http://slow.writerscafe.org/VALIANT The original writings of author ; en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776182455 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too." - Pablo Neruda You stand in the rays of theyellow, orange, dying sun, soakup radiance through your olive skin,you shine a light from within yourpupils, casting it upon the world.I loved her, and sometimesshe loved me too. R.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/748121/ Her fur is falling offcreating patches of redskin that swell andheave. She yelps whenthe men with lab coats insert the ominous, poison-filled syringe. And yetmore fur suffocates theair, choking hernostrils and layeringher feet. It coversher eyes as the light insider her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/748109/ "Among books and shelves of stillness she adjusts" - R. Nikolas Macioci Among book and shelves of stillness sheadjusts the quiet tombs of forgottenliterature, the silent lurking of monotonewords. She sits in an erect pull-outchair of a dull and somber hue, she wrapsaround herself .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/748105/ What is she thinking?The towers are falling.Did you see that girl go flying?I can't believe this, so many dying! What is she thinking?Osama Bin Laden is dead,they shot him in the head.The tears of joy are shedbecause finally Al Queda has fled. What is she thinking?C.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/742835/ "They say that everyone dies from a heart attack." - Grandma"I thought he was going to live until his body gave out, not his heart." - Mom"What can I do for you?" - Nurse"Nothing." - Grandma"What is Hospice?" - Me"It's end of life care." - Nurse"Do you love me?" - Grandpa"Yeah, I love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/742832/ Fear becomes noticed,while behind enemy lineswhile fighting this war. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/646550/ The formulas are clicking and ticking in my head.Swirling from one bolt of my brain to another.Creating mathematical insanity in my already mental head.I can feel my heart beating faster and faster.I can feel my head throbbing with every pumping, pulsing beat.I clench my hand, cracking each knuckle,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/646546/ The hammer had belonged to him, and to his father before him.They had to come up with something else.By the time I started to use this hammer, at about the age when I discovered the speed of sound, it already contained houses and mysteries for me.It was the only way I had of protestingPretty soon I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/646538/ "From that moment a hunger for poetry possessed me." Jimmy Santiago BacaBricks upon bricks of themes and messages.All arranged into a well-like structure That squirms and wriggles with unleashedwords and broken phrases.Crystalline water, brimming with lettersand imagery, drips down with three...four.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/646535/ You Men,who lay down yourblue jeans and t-shirts. You Men,who kiss your wifegood-bye, hastily, whileyou run to catch yourbus. The bus that willlead you to your futureor to your death. You Women,who lay down youraprons and mittens,your spatulas andspoons.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/645207/ Penetrate me withwood delights says thepencil sharpener. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/645206/ There are worse things than not having enough hot water to finish your hour shower.There are worse things than having Salisbury steaks and mashed potatoes for dinner every night.There are worse things than having a hard bed, where you can feel every spring pierce you back, to sleep on.There ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/645205/ This is a Sonnet about Genocide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/536222/ Green, was the color of your eyes when I first saw you.While walking down fifth avenue.Green, was the color of your dress.That while you walked swayed ever so slightly in the summer wind.Green, was the color of your toenails.Peeking out from your sandals like a hermit from its shell.Green, was the c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/525788/ Rain of the skies fall onto the EarthRain of the skies fall onto the EarthSmothering the fire, stoked always by the airSmothering the fire, stoked always by the airFire of the skies, fall onto the airStoked always by the rain, smothering the EarthDestruction of the homes of unknowing citizensDestruc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/520747/ Sorry this might be too close to the truth... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/473056/ Something I also wrote in class... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/470930/ Something I wrote in writing class... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/470927/ Something I wrote in class also...What do I want to be free from? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/462752/ So on this prompt I ad to write about my Querencia....Where my home is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/452611/ This is another prompt from my class...This one I had to pick a sentence starter from a hat and write a poem or free-verse using the sentence starter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/452609/ I'm taking a Writer's Seminar class and for this particular prompt...I had to write as poem about a Strawberry using all my senses with taste being last...Oh And I really did drop my Strawberry! