http://slow.writerscafe.org/itsjules The original writings of author Jules en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190334 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s much too muchThe open bookIt’s dreadfully easy to read Too accessibleHonest and rawToo much, too soon, it’s poison The shell too weak, too thin, not thereThe game, not played, authentic Too much, all sharedToo much, who cares?Mysterious.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285741/  Why does the burdenGet heavier when shared?It’s clear you don’t comprehendClearer still you do not care Why does your touch searHurting more than you, turned away?I’d rather you ignore meThan with your false words, slay http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285728/ Desperate for connection... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285546/ I was just trying to sleep and this kind of came to me; just a silly little something :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285286/ I think too much... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285265/ I can draw you inLike smoke into my lungsLike water down my throatLike moisture through my skin I can drink you, breathe you, liveInside your head foreverInfest, infect, ingest youSoothe, excite, forgive My fingers pass into the hurtThrough you and underneath Beneat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285264/ Little bit of rancor here, as you shall see... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285250/ I kind of hate to rhyme sometimes, but sometimes it just happens. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285249/ Dunno if this is gonna be a book as much as a short story/fairy tale. Actually, I don't know if it's anything. And my friend Philly contributed a LOT. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/285226/ Disillusionment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283923/  crashing waves of nostalgia and regretmake it difficult to breathe; hurt my heartow, my headi’m so much older than i ever thought i’d bei would sacrifice much to go back, not alldo over, pleasenever realized i had it all. no, not all, but muchtime has never been on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283913/  brief shining moments       of connectionmake it possible to go on       living calm and restful stages of alone       provide the strength to face the world i’m so compl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283910/ The end of a relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283907/ My version of a love poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283904/ Not really a story, not really a poem. A thing about stuff...let's call it prose about watching too much tv, k? Yes, lets. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283891/ MelancholyPoignantBittersweetAching, longing, yearningCouldn't happenPossiblyOr...?Sublime hurtingSecret, dark and sweetIfsWhat ifWhat then?Couldn'tCould, thoughAche; AchingYearning...desperatelyDon't want itNeed itConnecti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283887/ Response to poetry challenge; words to use: interpret, bargain, consider, apathy, dusk, deny, shatter, specific, anticipate and porcelain; 75 words, max. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283885/ Seems a lot of people feel "outside, looking in," and it occurred to me that I am outside, but I only glance in, and kind of don't really want to "go in." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283884/ Response to poetry challenge; MUST use: tavern, surround, glutten, hord, drift, slade, dot, die, reason, mutter, Scheide Limit of 70 words (this is exactly 70) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283882/ Response to a poetry challenge; words to use: yellow, lost, delay, tree, decided, followed, ordinary, sleep, intimidated, obsession; only allowed 30 lines http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283878/ Response to a poetry challenge: use the phrase "she hides in mirrors." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283875/ Response to a poetry challenge; words to use: feelings, electricity, ignite, connection and expain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283873/ She was rawNakedHelplessDefenseless She rarely bathed because she hated her body She showered only to leave the house She rarely left the house because she was dirty She lived in shameShe lived in pain She was always coldShe was always terrified&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283863/ I love poetry because it’s everything, or can be. I love that it can be one word, like nuance, or thousands, like the Illiad. It’s revealing, reflective, reflecting; inane, insane, silly, funny, touching, poignant, profound, ripping, tearing, searing, piercing. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsjules/283848/