keeps
Your Dreams
Safe in their memories
shared
In the wake
Of your absence
Remembered
For your Bravery
As u battled
towards the
Enigma
Of your Harmonica
Leading us
Thru an Orchestra
to the Sound of
Your Heart
to many
Your Soul
You gave
In your love
For Music.
Your family keeps
Your Dreams
Safe in their memories
shared
In the wake
Of your absence
Remembered
For your Bravery
As u battled
towards the
Enigma
Of your Harmonica
Leading us
Thru an Orchestra
to the Sound of
Your Heart
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Saturday
My energetic day
To decompress
the passing week
Grateful
to still be breathing.
I rise with daylight
To work in Sunlight.
A daily routine
I fondly take to
natures splendor
Of gardening
Cheery tomatoes,
Layers of Greens,
Even growing strawberries.
Nourishment
for my week ahead
My energetic day
To decompress
the passing week
Grateful
to still be breathing.
I rise with daylight
To work in Sunlight.
A daily routine
I fondly take to
natures splendor
Of gardening
Cheery tomatoes,
Layers of Greens,
Even growing strawberries.
Nourishment
for my week ahead
November 7, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Saturday
My energetic day
To decompress
the passing week
Grateful
to still be breathing.
I rise with daylight
To work in Sunlight.
A daily routine
I fondly take to
natures splendor
Of gardening
Cheery tomatoes,
Layers of Greens,
Even growing strawberries.
Nourishment
for my week ahead
My energetic day
To decompress
the passing week
Grateful
to still be breathing.
I rise with daylight
To work in Sunlight.
A daily routine
I fondly take to
natures splendor
Of gardening
Cheery tomatoes,
Layers of Greens,
Even growing strawberries.
Nourishment
for my week ahead
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I shall write
Everyday
Till my words
Meet Again
in my future
Existence
Reincarnated
Silently lost in
Familiar lines
With a Steady pace
The writings
Of a hidden past
Bound in mystery
Bought back to life
Conclusion of
a Story meant
for my eyes
A past
Of forgotten memories
Evening ends
In a hush
Everyday
Till my words
Meet Again
in my future
Existence
Reincarnated
Silently lost in
Familiar lines
With a Steady pace
The writings
Of a hidden past
Bound in mystery
Bought back to life
Conclusion of
a Story meant
for my eyes
A past
Of forgotten memories
Evening ends
In a hush
November 8, 2025 at 10:59 AM
I shall write
Everyday
Till my words
Meet Again
in my future
Existence
Reincarnated
Silently lost in
Familiar lines
With a Steady pace
The writings
Of a hidden past
Bound in mystery
Bought back to life
Conclusion of
a Story meant
for my eyes
A past
Of forgotten memories
Evening ends
In a hush
Everyday
Till my words
Meet Again
in my future
Existence
Reincarnated
Silently lost in
Familiar lines
With a Steady pace
The writings
Of a hidden past
Bound in mystery
Bought back to life
Conclusion of
a Story meant
for my eyes
A past
Of forgotten memories
Evening ends
In a hush
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I'm not ready
shadows call
light creeps
through my door
I beg for one hour
Death
A ghostly friend
Why must mercy
mark my end?
My heart still burns,
though frail,
though worn down
It beats
to mock
another day
Life
though cruel,
adversity
may claim my breath.
My soul
is never ready
for Death
shadows call
light creeps
through my door
I beg for one hour
Death
A ghostly friend
Why must mercy
mark my end?
My heart still burns,
though frail,
though worn down
It beats
to mock
another day
Life
though cruel,
adversity
may claim my breath.
My soul
is never ready
for Death
November 7, 2025 at 11:01 AM
I'm not ready
shadows call
light creeps
through my door
I beg for one hour
Death
A ghostly friend
Why must mercy
mark my end?
My heart still burns,
though frail,
though worn down
It beats
to mock
another day
Life
though cruel,
adversity
may claim my breath.