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/452602/ Something I wrote for the song....Because I love it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/443333/ The story of me (Mistress E) before I met Aaron (Wolfie) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/443159/ Can't you see how she is tearing us apartHow she is ripping our foundation out at the seamsHow she hates to see you with meCan't you see that our friendship is failingOur love is dwindlingCan't you see that she will not stop till its doneTill we are overPlease, Can't You See http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/442930/ relationship blazze http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/442926/ Something I wrote to help me cope with some things http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/442918/ A poem that just came to me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/412137/ I picked a news article and used it as my inspiration and title...cool right! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/410908/ A step in someone else's body.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/410904/ This is definitely an experimental one...It isn't one of my usuals and in fact it isn't even my type to tell you the truth actually I think its bad but maybe some oddball out there might think it good http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/410877/ This is a poem that I wrote a short time ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/410870/ Something I wrote after my long bout of writers block :( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/332542/ This crazy feelingThis...sexual healingThe fire kindling~This love I'm feeling This crazy urgeSoon our bodies will merge~I was waiting for itThe pain, the pleasureYour fangs cutting through the leatherI try to hold myself togetherBut its too lateI'm all the way under http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/300812/ Tired of this lifeTired of this lonlinessPeople walking byNever taking a glanceAt the woman with holes in her pantsThey do not seeThe heart in my handI carved it out cause of the pain I'm in http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/300807/   The memories haunt meThe Death, it staysThe blood on my hands never go awayOn my knees they layTwitching and turning...Waiting for anotherAnother woman, man, child, or catAnything that will reactTo the tearing of its flesh on a razor-sharp bladeTo the sight of where t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/300802/ A chaper by "Mistress Erica (The Tragioc Queen)" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/299183/ A Collabaration between "Mistress Erica (The Tragic Queen) and "Super Villian" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/299055/ A poem by "Mistress Erica (The Tragic Queen)" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/298946/ Just someting that I wrote down on a whim! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/266908/ A chapter by "Mistress Erica (The Tragic Queen) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/255329/ This is the first book I've ever tried to write so don't go so hard on me...And I decided to write this book based on the most awesome creatures on this planet....Vampires! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/255314/ A poem by Mistress Erica (The Tragic Queen) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/247950/ I see herShe's as beautiful as I rememberLong flowing hair that falls in timbersI wonder if she knows I'm watchingWhat if she turns around---Oh god I have to hideShe walks with an elegant graceI love the dimple in her right cheek She looks so innocent but down deep shes as spicy as the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/217394/ I see her there among the shadowsI wonder if she knows shes going to the gallowsHer name is Isabella mellowsAnd shes convicted for corrupting the little fellows I wonder if he sees meI hope he knows I'm not going willinglyAnd to make this a little bit more spicyI'm going to curs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/217178/ Sitting here with my pen in handLooking for an escape route that would finally endThere's a daughter and a childbut what is their end?This opressed darkness I feel whenever I try to see is unbearableI try to put words together but they come out as scribble scrabbleWhat do they call this-.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/217040/ Today was the day we were to be marriedRight here in our own backyardAfter sunset when the night was youngGuess you thought it was a gameInterrupting our service with your drunken slurCan a wife kill her husband without remorse? Quiet as a cat did I sneak to your roomUnity .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/216169/ This poem isn't connected to me in any way...I wrote this for a dear friend of mine....I tried to grasp the concept of what went on the night when he left..Hope you enjoy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/215667/ You were always mulling around the houseLike there was nothing to doThere were dishes in the sink, Garbage to take out, Kids to feedBut no you wanted a beer, a cold one at thatI hated you more than you can imagineYou were suppose to be my fatherThe father that went to work, didn't b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/215543/ Something I wrote after watching the news about a girl getting raped...Plain and Simple http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VALIANT/215488/