http://slow.writerscafe.org/rustyb The original writings of author Rusty en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021511 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The words were small enough.They could tuck into a heart,like a finch.Newborn to the nest.As quietly as they were spoken,like the finch they were ravenous from the start.Crying "Feed me feed me."A steady thump thump, the heart consumed them.The light.They were only visible for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1308198/ Across the decadesLeaning inFingers entwinedOnly to dineOn the heat of the breath between usKnowing only that momentThat first moment before our kissIf I could live there foreverCould there be any more than thisCastles crumbleTime has its wayNo worry for the 'marrowNothin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1301945/ Desolation rainbowFoundNot emptySlight music of chattel singingSkidding in dust across the bottomThe vesselPored out and lovingly cleansedReadyTo be filledThe potionContrived and failedEach one after the otherImpureThe accidentSpilledVileContents to the cauldr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1296718/ Fly byAs if each was a childTrundling learning to walkEvery yearYouYes youPoetYou understand do you not?Never settled Never surePortraying an air of confidenceQuietly dying insideEach with its own countenance A day becomes a month Becomes a year becomes a lifeWhy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1292327/ Certain of timesThat Surely must be lostLost upon all of usBut just sometimes the sweetness remainsLike a songs refrainAnd we dance in its rainShower me Shower youAll alone right nowKnowing it's really not trueThough my heart would disagreeAs it Screams out just to be known.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1289777/ Let's build a bridge.We'll burn down.We'll stay warm in the fire.No fussing to get it straight.The story will turn out just right.I'll read it by the fire in your eyes.Build a bridge to somewhere we've never been.Maybe get lost along the way, my friend.The spans not too far to work.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1284019/ We all make our plansNever knowing when it all will endSo we just pretendThat it means everythingI've spent my time downRight there on the groundFlown so highMy head up in the skyBut nothing compares To have you standing thereThat very special anywhereI can love you where.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1282240/ This is a story about how I Met The one...No she's not perfect for me.She's not perfect for anybody.But if we could just meet in the middle...But I have to give a little, butinstead I give everything. It's too much.I can get it through my brain but not my heart. No my heart has.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1274544/ Alone at sea.A fine vessel, a trusty compass, fair winds to sail. I need not the accoutrements I've gathered on shore.But for those moments in life, captured in my things, the contemplation of such, is yet a moment itself. Oaths to slow, see things more clearly, to quietly surely tell th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1268104/ just a little ditty not sure what to do with it. Written during a cold windstorm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1265320/ Each breath leaves The next weaker than the lastThoughts conspire to deceiveRender to ashes and to dustFormidable foe This thing called timeMemories are weapons Never benignThe cough and the rattleThe wheeze and the chokeThe spirit and soulDissipate into smokeAnd that's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1264823/ It's not just another fallCold windBlows strong tonightAwake though there's no lightLeaves falling to the groundThe chill climbs in beside meThe covers will not hide meThe secrets plain to see To everyone but meWake upThe wind screams out her nameNo I'll never be the same.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1253642/ Such is the lotFoolsLending hearts to the rosy fireRending loves best to the potStill consuming the fire cries for moreChaste no moreLots alreaady castGleaming metal in the vatAt long lastAlchemy perfectedthe lead of my heartGoldSuch is the lotFoolsLending hearts to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1149293/ while you flaunt your wordsand receive your accoladesI shudderseeing men like me so wellnaked and alonedrinking in the poisonsurrendering to the deathI smile faintlywhispering with my last lazy breathTake me Take me yet I die alone laid open for all to seeyour wicked laughits rev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1115998/ Lips are crackingNo tears for my eyesAlone but I don't want companyMy well, its run dry Sunburned when biddenHeart sick as the river ran dryNo wind to sooth my parched soulNo the wells run dry Not healthy enough to really be sickNot angry enough to really tryNot hungry enough to spit out t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1115945/ Quiet tears grace my cheekFor children I do not knowJust