http://slow.writerscafe.org/MoonDragon The original writings of author Alex Moondragon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776093323 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wowie Bowie!Your scintillating starduststreaks, enigmatic bright,roaring silently off-planet,blazing a trail of light: Your enlightening gift of realisation: My polymath butterflytirelessly reinventing selfover and over and over again;seeking, yet without need to seek. Now your freedom shadows my fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1707600/ Ebullient vents of cursesAnd waves of catatonic sighsCannot seem to stop the versesOf shattered love's rambling cries.11 June 1996 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131943/ i. Living for TomorrowJust going through the motionsWith no real commitment to her,Wishing to be with someone elseLiving in dreams for tomorrow.ii. Living for YesterdayLiving in memories of yesterdayWishing to be with a love true,I was joyfully committed to her:Just going through the motions.16 Augu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131940/ Everything about her is so sexy:Her long hair,The white blouse,Her leg in jeans wrapped around the bench,Her black high heel boots,Her red painted nails;All raw sensuality.September 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131939/ I hung onto your every word,I idolized your poetic form,I dreamed your dreams of love,I reveled in your hope and joyAnd sympathised with your pain;But we, now both deceived,and yet me more so than you,together must fall; but I Much further and much harder than you;For I dared to dreamand dared even .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131936/ Emotional pain, moon waneAway to nothing;And with your deathTake with thee my painTo die in darkness,In death's black nightWho's light shadowsAll in sight.Then die sweet love,Your bitter poisonHas consumed my heart,Filled me with sorrow,And devoured my soul.3 November 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131932/ A loves B, B loves me,I love C but C can't seeWhy and doesn't really careBecause she loves DBut D's getting married to E.Dissatisfaction crowns usPrinces of stupidity,Chasing after wild geeseIn the alphabet soup of life.17 November 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131925/ The cloud fell to the groundlike liquid confetticelebrating the marriagebetween the earth and the sky.23 December 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131919/ Sandpiper, sandpiperFly on your way,Two collies are huntingThe light of your day.The beach is no refugeThe sea has no heartYou're safe on the wing,So it's best you depart.22-27 December 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131918/ I watched a rose petal glideTowards the wooden floor boardsWhere it came to rest besideHer white cat: Penny,Who's big green eyes watchedIntently, while I stole a kiss.9 May 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131912/ Write savagelywrite wildnever stop to see ifthe world is turning 'round.16 June 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131909/ Burning the fuses of writing excusesI plough on the pageto escape from my cage.16 June 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131907/ Die dorp voor my, 'n seein die oggendblou mis.Die bome, berge en geboueis wilde branders wat rol,die water is warm gekookmet reisende stoom.Die son kruip weg agter 'n wolk;Die geboue is skepewat in goud bad op my see.Die son ontplof weer terugEn alles verdrink in sy lig.21 Junie 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131904/ Swart rook stort die lug in;Maar nie pikswart nie,Eerder 'n spookerige swart,So 'n deursigtige swart,'n pers en ligte blou en gelerige-wit swart,Soos wat die wolke en die lug sagte soentjies deurdie' mooiswart blaas.21 Junie 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131900/  She looked at me intently             withher soft, warm, brown eyes;We smiled mutually.The rotor blade churned windplayed her hairacross her forehead;The starboard green light illumin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131897/ A distinct scent of water on the airRejuvenates my mind’s winter thoughtsOn life, while dark silhouetted cloudsScamper across the face of the moonTo the tune of the gentle breezeRustling through the shrubs and trees,Carrying dilut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131886/ Noble Lion,Dream of fireIn her heartWith passionFor me.8 August 1995 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131880/ i. Awake my love, beside me lay,  Soon the sun will rise,What better way to start the day  Than to see first light in your eyes.             ii. Sweet in slumber you are sprawled  Between the g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131805/ Twenty two years and half a dayThe earth has bore me on her way,Around the sun, between the stars,My life within her crystal vase.Undulating time strolled byAnd with it no regret of why,For I know well that that’s the wayThat life, sweet life, comes my way!   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131799/ Free-form, verse-form,Time to perform;But I must informThat this formIs a bad deformOf poetic reform. 28 July 1992 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131797/ ‘You know,’ she said, ‘it doesn’t matterHow hard you try to please someone,They are never satisfied.’ And the crystalline pillars of UtopiaCracked and rumbled. Then I realized that I tooWas partly to blame,Because we all are, in a way.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131796/ Einstein’s eyesDark and cold;What do they see,What do they behold?A camera lens,A camera flash,Or could it beAn atomic splash,Or just a fall-outConscience rash? 27 August 1992 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131792/ Drops of rain glitter through the air,Their quick-silver clusters on the ground;Each drop of rain that strikes a poolRings out a call to me.I hear your call,Your sweet call for love, my love,For my attention and tenderness;You reach out to meThrough a sky of greyAnd you cry raind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131791/  The wind breathed a breathless sighAnd Silence shattered all the noise. So vehement was that contingencyThat I heard the sunlightPlay upon the green, green grass,The flowers and my heart;They melted into muted formsAnd there they lay apart.No marriage did between them .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131787/ When I turned to look at herMy feelings ran wild;Mixed emotions of envy and desireFlooded deep within my heart.Very few evoke this storm within;Some, only a light rain;Most, not even a drop.Now I keep my eyesOpen for a Storm;Nothing less will ever doAnd nothing more was ever born.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131783/ I always imagined that loveWould truly set me free,But your love has captured me;And though some falcon’s are happyTo ride upon the fists of man,This one sees the bold, blue sky,This one longs to fly. 11 February 1993  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131780/ A pink salamander crawled across the sky,Devoured the waxing moon,Caused a brief spot of rainAnd slowly disappeared into the dusk. 5 March 1993  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1131777/ I wrote this in Oct 2008, and submitted it to Nature's SF 'Futures' Stories but it didn't get much attention and wasn't published. http://www.concatenation.org/futuresindex.html http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1076984/ It was half way through Synthia’s morning,which was as mind numbingly boring as every other day. She had clocked in at08h00, tapped into her telephone feed and started answering calls. She has justcompleted her strict tea break; 15 minutes and zero s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1076975/ If I waxed my legssoft and smooth,and wore high heelsin the same style as your fetish fantasies,if only I knew what they were;and wore long feminine hair,and painted my lips; and eye lashes;Would you recognize my secret submission,Would you make love to me,Until, your b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1076478/ In this short story the main character finds himself living a lonely life haunted by familiar faces while he contemplates who he is through Buddhism and the surprising meaning of enlightenment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MoonDragon/1053868/