My soul
is never ready
for Death
shadows call
light creeps
through my door
I beg for one hour
Death
A ghostly friend
Why must mercy
mark my end?
My heart still burns,
though frail,
though worn down
It beats
to mock
another day
Life
though cruel,
adversity
may claim my breath.
My soul
is never ready
for Death
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A happy life on my own
quiet mornings
no rush to be anywhere.
Hot cup of Tea
warms my hands
music plays in the kitchen
& I smile at nothing in particular
I’ve learned the weight of being steady
how soft it sits
when no one
asks for more
The world spins
As I breathe
and for once
I know u
are too
quiet mornings
no rush to be anywhere.
Hot cup of Tea
warms my hands
music plays in the kitchen
& I smile at nothing in particular
I’ve learned the weight of being steady
how soft it sits
when no one
asks for more
The world spins
As I breathe
and for once
I know u
are too
November 7, 2025 at 6:59 PM
A happy life on my own
quiet mornings
no rush to be anywhere.
Hot cup of Tea
warms my hands
music plays in the kitchen
& I smile at nothing in particular
I’ve learned the weight of being steady
how soft it sits
when no one
asks for more
The world spins
As I breathe
and for once
I know u
are too
quiet mornings
no rush to be anywhere.
Hot cup of Tea
warms my hands
music plays in the kitchen
& I smile at nothing in particular
I’ve learned the weight of being steady
how soft it sits
when no one
asks for more
The world spins
As I breathe
and for once
I know u
are too
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“A beautiful collection of poems for an unforgettable experience.”
— Close Your Eyes, Wonder Why
M LeMont & Taylor Green, Volume 4
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— Close Your Eyes, Wonder Why
M LeMont & Taylor Green, Volume 4
mybook.to/iWjrhYY
October 17, 2025 at 9:36 PM
“A beautiful collection of poems for an unforgettable experience.”
— Close Your Eyes, Wonder Why
M LeMont & Taylor Green, Volume 4
mybook.to/iWjrhYY
— Close Your Eyes, Wonder Why
M LeMont & Taylor Green, Volume 4
mybook.to/iWjrhYY
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So many problems
trouble on all sides
broken heart
I’ve had enough
I prayed
I wept
scream on the inside
but still I breathe
I rise
not whole
but I’m still alive
—ME
trouble on all sides
broken heart
I’ve had enough
I prayed
I wept
scream on the inside
but still I breathe
I rise
not whole
but I’m still alive
—ME
November 7, 2025 at 1:26 AM
So many problems
trouble on all sides
broken heart
I’ve had enough
I prayed
I wept
scream on the inside
but still I breathe
I rise
not whole
but I’m still alive
—ME
trouble on all sides
broken heart
I’ve had enough
I prayed
I wept
scream on the inside
but still I breathe
I rise
not whole
but I’m still alive
—ME
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When you desperately want to starve Americans:
November 6, 2025 at 11:06 PM
When you desperately want to starve Americans:
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Steve Bannon: If we lose the midterms and we lose 2028, some in this room are going to prison, myself included.
November 6, 2025 at 11:19 PM
Steve Bannon: If we lose the midterms and we lose 2028, some in this room are going to prison, myself included.
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He loves only me
with patience
deep & sure
A steady
faithful sea
calm & pure
He asks for little
gives me all
his kindness
neva fades
Without fail
He's my light
that neva strays
Touched only by Him
No one
Will do
& if stars dim
or time pull us apart
I’d still belong to him
as he
to all of me.
with patience
deep & sure
A steady
faithful sea
calm & pure
He asks for little
gives me all
his kindness
neva fades
Without fail
He's my light
that neva strays
Touched only by Him
No one
Will do
& if stars dim
or time pull us apart
I’d still belong to him
as he
to all of me.
