Tagged: sinful sunday


A Clockwork Orange

A perverse nature can be stimulated by anything. Any book can be used as a pornographic instrument, even a great work of literature if the mind that so uses it is off-balance.  A Clockwork...



Sweet melody amidst the moving spheresBreaks forth, a solemn and entrancing sound,A harmony whereof the earth’s green hillsGive but the faintest echo; yet is thereA music everywhere, and concert sweet!All birds which sing amidst...



When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness. Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest...


Fragmentary Blue

Why make so much of fragmentary blueIn here and there a bird, or butterfly,Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue? “Fragmentary Blue” – Robert Frost



Sex is not a mechanical act that fails for lack of technique, and it is not a performance by the male for the audience of the female; it is a continuum of attraction that...



And she had Audrey Hepburn’s smileWith deeper sadder eyesThe only thing she said,“No one hears Cassandra cry” Because the earth is standing stillAnd the truth becomes a lieA choice profound is bittersweet,“No one hears...


Feeling Unedited

The prompt for this week’s Sinful Sunday is “Unedited”. I didn’t expect a prompt to cause me to feel all sorts of uncomfortable emotions, but it sure did. I think I have come to...