Sinful Sunday

Dorothy

“All across the meadows, many poppies blossomed, and that were so hypnotic and brilliant in color they nearly dazzled Dorothy’s eyes. “Aren’t they beautiful?” the girl asked her companions, as…

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A pining nymph

“Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in thee, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once of some tremulous inland river” ~…

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Catching sunshine

“The buttercups, bright-eyed and bold, Held up their chalices of gold To catch the sunshine and the dew.” ~ Julia Caroline Dorr Continuing on with the outdoor theme for June…

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Singest of Summer

“That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.” John Keats As the prompt last week…

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A Dirty Look

Earlier this week I wrote my Kink of the Week piece about crawling however when I stumbled across this image on my computer I realised that I had missed something…

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Wash me clean

“You swim swim through my veins drown me in your reign My desire carries no shame my will will harbour no pain Wash wash me clean mend my wounded seams…

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