http://slow.writerscafe.org/yahmean44 The original writings of author Michael Handel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995401 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 at first ~ I was a man short sqat and whitemy sight locked on land a dealer in manselling souls in chains packed tight neathdeck in dank rooms chains dangling tunesof lonliness and families with dark skinstorn at the breast.I ~ a seller of slaves digging graves for theliving dead my ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/356342/ Pieces http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/348077/ People say, sometimes, somewhere something makes them the men they are today. I, generally, jest that I don’t believe them or believe men are moved by emotions measured relative to mountain ranges or earthquakes quaking. Sometimes I don’t believe in believing and negate any not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/344996/ Understands too much now, somehow,somewhere, finds use for; alliterationagitating the firmament of the cosmosshaking stars from the sky like fat fruitsfalling from trees. Stars explode all aroundsplattering the ground, their richness, their secretssummon all to see.  People pass by .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/341472/ A little somethin somethin, as they say. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/341387/ It's not so much about living one's life,inasmuch as it is not.You should be more like God...I meant to say, instead I thought.I thought of stars bursting in the sky. as Iwas walking down the street, watchingthe cars pass me by.  I dreamed of dayswhen temples burn to the ground, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/340463/ I made no mention ofbattles to come, beat no drumas I walked slowly intoslow motionmy eyes fixed upon you,your devotions, nowlike oceanswild, where hurricanes beatthe waves like a battered child. Yeah, that's precisely whatran through my head whenyou passed me andglanc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/340033/ Just angry quasi-existentialist ranting at certain types of people for existing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/338924/ I like things that die http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/336955/ On this day of her birth 10/28 It still needs some work. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/334703/ Your favorite song plays often in my chamber.You'd play it in my car, while outside the worlddecayed fast as we died slow.Your rants of Valhalla, your Nordic eyeproud, and inked from years of incarceration.You with your nazi sympathies, me and myethnocentric tirade, all merged as one; th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/333965/ not pretty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/333781/ Rough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/333743/ Dance this dance...it is dire, important, for tomorrow's tumult isnot quite known yet--soplease-please for the sakeof the seas, in the name ofthe trees--please, in silence,dance timeless with me.In the name of the rose whosebuds are dyingas Winter swallows Summer's triumph.In.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/332575/ Still trying stuff. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/332557/ I was going to pick a Norman Rockwell painting for the pic but then I was like "Nah." So anyway, lately I've just been experimenting is all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/332527/  This shattering shiver, September's itchopaque in moonlight, her lover's kisshis shattered shyness, month of nowherethis blackened heart, it glows in starlightthe creeping midnight, crawling Autumnrage like ancients, Furies callingon fractured Earth, at Tuesday's dyingour lips .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/332499/ Written very very quickly/not edited, though I'm satisfied thus far. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/331188/ Because of ABT http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/331148/ not sure why I keep rhyming lately http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/330798/ Post-Modernist nightmare. Just experimenting/ Thanks to Michael for editing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/330387/ Me vs. Life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/329971/ She was my e-bff...or so I'd hoped. Before(I.) & After(II.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/327902/ I see these pictures of you,fresh in my mind, of all thetimes you've spent amongstfriends...young and unknowing of our future.You areancient and new,glamorous like nymphs ofthe sea and wood.The hood over your eyesstill sheathing thoughts andfeelings you've yet to know.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/327084/ This was frustrating for me and I don't like it one bit. Limited Edition---I'm probably going to take it down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/326540/ The tentative title was "The Gifts of Being Strange" but it totally went somewhere else haha. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/326101/  In Hell,you said that thefire wasall-consuming,that the onlybloomingwould be from theflames purging sinlike ripping roots,rootingbulbsinto the ground. I was toldthat,even still,it was alsocold,complimenting thefire's fury in betweenthe spirit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/325402/ As I lay here...sunk, in sofa, and inregrets,half-asleep inthe belly ofmy home...one eye opened,my mind, it roams,as does Beaumont,marmalade, regal, thick asking on queen's shoulders,he creeps from the shadowstowards meliketen gods abreast.This beastthis libertine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/323817/ Mike like dance alone. Mike like dance a lot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/322431/ Normally, I try to "keep it real"..this time I wanted to keep it fake and write in the language of bad dreams and such. I said to myself, "How can I confuse the s**t out of people?". Read on... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/319474/ I'm not sure if I'm happy with this...no pun intended. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/318691/  I eat lycanthropes...no seriously,my every-morn routinebegins with wit crackingskulls of the ill who howlfalsely at the Moon whenconvenient, then retreatto their tepid affairs,feign bears, wolves, Etc.to give themselves creditfor not being like himor like him orlike h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/316059/ Trying things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/315704/ I don't care for astrology or those who do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/315348/ Bored, trying to amuse myself...I hope no one is offended by this... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/315070/ Sept. 8th..... More of a journal-entry than anything...but I don't keep a journal, so..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/315026/ I was never good at drawing.My brother, whom I loathe,he's brilliant at drawingthings,perspective,shades.I used to draw in classwhen I was a lad.Two-dimensional figures doingtwo-dimensional things intwo-dimensional places.No...three-dimensional faces oranything like that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/314800/ Yep...talk about an effin muse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/314769/ Sometimes I think in-strange http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/314744/ ----for/to/from HER--- This poem may seem confusing at first but, actually, it is its simplicity that is so baffling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/314317/ Dear Alice, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/312897/ So this is the beginning of a song I started a few weeks back. You really have to hear the music to appreciate its eccentricities(and see me explode in place ; ) ) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/312827/ 10:42...Sat. Night..alone(by choice)...just watched "Sid & Nancy"..felt like writing..fifty seconds later......this..so, yeah..it's kind of raw. I think you miss something when you cook it too much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/311073/ As of 8/26/08 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/308987/ Uhhh..hey baby....so uhm...you come here a lot? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/308425/ 8/2/08 My first write in a week or two. I don't know? It's based on a convo I've been having with myself today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/297984/ I did this for the make-me-laugh contest....Whenever I type the word "great" I always always, without exception, type "greta" first and then have to change it. Always, in fact I did it twice while explaining this. Does anybody else d http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/290119/ We all know him. . Again just trying new things...no solid rhythm or concrete structure..just trying to figure stuff out I suppose..being whimsical http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/289574/ Right now, I'm satisfied with this...I guess it could be arranged "better"? but what do I know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/289047/ 7/12/08 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yahmean44/288190/