If I have not read a book before, it is, for all intents and purposes, new to me whether it was printed yesterday or three hundred years ago. ― William Hazlitt
Full Blog Series: The Joyful Path
She woke up to the melodic sound of birds, and a peacefulness in her mind. With arms stretched high, she screeched a yawn and dangled her feet from the bed. Her only agenda for the day was to write something beautiful. What lovely world would she visit today?
Written by Jennifer Fifield
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The characters within
possess such flare
part of your world now
cannot help but stare
will not put you down
next time I look out
my, another town!
Jennifer A. Fifield
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Poems, short stories, & the occasional ranting spree
Books, beauty, lifestyle
Life and my insights
Deux Américains à Toulouse
Scribblings and scrawls of a hopeless romantic soul
Expeditions - explorations - adventures
Making the world a richer place, one story at a time
My daily quest for One Beautiful Thing (OBT)
Underfoot Poetry - a poetry blog by Tim Miller
Poems by Celia Hales in the Style of William Shakespeare & John Donne
"The silence of the night awakens my soul"
A Library of Literary Interestingness
South meets East: Poetry and Musings - words of the seasons
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
A Discovery of Enlightening Insights, Information, Humor, Writings and Musings
Life through mindful media
Exploring creativity and beauty across different media. Scholarly and journalistic. Lushly illustrated. Passionately global.
Serendipity and Soliloquy
Welcome to my world.
Just a redheaded woman who is obsessed with books
Be immensely in love with the subtleness and diversities of life