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Serendipity and Soliloquy
Musings
Poesias, frases e pensamentos
Sou um pouco de poeta e de atriz na frente do meu compoetador
A bit of this and that
Notes on Seeing, Reading & Writing, Living & Loving in The North
The labyrinth of suffering is endless
“Beware, O wanderer, the road is walking too.”
a resource for moving poetry
Poetry, free verse, haiku, senryu, photography, books, art, philosophy , nature.
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
Exploring creativity and beauty across different media. Scholarly and journalistic. Lushly illustrated. Passionately global.
The Journal of Two Pissed On and Pissed Off Writers (Figuratively Speaking ... that is)
Vox Populi: A Public Sphere for Politics and Poetry
Break the silence. End the violence.
Talk Books. Drink Coffee.
Experiments in the Art of Mastering None
Quotes that set the mind aQuiver.
Poems from the Celtic fringes
Audrey Dawn
"Oh! Take a shit, read a story" - My Mother on Flash Fiction
A Continuing Revolution
Nefesime,hayatıma,aklıma esen her şeye dair.
Any old world uncovered by new writing
Climbing, rock climbing, bouldering, inspire, soul
Fantasy, poetry, mumblings and other dark things
Where irrationality trumps reason
Dream. Believe. Achieve
Saving The World From Stupidity...One Blog At A Time
A poetry blog by Christine Murray
The literary magazine of the Creative Writing Program at Roosevelt University
A Mind Ready to Explode!
the essential me
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
A little colloquialism, a little nostalgia, and directions you can't get from a GPS.
A place to talk about the past, present and thoughts of the future
Searching for What Lies Behind the Spine
Making the web a better place
Poetry is at least an elegance and at most a revelation.
If sarcasm and self deprecating humour were an Olympic event I'd definitely qualify.
This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas
Why we fall
I must be on an inspirational kick or something, but several people I know are going through the shadows right now. This is mostly aimed at men, but not just men.
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https://hemmingplay.wordpress.com/about/ More at the link. I remember him. He was sitting in the heat on the dock waiting for the ferry to Okracoke, Island in the Outer Banks, NC. It was probably sometime in '72 or '73. He'd driven nearly 12 hours straight and was so tired he couldn't understand the accents of the natives there. I wonder whatever happened to him? I heard a rumor that he married a skinny Irish girl and they settled down somewhere, had a couple of boys, got old. He put on a few pounds. She's still got the girlish shape that caught his eye all those years ago. He probably still has that shirt, though, and still wishes he looked like this. The idiot.
Courage, Longing, Quotes from better writers, Social Commentary, The human heart
aspire, recovery, resilience, sacrifice