They look may ornamental, but they’re still twisted, iron bars to keep the princess locked in her tower, or perhaps they’re keeping her safe… Check out Linda G. Hill’s Blog for more One Liner Wednesday posts! How can I unbend my thoughts, Twisted like forged iron window grills? How can I reach the spacesContinue reading “#1linewed #1linerweds Twisted”
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Sleepless Moonlit Night
I can’t sleep tonight, but I don’t mind, at all. I’m sitting in my terrace overlooking the beach, sipping a glass of wine, and listening to the sea swishing against the pebbled shore, while the moon playfully tickles the slippery surface with her cheeky, silvery smile. I don’t want to sleep, because I don’t wantContinue reading “Sleepless Moonlit Night”
Rereading Jane Eyre 