November 6, 2025 at 5:55 AM
He loves only me
with patience
deep & sure
A steady
faithful sea
calm & pure
He asks for little
gives me all
his kindness
neva fades
Without fail
He's my light
that neva strays
Touched only by Him
No one
Will do
& if stars dim
or time pull us apart
I’d still belong to him
as he
to all of me.
with patience
deep & sure
A steady
faithful sea
calm & pure
He asks for little
gives me all
his kindness
neva fades
Without fail
He's my light
that neva strays
Touched only by Him
No one
Will do
& if stars dim
or time pull us apart
I’d still belong to him
as he
to all of me.
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I had many lovers in my life
none like u babe
some touched my skin
u touched my soul
they passed thru nights
u stayed in the rain
u held the pain
others kissed
u understood
didn’t try to fix me
u loved me anyway
and now
i’m just amazed
—ME
none like u babe
some touched my skin
u touched my soul
they passed thru nights
u stayed in the rain
u held the pain
others kissed
u understood
didn’t try to fix me
u loved me anyway
and now
i’m just amazed
—ME
November 6, 2025 at 6:10 AM
I had many lovers in my life
none like u babe
some touched my skin
u touched my soul
they passed thru nights
u stayed in the rain
u held the pain
others kissed
u understood
didn’t try to fix me
u loved me anyway
and now
i’m just amazed
—ME
none like u babe
some touched my skin
u touched my soul
they passed thru nights
u stayed in the rain
u held the pain
others kissed
u understood
didn’t try to fix me
u loved me anyway
and now
i’m just amazed
—ME
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Just had an Earthquake shake an hour ago.
Lasted for a minute felt longer
Remind me how important to put a safety plan in place
Eg.
1.ID
2.CHARGER FOR CELLPHONE
3.TORCH
4.WALLET/BACKPACK
4.FIRST AIDE
5.WATER BOTTLES
6.SOCKS
7.TOILETRIES
8.PANADOL
9.TOILET PAPER
10.TOOTHBRUSH/T.PASTE
11.FACEMASKS
Lasted for a minute felt longer
Remind me how important to put a safety plan in place
Eg.
1.ID
2.CHARGER FOR CELLPHONE
3.TORCH
4.WALLET/BACKPACK
4.FIRST AIDE
5.WATER BOTTLES
6.SOCKS
7.TOILETRIES
8.PANADOL
9.TOILET PAPER
10.TOOTHBRUSH/T.PASTE
11.FACEMASKS
November 6, 2025 at 9:56 AM
Just had an Earthquake shake an hour ago.
Lasted for a minute felt longer
Remind me how important to put a safety plan in place
Eg.
1.ID
2.CHARGER FOR CELLPHONE
3.TORCH
4.WALLET/BACKPACK
4.FIRST AIDE
5.WATER BOTTLES
6.SOCKS
7.TOILETRIES
8.PANADOL
9.TOILET PAPER
10.TOOTHBRUSH/T.PASTE
11.FACEMASKS
Lasted for a minute felt longer
Remind me how important to put a safety plan in place
Eg.
