They say everyone has a novel in them, but I think they’re wrong. What I seem to have is an amalgamation of sporadic creative blips that in no way line up to create a coherent story. Not that these blips are anything but wildly entertaining, it’s just that there’s no way to present them to a willing and eager public. So this here…whatever this is… will be my attempt to enlighten the blogosphere on the wonders of my universe, and the lights that sparkle in my sky. The majority of my writing is based on fact, though most people would not believe it, it is usually all tightly bound around the real.
Across an ocean of deepest blue
awaits a life that is bold and new.
Across the patchwork quilted land
rests a life that is rich and is grand.
A heavy heart in salt-stained hems
yearns for life along the Thames.
To dance, to frolic and be fancy free
from Devonshire to Leigh on Sea.
Open minds and open doors
and open books upon the floors.
Castles, manors, cottages and flats
history topped with a bowler hat.
Men in wool, in tweed or tie
men with elbows munching mince pie.
Cobbled streets, lighted ways
glowing nights and hazy days.
The best of life is for you to decide,
while the world’s a trip, you’re along for the ride.
Some say not to fall victim to the wiles and the charm,
but the sky really is brighter with an Englishman on your arm.
-Hailey Jane 13.02.2012
I’m not as hedonistic as I sound, but I do firmly believe in living life to the fullest by way of enjoyment, fun, happiness and love. So open your mind to the wonders of the world, never let an opportunity pass you by and remember that adventure is your best friend.
Pure joy is contagious.