one day shall soon be one weekAs presents get covered in snowIcy hearts may never thawThe summer may never comeRocking wails will echo onThe insanity of it allI say the prayers and beseeching GodFor no human power can assuage The grief of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1089492/ There is not muchNo really it's all quite lostThere isn't much to ponderSo gone it's not a shameNo worries about dirty fingers No concern for calloused handsThere's little left or deeper to digI am not any more than I am http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1087019/ she sleeps while I stir in the buffeting winds, the winds of my soul and the wind of the night. Night taking from me that which at once belongs to me and yet has never been mine, indeed a dream. I long for it, long for her. She is all I ever wanted. But now she eviscerates me in my restless sle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1067893/ Where has my heart gone? The pain and loneliness that compels me to write replaced by dead weight like the calloused ankles that drag the prisoners chains he feels their weight no more.Transfigured ugliness blended into a knowing smirk, wily and beguiling in his patience, the muse picks my flesh fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1066319/ They are full of foolsAnd rabble rousersAnd men like me In these late hoursThe artists toilsDemons that tickle their soulsLike the slight of handMaking the flash of eyes disappear In these late hoursPen strokes and imagesThat refuse sleepDemanding the canvas The scene unfolds before t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1066305/ It really doesn't matterI heard you say beforeLong before when it didWhen my heart knew your doorsIt really doesn't matterMy follies gone astrayLike cool still blue watersOverflowing the rivers bankIt really doesn't matterThat I write of it tonightNot that I think of it muchI've lost all my fightIt .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1066303/ Fat. Is where it's at. Just wondering.......                                         .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1055522/ I said helloShe greeted me warmly and yet reserved I tried to look inside herPry her open with my words A letter was sentAn epistle was receivedI liked to walk her move the dress with her walkI longed to see strong strides up a hill I watched her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1055520/ Too often we languishCaught in a world long forgottenBy everyoneBut the mirror At yet we laud the past As if it would rescue usFrom an fate uncertainthe future baying at our door A loss causes poetic ferverA find even more fans the flamePresented in harsh realityContained within our brains.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1020785/ Her dark eyes flashed before me, black diamonds, hewn.Her smile illuminated the tables Set before her laugh, I waited to catch my diamonds as they spilled from her eyes.Her movements pure grace, a butterflies flight. Lost to most, she delivered menu's, I dared feel that only I could see her far.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1018177/ A list:Paint draw or sketch something, even if it kills you. Do not destroy it.Make your children do a half hour of math after cleaning their own messes.Read something inspirational.Pray, alone with God, for help with your life.Stop your children and look deeply into their eyes and thank them for be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1016781/ The pool was lavender reflecting the sky. Small winds pushed the edges until the mirror liquified and the sky it reflected appeared streaked like a rain soaked window. Breath moved in fine mist as he remembered to breath. Watching the slight cloud evaporate he pondered his wind, how it could be swal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1016413/ Politician promises As election night draws nearFrenzied and believingEverything I hear Caught in a cause of emotionI forget my own senseAs I scale my eyes right overAnd reason leaves my fence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1011200/ Sticks and stones may break my bones...But my bones are made of pencil lead and your words are made of erasers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1009055/ I would rather spend a thousand days with youA cell or two down the blockThan a single dayAlone in paradiseBright flashes punctuate muted conversationLovers seek refuge from a hotel room dayAs if thier windowed stares could will the storm awayAs if my pen could write you back into a morning of tepid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1009019/ A begining of a story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/1005357/ There was no white ponyNo need to scale wallsNo dragons breathing vengance No tyrant in the hallsThere wasn't any warNo ships to lay siegeNo witches steaming caldron No handsome faithful liegeNo triumphant fateful battleNo hairy monster messNo long rides in the saddleNo never ending questN.