Tag Archives: Poetry

In the concluding pages of the Alcoholics Anonymous Basic Text there’s a quote by Herbert Spencer; “There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments and which can not fail to keep … Continue reading →

I ask myself, would I rather be right or would I rather be believed or … something else?

The naked rose flaunts its genitals To proudly attract the bee Emitting a scent of erotic madness And bright colours for the bee to see Six long legs penetrate the flower Right down to the pollen Orally gaining nectar ‘Till … Continue reading →