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In a place much closer than you may think lies a Jardin Sauvage in which exists flora of every size, shape and hue. Lilies and roses, daisies and violets nestle together in well-defined cliques, some small and some large, sharing the sun and happy to be in each other’s company. Some cliques have large and gaudy flowers whereas others contain small, colourless and underdeveloped blossoms that are hardly visible to the eye. Then, of course there are the weeds, many of them superficially pretty and attractive, but there sole raison d’etre is to invade and choke the life out of garden and give… Read more

If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothin' to me at all Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin' If I could hear her heart a-softly poundin' Yes, and only if she was lyin' by me And I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds to show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Or remember the sounds of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waitin' And if i could only hear her heart a-softly poundin' Yes and only i… Read more

Waiting to die. That's life! To be continued. Or is it?… Read more

Your Tree In my garden, a pear tree stands in sodden soil Recovering from the ravages of winter. March buds lift their heads celebrating the start of a new cycle of life. Yesterday, I gave it a name and scratched it gently into its slender trunk, dedicated it to the one who had captured and hidden my soul in a far-flung land. I gave it your name. And every May, your head will be crowned with a myriad of white blossoms; a million petals and each petal, a kiss... A million new kisses every year. And every autumn, with each pear that I pick, and with each juicy morsel that I… Read more

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jTHvzLk-9KQ Pain, sorrow, tears Long, lonely years With love Having passed me by I could live a lie for you But truth is the road I choose Knowing all I need to do Is give to you Down, down down Where your dreams are found They're sleeping inside of us all They're sleeping inside of us all Nights, winters, years Pain, sorrow, tears of mine Cannot hold me now I'm a fool to fall for you But here In the morning light Tell me how can love be wrong… Read more

We ran through the summer fields Between the earth and sky Little did we realise We were flying you and I. We sang to the stars above We praised the earth below You fell into my arms that night And I've never let you go. It was beautiful, glorious We were riding on a wave With foolish hearts, and foolish love We would give ourselves away. Remember how we cried out loud Heard angry voices shout I love you as I loved you then No danger and no doubt. It was beautiful, glorious We were riding on a wave With foolish hearts, and foolish love We would give ourselves away.… Read more

I take my lover's eyes with me Wherever I go I look at them a thousand times a day Two dark jewels Blazing beneath a desert sky. I take my lover's eyes with me Wherever I go I look at them a thousand times a day And held within Is a memory of our last embrace. I take my lover's eyes with me Wherever I go I look at them a thousand times a day And they speak to me In a tongue only two people know. I take my lover's eyes with me Wherever I go I look at them a thousand times a day Each time I smile, I’m sure I see her And she sees me. And for a thou… Read more

The lights on the Westway go on A million cars hurry home An ice cream van shuts off its tinsel bells Winter won't be long I see you every day I watch as you walk down this way We pass on the stairs of this council block Too shy to find words to say But your smile is a prayer that prays for love And your heart is a kite that longs to fly Hallelujah here I am Let's cut the strings tonight So meet me on the corner at eight Let's get out of this place We'll kiss the first of a million kisses And let the past fall away For your smile is a prayer that prays for love And you… Read more

Countess_Xotic Dear Clymene, we are of the many sisters Oceanid like the Nereids. Your profile settles gracefully with me. And you undoubtedly understand my feelings as I perch on the rail looking across the sea's expanse, waiting for he who shall place his saline offering between my gentle thighs and deep within my sexual hunger! Shall we be friends of a different, higher order? Cool-breeze (Aura) "the moon is up, the sun is down, love can be found all around, two hands held on tight, under neath the the stary sky, the wind slowly comes & goes, words only for you to hear,… Read more

My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island And I waken to the dawn A long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea I knew that he was drowning And I brought him into me Now today Come morning light He sails away After one last night I let him go. My name is Calypso My garden overflows Thick and wild and hidden Is the sweetness there that grows My hair it blows long As I sing into the wind My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island I tell of nights Where I could taste the salt on his skin Salt of the waves And of tears And… Read more

Karla Bardanza I am Calypso and today my jasmines hid their hearts as he left blamelessly my perfumed garden, my gates of passion. Before I rescue him, the world shrank in stillness. Silence was life pulsating in me, kissing the lips of the moon, touching my tired island. I had wings on my heels though: my lightness was unbearable, unforgiven. I remember when he drifted astride. The lightening shattered me too, awakening my poppies, searing my soul, burning desire. (my desire) I loved… Read more

ATHENA - ΑΘΗΝΗ Wisdom of Athena Bright-eyed Athena, who has been called the mind of god, is the goddess of prudent intelligence, her share of wisdom having been given to her by Zeus. She is able to bestow command, skill and courage, and also victory in war for those who revere justice and listen to her persuasive tongue, or destruction for the unjust. For these reasons it has always been desirable to count upon her favor when war is at hand, for Athena, it is said, would never put up with defeat. And yet she checks the insolence of those… Read more

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Sappho circa 630 B.C. One of the great Greek lyrists and few known female poets of the ancient world, Sappho was born some time between 630 and 612 BC. She was an aristocrat who married a prosperous merchant, and she had a daughter named Cleis. Her wealth afforded her with the opportunity to live her life as she chose, and she chose to spend it studying the arts on the isle of Lesbos. In the seventh century BC, Lesbos was a cultural center. Sappho spent most her time on the island… Read more

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THE MOIRAI (or Moirae) were the goddesses of fate who personified the inescapable destiny of man. They assigned to every person his or her fate or share in the scheme of things. Their name means “Parts.” “Shares” or “Allotted Portions.” Zeus Moiragetes, the god of fate, was their leader,. Klotho, whose name means “Spinner,” spun the thread of life. Lakhesis, whose name means “Apportioner of Lots”—being derived from a word meaning to receive by lot—, measured the thread of life. Atropos (or Aisa), whose name means… Read more

In Greek mythology, maenads were the immortal female followers of Dionysus. Their name literally translates as 'raving ones'. Often, the maenads were portrayed as inspired by him into a state of ecstatic frenzy, through a combination of dancing and drunken intoxication. In this state, they would lose all self-control, begin shouting excitedly, engage in uncontrolled sexual behavior, and ritualistically hunt down and tear a****ls (and sometimes men and c***dren) to pieces, devouring the raw flesh. During these rites, the maenads would dress in fawn skins and carry a thyrsus, a long stick… Read more

It all started one day when Zeus and the Gods and Goddesses were just hanging around Mount Olympus. There really wasn’t much to do. There were no heartbroken men for Aphrodite to comfort, no peeping toms for Artemis to turn into steers, and Poseidon was feeling too lazy to stir up a storm. Having nothing better to do, Apollo was watching one of his temples. A young priestess was laying down beautiful gifts of gold and jewels, and Apollo’s favorite, chocolate. “Sigh…It’s good to be loved,” said the radiant… Read more

Porn or erotica has been around since people have been around. This is a ancient Greek vase painting from around 430 B.C. The Greeks were very fond of painting different scenes, usually mythological, on their pottery, and this is a fine example. Certainly, this image is meant to incite some sort of prurient interested in the onlooker, even though it still has artistic merits on its own. Most likely it depicts a man and a prostitute, since the ancient Greeks were not too fond of their women doing… Read more