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/998668/ Another morningAnother 4 bellsAnother day to dawn All is wellAnother lonely nightProceeds another lonely dayAnother holds someone tightSo far awayAnother silly ventureAnother blast of wordsAnother distant readBy voices never heardAnother day has begunAnother hotelAnother four bells chimingNo on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/998664/ Two women from the Washington Post went to Alaska to find a man. This is my comment. http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/magazine/two-washington-post-reporters-head-to-alaska-to-find-romance/2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/997354/ A light air twists her hairAmbiance of fate as she catches eyesEach benevolent gaze through her form silhouetted in summer dressIt's all goodSplendid plump fruit ready on the vineJuices flow at the very first biteRedolent kisses at the nectar withinIt's all goodPottery vases easily brokeFirst by a m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/993101/ A*s packed in cotton that's fitting too tightFollowing "Juicy" it just isn't rightForgetting my list I wander the storeThinking to myself "I'd hit that w***e"The lines are atrocious When my shoppings doneI catch her eyeShe smiles and she's goneSo out to the parking lot The chase it beginsI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/993049/ I don't think of you any moreI don't think of you any lessYou are my singularity of referenceYou are my constant I must confessHas it been a good morningHas it been a good afternoonWill you be acknowledging my presenceWill I hear from you soonI hope this note finds you refreshedI hope that the ocean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/993033/ Just a beginning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/992548/ Info sent to me by a friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/991437/ She taught me to spell bated IfI could be anything right now what would I beStandingshore-side with herStaringinto the sea Watchingthe sun makes its dash beyond the horizonIlong to kiss away her tears and dry her eyesBurnedby the fire I dare .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/991351/ Winds of life just beat againstJust. BendThe straight path of your dreamsJust bend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/991064/ Kind words echo in empty hallsWitness to it allBare and braveLonely knaveSimple simplicityFuture so nearImpatient in waitingScoffing at fearStiff resolutionContinued rebuffFlexing my musclesActing so toughBehind my demeanorI've hidden the fearI dare not confideNot instead I draw nearSo many illusion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/990926/ As I writeSomeone starvesAs I writeSomeone killsAs I writeAs I writeSomeone's lover diesAs I writeSomeone goes hungry to feed a childAs I writeAs I writeSomeone dies from a curable diseaseAs I writeSomeone needs a kidneyAs I writeAs I writeSomeone is stealing breadAs I writeSomeone loses the hand th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/990577/ A shell gameA flip of the cardSmoked glass and mirrorsLooking to hardNow you see itNow you don'tThe soothsayers palaceSurrounded by moteKnife throwing princessThe blood on the floorShattered remembranceSkittered on the floorA hat for a rabbitA sleeve for a doveWhere we stand togetherThere'll always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/990527/ Love It lasts... ...here in this heart It isn't its loss...  ...nor its persistence Its voice. Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/989738/ Star light fall upon meLet your midnight serenade still my worried voiceCaress my soul in splendorYour faint light like my hope Midnight let me beStrange calm surround the world in which I standLay me down to a heavenly slumberStar dust all around .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/989531/ Small circlesTraced in the arch of your backBarely a touchA sustained attack Pulling awayJust as you draw nearSeductive masterDominating fear Eyes gone wildEnamored in muskWoman and manhoodCompelling our thrust Thrust int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/989138/ There is no poetry within meAll I have is wantSecret words for everyoneWritten just to flaunt Flaunting pain from a sacred heartWritten all aloneSitting in a hotel roomI have no place called home No place to wash my dungareesNo place to hang .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/989118/ i the word i use the most an i for an i talking of us u extracted promises from me cancelled the contact then set me free to live in these chains set me free to die once again raising lazerus us to do his dance something i&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/988915/ Lo que usted ha grabado en mi alma La historia de nosotros Escrito en las fotos colocadas en su trabajo Reproducción de imágenes en el techo de mi corazón ¿Cómo puedo por más tiempo conocer este mundo Vivo en un lugar donde no Muertos que no viven Sin embarg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rustyb/988908/