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And Now for Something Completely Different…

Huzzah! It is the hour to head towards the hectic holiday season, having hoards of happy hands held out behind hollering humans, hovering, haggling and heckling, hastily hurrying as if hounds hatched at their heels.

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I, a hapless yet hopeful henchmen of a hypothetical heroic homage, henceforth honour a healthy hiatus of this hungry highlife and in happenstance, hope to have heaps of hypnotic hugs that heat the hesitant heart to hindered hindgut.

Happy Holidays!

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From Coffee and Turtlenecks

xx – Hailey Jane

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Fairy Lights: A Night at the Fair

 

 

 

“The skies they were ashen and sober; […]

The leaves they were withered and sere;

It was night in the lonesome October

Of my most immemorial year.”

-E.A. Poe

                                                  From Ulalume

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“Tis the last rose of summer

Left blooming alone;

All her lovely companions

Are faded and gone;

No flower of her kindred,

No rosebud, is nigh,

To reflect back her blushes,

To give sigh for sigh.”

-Thomas Moore

                                                               From ‘Tis the Last Rose of Summer

xx

-Hailey Jane

 

All photo’s captured on my Canon Rebel T3i

 

 


An Ode to Turtlenecks…

Turtlenecks, oh turtlenecks,

Why do you warm me so?

Why is it that, your fibres sat,

Round my neck and make me glow.

 

It’s summer time, here and now,

Don’t you know of the scorching heat?

I want to wear, you here and there,

But to do so would be a feat.

 

The sun has kissed my naked neck,

Did you always wish my skin so brown?

A freckle here, and tan lines near,

My shoulders have caused a frown.

 

Turtlenecks, oh turtlenecks,

I eagerly long for your demure chic.

When Man Winter shows, and the weather snows,

Again we’ll revel from your touch on my cheek.

 

-Miss Hailey Jane

(…Bleeding Summer!)


You Can Blink

 

A world gestates denial,

of encompassing truth.

Ideals forget, drifting apart from

a necessity from youth.

 

Monstrous cubes, organized paths,

percolate gusto and skill.

Lonely steps, meaningless greetings,

lives carry along solitary will.

 

Caffeinated enthusiasm,

dollar sign views.

Canid nourishes canid,

no air for feline blues.

 

Golden orbs arc, never relent

time quickens, space shrinks.

An ultimate goal, entitled reward,

collective unconscious thinks;

 

From solitary success, The Universe blinks?

 

 

 

 

 

 

-Miss Hailey Jane

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