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HELL HATH NO FURY


Purveyor of pretencesSweet stalward of schemesYou were once my only DeityNow the fool of my dreams. Jester of jerksSquanderer of precious timeWhat the hell was I thinkingThat love alone, could make you mine? BjR 3 April, '10
— Bonitaj, Apr 03, 2010

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About the Author

Region, Country: Tip of Southern Africa, ZAF

Favorite Poets: Too many to narrow down, but briefly :, AUDEN, T.S. ELIOT, DICKENSON, RILKE, THOREAU, RUMI ... the list is endless. Am inspired by many, especially those that live lives of "quiet desperation, and go to the grave with a song still in them" (THoreau)

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Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

‘that love alone, would

'that love alone, would make you mine' thats what my mind kept wanting to say with that last line but other than that small thing another great write Boni your in the groove lately love JayCee x x x
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panaella

16 years 2 months ago

on the nail with this..

So how feel at the moment...just resonates. About feeling a complete tit and expressing sincere emotion to someone...to have it dashed and sneered at. Ells x
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

ah gals!

I love it how you're so quick out of the starting gates! Thanks for your comments and the quick crit. Take changes as done! Good one JayCee! Boni
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Boni

Full of passion. I wish I'd written it. Been there. Always, Cat
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

Thanks Cat!

Sometimes I think this passion will burn me out before it extinguishes itself! lol Boni
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 2 months ago

Ah, love is blind, love is blind.

Ann of Norway Is it not Bonni? Even the greatest love is of an unknown, according to the religious mind, also blind!!! Strong medicine, love. Love to you Ann
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 2 months ago

(((((Boni))))Sigh. Yet it

(((((Boni)))) Sigh. Yet it is love alone which recognizes itself and returns to itself over and over again. In all its manifestations. "wherest you go, I am." ~A "Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." ~ A Course In Miracles
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

How very true Anna

and who could've said it better than this: "Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." William Blake
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

Indi!

Isn't everything we write "written as an afterthought of what has occurred?" i.e. Hindsight 20/20? Liked your introductory ascerbic comment though ;) Made me smile! Thanks Boni
kowque

kowque

16 years ago

such fury...

"What the hell was I thinking That love alone, could make you mine?' TIGHT ending Bon :) kokz
judyanne

judyanne

16 years ago

love every line

rolls off the tongue so easily great write bonitja love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html