Regarding The Donald

I concur. Read more at mitchteemley.com.

mitchteemley's avatarMitch Teemley

Last Trump

“Where there is shouting, there is no true knowledge.”  ~Leonardo da Vinci

“Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.”  ~Horace Greeley

Hair today, gone tomorrow

Hair today, gone tomorrow?

One can hope.

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Black Ice

True and frightening. Read more at poesypluspolemics.com.

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betrayal-linda-monfort “Betrayal” by Linda Montfort

invisible skin
politicians on camera
treacherous disguise

hidden dark hunger
ready to swallow the light
gulling your trust

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Say What You Mean–A Joke Y’all

A Texas Aggie goes in to see his doctor and says, “Doc, I want to be castrated.”

The doctor looks at the Aggie and says, “Surely you don’t want that. It’s a very serious operation and once you go through it it can’t be undone.”

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, Doc,” says the Aggie.

The doctor does his best to talk the Aggie out of the surgery, but he refuses to budge. 

Finally the doctor says, “Well, if you’re sure, I’ll perform the surgery. But it’s against my better judgement.”

So the Aggie has his operation, and the next day he is up and walking very slowly, legs apart, down the hospital corridor with his IV stand in tow. Heading towards him is another patient, who is walking exactly the same way.
 “Hey there,” says the Aggie, “It looks as if you’ve just had the same operation as me.”

“Well,” said the patient, “I finally decided to be circumcised.” 

The Aggie snapped his fingers and said, said, “Circumcised! THAT’S the word!”

Courtesy of Sickipedia.org: http://www.sickipedia.org/sex-and-shit/castration#ixzz3zLgF1Ovf

The Wire

This is an important story. Please read more of Jan Wilberg’s work at redswrap.wordpress.com.

Jan Wilberg's avatarRed's Wrap

It wasn’t a coat hanger. It was a wire.

The theory was that by inserting the wire through the cervix, moving it around a bit and then removing it, an infection would result and the pregnancy would be aborted. It worked. It was March 1967.

Afterward, after I watched the ‘doctor’ wash his hands with one of those little soaps wrapped in white paper, after he tilted the bedside lamp just so and after he said, “That should do it,” I got dressed, left the motel with the flashing vacancy sign, made my way to the bus station in downtown Detroit, and rode in the dark in the eerie silence of a mostly empty Greyhound all the way back to Mt. Pleasant, the tiny Michigan town where I was a freshman in college. Curled up next to the window under my black pea coat, I wondered how long it would…

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EnduraPet My Favorite Vendor at 2016 Denver Dog Show

Check this out! From my good friend at Sanseilife.wordpress.com.

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This year I was pleased to see EnduraPet, my favorite dog supplement provider, had returned to the 2016 Denver Dog Show.

I have been using EnduraPet for about six years now and have never been disappointed with results.

Here is a post I did about how their Mobility Plus+ changed my ageing German Shepherd’s life Mobility Plus+

The quality of their products continues to impress me.  I have a rescue dog suffering from Addison’s Disease.  He is quite nervous during stormy weather such as thunder and extreme wind.  He is also no so happy with fireworks.  I have been using the Calming Plus+ product for about three years and find it does just that, calms poor Roscoe’s nerves.  The wind, thunder and loud fireworks still bother him; but, with the help of Calming Plus+, he is able to settle down and wait out the event.

Rommy, Roscoe and Monty Rommy, Roscoe and Monty

For more info go here…

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Nine Ways of Shaping the Moon

Oh! That’s what I said when I finished reading this. Oh! Read more at robertokaji.com.

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file9781336412046(1)Nine Ways of Shaping the Moon

                                         for Lissa

1
Tilt your head and laugh
until the night bends
and I see only you.

2
Weave the wind into a song.
Rub its fabric over your skin.
For whom does it speak?

3
Remove all stars and streetlights.
Remove thought, remove voice.
Remove me. But do not remove yourself.

4
Tear the clouds into threads
and place them in layered circles.
Then breathe slowly into my ear.

5
Drink deeply. Raise your eyes to the brightness
above the cedars. Observe their motion
through the empty glass. Repeat.

6
Talk music to me. Talk conspiracies
and food and dogs and rain. Do this
under the wild night sky.

7
Harvest red pollen from the trees.
Cast it about the room
and look…

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ECHOES FEND FOR THEMSELVES AFTER MIDNIGHT

Read this one aloud. Read more at mikesteeden.wordpress.com.

mikesteeden's avatar- MIKE STEEDEN -

avant garde

Interlaced tongues sweetest tortures, and for you a crown of hawthorn

Come mornings lame duck situation, at first light a passion stillborn

Your carriage awaits full of treasures, a catalogue of what was before

Love letters returned back to sender, your key on the hook by the door

You split with a satchel of shared dreams, and a trunk full of burning desire

In your wake left a parcel of memories, and finger band of barbed wire

Those bared paintings of you in the grand hall, the place where all sinners got wed

Now hang on the walls of a bedroom, where all our spare tears once were shed

Words aimed below the belt and pulled punches, a ripped bodice, a craving that devours

Then the affirmation of stained sheets, hungover from the afterglow hours

You travelled back to the place where you came from, climbed dizzy heights just to…

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The Country Chicken Story

Love, love, love Sonia’s stories of a whole different kind of life. Read more at scribbles59.wordpress.com.