http://slow.writerscafe.org/sage4dages The original writings of author Matthew L. Arcelay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776212612 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 face to face in conflictionmy addiction fed through agony felt cobalt blue ash caught karma's cold on a brief encounter reloadedin her eyes i saw my reflection even with my vision fadedi knew i was caught between six chambersa sick stranger succumbing to a kiss i caught off her lips.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/340606/ uncovered birch seeds never grow for a time i thought i'd see the day when a tree stood stronghow wrong was i to believe in magic, so now we bare the heat of day without it's shade breathless licking empty bottle tops in search of condensationonly to quench our thirst with fallen tears b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/323690/ soft spoken anxiety, i bleed for her have need for her yet am i repulsed by her she once stood like a queen amongst the starsproud with purpose a protector to her siblings struck down by a lover she became bittera scar across the cheek and a quiver made her a killer by the dozens her fai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/305765/ counting ripples in a ponda hummingbird buzzed beside me at a lily flowing gently in the windit looked up and passed me a smileand a whisper saying simply ..pass it on :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/303731/ stories told inlaid with ice tragedies only in memoryin remembering i see your sight behind fractured glasses moments relapse into vibrationsincantations with wet embraces beads of rosary amids twisted faceshymn in cadence begone D aville tears river engulf what in me you see overl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/296272/ has one painted echoes one reckless intent after the next passed forward good intentions unto damnations handseclipsing perhaps one heartbeat after the next cash cows a progressive recessive if that makes centsin tents .. moments become exhaled sighs tears for blood .. no blood for oil .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/294706/   breathe in hope exhale change let go .. everything   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/288929/ fade out fade in fading ... solemnly soulful hopeful no mo' remember how the tendons tore bent back my limbs in the rain trying to find change .. in pace in hope in body in mind listening to cracks in time listening to the hymns of memorymaybe just listening for anything what was it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/287139/ buonas noches la toma del niñoun sip y un dado que soñan a los vigilantes de la mañana considera los temblores en su sonrisa que ven las mentiras y el trechery donde la esperanza debe estary ellas consideran que este miedo de la causa las baila cerca es cabecerano se p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/274393/ a distance off the shadow intimately watching thoughts peeled forward and backyou pull out that feather trying to tickle a smileall i can manage is a smirk .. it's how i feel rolling in the dirt with the right moment at the wrong timetainted pains talk about how bad we're knotted upi fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/274308/ (humming) storm in the distance (storm in the distance)heavy is the daayyyyy (heavy is the daayyyy) loorrrd bring the rain(loorrrd bring the rain)... to wash my spirit cleanI mean that singed smell on those faithful wings still lingers in meflutter by like butterflywonder why.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/274305/ keep it vindictive ooh how i slid into the shadows on echos of hopei feel open riding lacerations through every fiber of my creation hanging like a skeleton in the corner of a classroom picked apart on Tuesdays and Thursdays sightless i watch your movementstaking notes as you scribble do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/274304/ dive six storiesand remember to flap your wingsas i count backwards .. looking for an impact ten when did i loose perspective was it when i chose to be differentnine i remember black and white conforming massesmarching in step to the star spangled bannereightmy stomach growling.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/269053/ has she lost that vibrant sound? forgive me the shadows in me question salvations anger neglected to answeri caught her thoughts on a ham radio scattered through static ... her tears spelling out S.O.Sfrantic breaths paused on hoplessness find me i'm lostbroken message comes across t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/260490/ Tonight I write until my pen runs dry Until my last tear is cried With these thoughts I begin to dieI sacrifice my soul for my heart Torn apart by a lie painted on my lips Delivered with a kiss as you cut me deepLet me bleed my smile away Cover my wounds with vinegar So I ache Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/260102/  late night banging out thoughts i'm restless a mess with everything i said soulsonic pitch a missing piece of mewho was it i did see - speaking ... no freaking mei floated for the moment over head my body ..... living or dead? wondering why i was in a shouting match with ..... .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259905/  jarred awake by the sound of thunder rumblings in waves short breaths its like i've been talking for daysmy own image by the bedside telling me everything is okLIAR! why do i toss and turn burn without fire strugling to understand this that i am clasping my hand over insomnias .