http://slow.writerscafe.org/AMMD The original writings of author AMMD en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775943998 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wondered the other dayif the world were ever a nice place -without the fruitof an apple's laborbefore the killingby false prophetslike hornless mountain goatssun bleached and salty cheeksshackled vessels leading tostolen promised landswith voiceless corsetsbearing hopeless .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2898030/ My grandma's kitchenwas the placewood paneled like both her home and demeanor:of the earthwith small, worn handscrafting mealsfor all occasions celebrationsfestivitiesfrom the Thanksgiving turkeyto the homemade wontonsof the Chinese New Yearswarming spices and smells.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2898028/ Sometimes Jackgoes up the hilland never comes back down it.Holding ontochildlike gameslittle Lord Farquaadking of the hill.Will Jack ever admit that hehas built anempire of s**t?I think likeHumpty Dumptyhis ego couldn'thandle the spill.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2862653/ Little boys withplastic boatsalways playing gamesBetter watch outfor the lady of the lakesome are neitherwomen nor girlsSleeping dragonswooden ships ready for flightvalkyries without silenceCarrying death songs rejecting the ring. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2862351/ Black dotNothingnessExist-less existence Taking to fillA void that is.From nothingYou cameAnd stayed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2862037/ I wondered the other dayif the world were ever a nice placebut then rememberedthat even virgin dandelionsfight with perfect blades of grassfor a pieceof the skyand I was surethis was somethingBukowski knew.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2861890/ Many years ago I askedmy grandmother to write her storysomething in it and in me drew me to her traumaa need to caress its honest pain on the pageDid I sense it?That she was stolen from her mothera little brunette toddlerfrom her newly divorced motherwho was at work that dayWho s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2858582/ If he looks like a froglives like a frogsounds like a frogand kisses like a frogThen he may not bePrince Charming sweetheart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2851638/ I’ve seen them beforethe camouflaged branchesa poisonous sage misleading evergreenfor a maladaptive ascent to an exquisite sadistic chokerdangling with delightat fruitless dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2834840/ It wasn’t myown love of the lyrics Nor descent into addictive madness that wove Kiedis’s meaning into my bones Oh no. Under the Bridge did become a fleeting thought when the father&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2826628/ If you everfind yourself unable or unwilling to clap foranotherThen take a step backand reflect upon the mirrorIt may also require an exodus from the pompoushuman raceAn evolutionof love withan entering into humankind andpeace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2824293/ Clean fishstriving upstreamto regeneratethe cycleof pungent air translucent dropsof lifebeing exhaled a silentlyarduous journeyever propagatingthe ebb and flowof the concurrent current a peaceful rumblingwith energyfreshly taking and givinglike the breathof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2818991/ Memories lingering much like moleculestrapped in stagnant waternothing growingflowingcompressedlike theDarkness ofa vacuuman insidiousand ominous black holeunwilling to let light leaveat besta clever enigmatoo dark to grasp no unsolved mysteries a multiverse of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2818704/ Invertedfantasies cannibalizingdreamsgrowthmindedSupernovabecominginfinitekugelblitzenergeticmotionforcechangedlikea diamonddigestingsmokeand mirrorsspittingoutnothingawholeunknowndevouringtheterriblenothingnessleavinglightcradlingvortexDeus ex machina http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2817154/ Two roads convergedone away from a woodthe other towardno intention of eitherthough no pathworn beforewas predeterminedOthers had led that wayand this waynone anywherewith hopeful feathersor returning springsonly barren branchesand forlorn journeyingTreading marked similar spacessimilar outcome.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2816535/ You’ll know when you’re onto something or have something or are worth something when the flying monkeys invade your space No need for Kansas or Toto Dorothy. Let thoseshiny red shoes lead the way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2815240/ Whole vibrant fantasies andvast hellish landscapesexchanged like a storywith expansive branchesto the dignityof a homecominghearth golden fingertips caressing earth wormsrescindingboldly stepping ontothe solid groundingof a new day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2813916/ Tea parties are fununtil nobody shows -just a bunny.That gripon the porcelain cup slipping,the kettlecroaking - Wonderland, but a coldand distant trip  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2812261/ Love bombingled like Gretelto the pota gaslight festivaljesters knowingcarney gamesat their bestbut you muststop Alicesee the teaparty and sayno thank youvery much http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2811129/ Kindness isn’t a day it’s a way of life a choice come what may not to castigate or stagnate water flowing best Kubla Khan isn’t for all Coleridge not a felon common sensealone teaches thatthough the sublime does seem trite through the arrogance of Word.