Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry
Poetry and Commentary that Smells
I have tasted the fruits of marriage,
and sweet though they be,
this will be the last marriage for me.
Treacherous Gulp, Attorney-at-Law and Life Coach
Artists & writers only exist because the world is not perfect.
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
A Literary Notebook - Since 2007
Imagination, is the art that runs the world, in Reality and Dreams.
Every soul loves soul music
Craig Bingham
Live While You Can
A Portal To Another Green World
GALERIA DE L'AUTOR. Especialitzat en paisatges de Catalunya i Andorra. Retoc d'imatges i creativitat.
Showcasing Our Rich Culture
Wonktastic, wimblistic; wanderings, wonders.
Thoughts on art and language
Chi come la fenice può rinascere?
Poetry for the less discerning.
Ideas, opinion, tips, advice, inspiration, and motivation of daily life.
CGFMEDIA
Photographer in Stockholm, Sweden
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry 
How interesting. Both my marriages were quite bitter.
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I have been married for over 55 years, never went to war, never had Covid. A life too boring to qualify me to be a writer!
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Haha. I believe everything you’ve said in your message except the “boring” life part. I don’t believe that at all.
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