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259903/ echoes from behind can blow your mindthat's why it's got to be mind over matter the past is just scattered when you see the signs then you knowit's not where you beenbut where you wanna go and if your just standing stillyour just obstructing the traffic flowwhen you accept what is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259688/ Walk with me talk with me I’ll tell you a storyMy storyPieces of my heart A long walk in the dark My song A few deconstructed melodiesPut back together with blue notesAge 15 I was introduced to the hard concrete Forced to find the rhythm in me So I took up a beat and d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259320/ when i started it was a brisk daymy walk steady yet my heart still unsettled i got lost in thoughts of sugar coated compromises to many taking like i was one of those fiends you see on the silver screenI inhaled your essence into me through the nose passed the lips on my skin ... i shive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259319/ Dragonfly tender caresses of BS off the lips of that shadowy figure ofyou if i was amazed it wasn't from what you said without thoughtit was that cold slouch that had me staring uncaring into the sunset praying for a cold wind to take away this buzzing in my ear blinded were my eyes by t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/259317/ Abajo por el lakeside quees nosotros saltamos los guijarros a través del aguaque causa la ondulación pues se es siemprejusto un justo poco diverso un pequeño en el amorque rompe reglas como los toques de queda que echan cuidado a un lado como Bonnie y Clydeque se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252556/ written as pace rhodes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252555/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252549/ written as i of the storm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252546/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252545/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252543/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252541/ written as i of the storm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252539/   Lao tzu said the journey of a thousand begins with the first step 999 strides later shifted trails leave no trace of where I've been steps counted backwardsa few pitfalls dusted offi almost gave up at the 666i take my last and catch my breath look back and begin aga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252537/ 20 years gone by a thousand tears cried my hearts driedgrown cold insideat least it has to you!20 years too late!! how dare you!!! how dare YOU !!! try to find a hole into my soul ....... how dare you THINK you know Me ......how can you think this man before y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252534/ you know I cant quite put my finger on it are we friends or are we enemies red beams darting across the midnight air your thought's fixed capriciously as you take aim at the figure of me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252533/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252530/ when you shine you shine all the timefrom behind the timesbut never left behind hope i do so solely hope that there are blessings in tearswithin hearts hers theirs yours i count the rush of feelingssomber prayers break open floodgates of anxietysave grace save you to many knocks .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252526/ written as pace, with influence by my wife Belle aka princess arcelay http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252523/ written as flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252521/ i wrote this on a cloud, as my alter ego flobo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252514/ when i wrote this it was a spur of the moment feeling http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252510/ written as i of the storm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252505/ written as pace rhodes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252503/ four sides two dimensionspaper thina character of life looking outnowhere in particuler boxed in open only when the pages are read alive only when the story is feddescribed as a shadow outlined in chapters a character of lifefour sides two dimensions boxed in paper t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/252446/ late night banging out thoughts i'm restless a mess with everything i said soulsonic pitch a missing piece of mewho was it i did see - speaking ... no freaking mei floated for the moment over head my body ..... living or dead? wondering why i was in a shouting match with ..... give.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/251505/ laugh as they did they never knew the true perogative for why she criedshe told me once with her eyes that she hurt insidebut the pain she felt wasn't hersfor although each word slashed deep into the heart it was for them that she bled shadows looking on with just a hint of hope puppet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/250300/ they called it modified sunshine a glimmer of light broken through panes of stained glass reflecting crimson arrows on vagabond street cornersdesolate in the daytime only shadows walk over moments left unmentioned stepping with each clock tick catching inner scents hovering over them a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/249939/ page meleave a message at the sound of the beepmaybe i'll get back to you maybe i'll get back the mood maybe i'll slow down with time and forget forget that the long grind has worn away my edge maybe i'll learn to read the lines etched out in my face by father timemaybe i'll sit by t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/246932/ so it happened my eyes opened to a whisper upon the soulI placed on the precipice of timeto bare witness as his greedy hands reached for the fruit of lifediscontent to be godlike .... worshiped among the stars he would have the throne of paradise at the cost of his hearta judgment passed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/245727/                                                   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/243606/ Smoking sunshine blinded by the daytears shedtears shedhearts bledhearts bled...when will the madness end?happy tunes..NOjust sad songswho SAID we could do no wrong?THEY liedwe ALL criedwhy? so many people diedone moment losttime ticksnow twohow many morehearts drop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/242427/ I wanna fly cast care aside and glide on currents escape those prying eyes clearing way for dreams as i live i die with every moment as i die i live in every moment it just that every moment is alive i know this only because i feel them like waves on a riverwashing ov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/239954/ starchild i'm waiting on the world to bloom let me follow scattered petals down your grooveon checkerboards dancing making zen movesthis is my world jumping over ends skipping to the begin againsomewhere between never and infinitywaving at reflections in the glass menagerie i feel th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sage4dages/239946/