http://slow.writerscafe.org/vonbose The original writings of author Caleb Boese en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013022 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An experiment in tragedy for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/318289/  You and me were meant to be we;We and he were meant to be us three;Us three and she were meant to be thee,And Thou art holy. Us and Them leaves One and Two, see,One and Two were meant to be three,Three take away we, leaves us with he,And He is holy. We glance at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/295929/ Even my tears are dissident in a sea of loathing -Will I escape this whirlpool of fear?Or will I drown, suffer under waves of hate?These droplets bore a hole deep in my heart.An inkling of thought splays across the canvas of the world,Only to be covered by thousands of others,Dripping .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/293795/ The woman bathes,Attempting to cleanse,Impurities,However, even long afterthe tub is drained,they linger still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/293516/ A small collection of my first Haiku endeavors. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/293514/  Silk-white gloves,Celestial fingers,Caressing the spirit to heal and disinfect,Like mother would. Open, caring,Not closed in anger,Reaching through the barriers to touch and calm,Like mother would. I’ve got a Handful of Ghosts,A flock of Heavenly Hosts,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/292885/  Within the sewer, beneath the street,Lies a creature odd,With gelatinous spheres encased in a chalky structure,Rubbery plastic coating, encasing the vile substances within,It is bipedal, horrifying,With matted fur that is concentrated in only some areas. This creature at o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/292877/ MemoirIs it you, really, Nicholas?It's been far too long since you last came to visit me.I've been good! how kind of you to ask.Nine miles past ol' Hedgerow and you're still truckin', I see?You would've been so fun to have around the house.See, the kid left home and since I've been l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/292852/ The music fills this hall -With the echoes of harmony.Suddenly I'm confronted,with an overwhelming urge to dance.What style is appropriate?Perhaps we'll dance like we used to -Just 'round and 'round, in circles,Counter-balancing each other perfectly,The throes of young love,Na&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vonbose/292613/