1.ID
2.CHARGER FOR CELLPHONE
3.TORCH
4.WALLET/BACKPACK
4.FIRST AIDE
5.WATER BOTTLES
6.SOCKS
7.TOILETRIES
8.PANADOL
9.TOILET PAPER
10.TOOTHBRUSH/T.PASTE
11.FACEMASKS
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It wasn't loud
the way it came
It was a whisper
through the air
As if my Heart
Grew wings
Like a shadow
it softly turned
to tender Light
I dared not name
the thing I felt
For Fear
it might disappear
But still
it lingers
quietly
I would not trade
for all the pieces
my unbroken heart
the way it came
It was a whisper
through the air
As if my Heart
Grew wings
Like a shadow
it softly turned
to tender Light
I dared not name
the thing I felt
For Fear
it might disappear
But still
it lingers
quietly
I would not trade
for all the pieces
my unbroken heart
November 4, 2025 at 8:46 AM
It wasn't loud
the way it came
It was a whisper
through the air
As if my Heart
Grew wings
Like a shadow
it softly turned
to tender Light
I dared not name
the thing I felt
For Fear
it might disappear
But still
it lingers
quietly
I would not trade
for all the pieces
my unbroken heart
the way it came
It was a whisper
through the air
As if my Heart
Grew wings
Like a shadow
it softly turned
to tender Light
I dared not name
the thing I felt
For Fear
it might disappear
But still
it lingers
quietly
I would not trade
for all the pieces
my unbroken heart
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He loved me
more than any man
not in words
but in the way
he stayed
wen silence fell
He saw cracks
I tried to hide
Loved them
like Art
Wen the world was cruel
he was my Rock
held my name
whispered it
like i was home
wen I think of love
I think of him,
who showed me
how endless
one heart can be
more than any man
not in words
but in the way
he stayed
wen silence fell
He saw cracks
I tried to hide
Loved them
like Art
Wen the world was cruel
he was my Rock
held my name
whispered it
like i was home
wen I think of love
I think of him,
who showed me
how endless
one heart can be
November 4, 2025 at 8:57 AM
He loved me
more than any man
not in words
but in the way
he stayed
wen silence fell
He saw cracks
I tried to hide
Loved them
like Art
Wen the world was cruel
he was my Rock
held my name
whispered it
like i was home
wen I think of love
I think of him,
who showed me
how endless
one heart can be
more than any man
not in words
but in the way
he stayed
wen silence fell
He saw cracks
I tried to hide
Loved them
like Art
Wen the world was cruel
he was my Rock
held my name
whispered it
like i was home
wen I think of love
I think of him,
who showed me
how endless
one heart can be
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This is a realistic ho-ho owl.
March 4, 2025 at 1:28 PM
This is a realistic ho-ho owl.
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Worse still, many Americans don’t realize or accept that Trump KNOWS he’s lying.
He does NOT think he got $17 trillion in investments.
He’s merely WILLING TO SAY IT.
And somehow that willingness to lie derangedly is given so much respect by so many Americans that they forget he knows he’s lying.
He does NOT think he got $17 trillion in investments.
He’s merely WILLING TO SAY IT.
And somehow that willingness to lie derangedly is given so much respect by so many Americans that they forget he knows he’s lying.
October 29, 2025 at 4:31 AM
Worse still, many Americans don’t realize or accept that Trump KNOWS he’s lying.
He does NOT think he got $17 trillion in investments.
He’s merely WILLING TO SAY IT.
And somehow that willingness to lie derangedly is given so much respect by so many Americans that they forget he knows he’s lying.
He does NOT think he got $17 trillion in investments.
He’s merely WILLING TO SAY IT.
And somehow that willingness to lie derangedly is given so much respect by so many Americans that they forget he knows he’s lying.
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I hate being lied to. I find it extremely hard to forgive someone who lies to me once.
Why do so many Americans get off on being lied to—not just occasionally but hundreds of times—by a man who knows he’s lying and that his lies are so deranged they’re an insult to the intelligence of his audience?
Why do so many Americans get off on being lied to—not just occasionally but hundreds of times—by a man who knows he’s lying and that his lies are so deranged they’re an insult to the intelligence of his audience?
LOL -- Trump is now claiming he's about to secure 21 TRILLION DOLLARS of investments so far in his second term. His fake number keeps going up and up almost daily, and the entire US GDP is $30 trillion, so yeah, he's full of it.
October 29, 2025 at 4:29 AM
I hate being lied to. I find it extremely hard to forgive someone who lies to me once.
Why do so many Americans get off on being lied to—not just occasionally but hundreds of times—by a man who knows he’s lying and that his lies are so deranged they’re an insult to the intelligence of his audience?
Why do so many Americans get off on being lied to—not just occasionally but hundreds of times—by a man who knows he’s lying and that his lies are so deranged they’re an insult to the intelligence of his audience?
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Only thing saving us from ants is their size
October 8, 2025 at 6:25 PM
Only thing saving us from ants is their size