The pit is a seething mass of fans, swaying, swigging and baying: florid of face and, undoubtedly, 'fluthered', to a man, woman, unwashed street urchin and, for all one can tell amid the throng, at least one stray sheep.
Raku pottery, vases, and gifts
She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the Universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings ...
Blurring the lines between poetry and prose
Donald on Dining in and Out.
Strengthen the believer. Answer the critic.
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Learning to Live
Poetry, short essays and other work showcased by a Scientist, Philosopher, and Adventurer. Posts on Monday and First Fridays.
An Empyrean Cycle
Art, Love of Life, Philosophy, Writing, Spirituality
POETRY, RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT....
Fiction is the ONLY Reality.
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