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Wistfully Longing | G. S. Katz
You own my lust How does it feel ? On this side of the fence There’s rumblings Throbbing in the summer night Wistfully longing You own me Take good care of me I don’t break easily But when I do, I break hard Xxx The post Wistfully Longing | G. S. Katz appeared first on…
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if I go on the famous TV show hold me to this won’t tuck in my shirt, won’t shave that’s what fame is doing what you want because you can if the interview is live they are in trouble better have the 7 second delay cocked the F bomb is loaded and ready boring doesn’t…
Climate Change | Bonnie Burka Shannon
If he had Danced a slow foxtrot She would not Have vanished Had he swayed With the music Never could he Have forsaken her But the rains came With deafening voices And the fires Yet triumph How foolish Were they More at http://shannon50.dudaone.com/poetry-by-bonnie. The post Climate Change | Bonnie Burka Shannon appeared first on Best…
There Never Was… | Ananya S. Guha
There never was the demon I sought in childhood or the dragon, the rabbit I read of in Blyton’s books or the skyscrapers I thought the city had, I’ve found them now in my whittled thoughts. The post There Never Was… | Ananya S. Guha appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best…
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Philosophy 101: Who Knew? | Donal Mahoney
The gap between potency and act, the scholar says, is demonstrated by this anecdote: A boy of 12, visiting a farm, is given a glass of buttermilk by the farmer’s wife who tells him, “Down the hatch, young man!” The boy drinks the buttermilk and almost vomits. Decades later at a County Fair a farmer’s…