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805953/ My father was also a sensitive soulgrandma wouldoften sayThe snake bite had entered his veinsleaving the viper pit surroundingPerhaps he didn’t see ithearts of gold often only do see the best in things No fairy tale endingssweet memoriesempathy and snake blo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805859/ Sweet mouse named Bellaafter being caughtshe’d been brought to feed the snake Chewing a holethrough the boxafforded herhopeful escape The children named herloved herhomed herMy motherwho’d bought herslithered in_reptilian appetite metEnding of Bell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805855/ My heart has left me.Unplanned,sojourning furlonginto an unknownSolo artist.Lightly treading,plunging,sometimes plodding,stumbling,where others have boldly gone beforeBinary energy.Masculine,feminine,anythingneeded to nurture my pulse extendedinto immortalinfinity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805637/ Defining hubrisisn’t an elevated thing.Come down from your soapbox andlet the Chorus sing:Of Oedipus,Agamemnon, Narcissus,and Troy, - or let’s go -further…to The Epicof Gilgamesh,Things Fall Apart, Apocalypse Now,and Heart of Darkness.Too many t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805474/ Cowering flowersare beautifulbut all too oftencrushedStand tall sunflowerit's okay to blossomjust don't forgetto evolve the thorns http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805458/ Every good dogwill have his dayLambs and tigersknow about itSongs of innocenceand of experiencePaint the portrait http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805454/ I wonder what Dickinson thoughtwhen told her writing was awfulShy girl filled with a universeof words to contemplate the worldI wonder who judged herbut can imagine his motivesShe didn't realize her talentor know that it threatened hisPerhaps it was a divine giftthe best are taken too soon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805452/ If you ever want to knowWho somebody ispay attentionto their writingNot their ownvain attempts toConquer the musebut rathertheir take on others http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805411/ When the sweetelderly gossip couldno longerenter the side doorunknown and play God with giftsof food to fillmy hidden bare cupboardsafter divorcingThe smear campaigns were openedRescue pups I'd newly homedafter climbing onto my feetbecame knownas Devil Dogsfor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2805169/ Some admire the delicate dance of fibrous vibrancy on a spring sailNurturing the wounded wingsProtective burial of the dead Others watch like cat and mothfor any open opportunity Tearing at a single loose threadSacrificial slaughter of the lambKnow which you’re dealing with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2804070/ Beginningrestingending placeSpace for refuge from the deluge of the stormNormitycase studyrenderingverdicted worthBoundary girthearth denotescreativity devotesharmony born http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2797658/ Cathartic lightning grounding rootsnever dissipating waiting on hairpin ignitionssynaptic ad infinitum neurotic pathways disjunctured homeVulturic cockroaches pecking at the woundAnimal kingdomPiggy and Darwin knowOnly the wise grow fittest and immune http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2797446/ Mirror mirroron the wallWho is Fairestof them allKudzu questions Chasing anEver expansive and viney taleLeaving Slim echoes Remaining To supplyan apple orResponse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2788810/ A linegeneticexclusivedrawn in the sandA boxcreatedexcludingfloral wreathsA circleformationconnectingill wrought dotsA variationanomalyconclusivenonlinear disband http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2770235/ I was born intocement shoesthen laughed atwhen I couldn’t learn to walkin themI was thrown intothe riverthen convicted ifI swam or didn’t -guilt by associativebirth How many womenyou’ve burned for the truthI’ll never knowbut I do knowthat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2766881/ What’s in the box                         a devilish jack  an innocuous gnome                          a phallic troll or house of melody?&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2468063/ Leopard spottingmistook earningkeys to the kingdomProtection met malice anda looking glassframe to seerealityCat and mouseheartstringsspawning talesto keep kittenstrapped eternallyKnow thisyou are seentainted ghostwatch thelioness leaveMy prideblazesthe rightof way anoi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2464819/ Far too manyenjoy the risefrom kiddie gamesand ridesyet are the very sameto cry and decrywhen not the oneon the pony I sayeveryone entersthe carnivalor let them off of thecarouselimmediately http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2461415/ ended uprooted uncapsulated violated  by the dogs persistently facing upward truth spoken  silently standing tall in bloom   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2365548/ Beneath the candelabrareflecting reflectionshidden and foundobservable truth in innocence aroundAnts marchingbutterfly wingsbees blazingpoisonous nectarvinegar hivesseekingcommunal honeycombNo heroes and martyrsexist in the animal kingdom yet false prophets hypnoti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2360424/ Green spigot crawling calm, innocuous and I wonder are you travelling or trying to tell me something http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2349005/ Many are unbelieversand I saythat's alrightin my bookMama knows whybut also says thateverything happensfor a reasonWhen willwe agree to unite under shared silver liningsTruly band togetherand carpe diemthat roadless traveled http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2308932/ I knew a boy oncea killer of frogsbragged of blending themin a fanToday I woketo a pool oftadpolesand foundthat I was glad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2278128/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2172115/ You know themthe ones pluckedfor useless beautyleaving children's wishesdrifting carefreetheir seeds          sprouting         nonethelessuntil life decreesthe value of theDandelion women http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2168163/ Into the voidof emeralds, rubies, and goldblack mamba penetrates toemerge sadistic pearlsever after the rainbowA pig is a pigwith or withoutlittle Totoobscure and murkylike the pied piperpan perilsas typhoeus awaits Pandoras call the rising cast of Hephaustusfor tale piggy tailsfrom Mjolni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2162431/       "Shut it Hobbit," Nolan would smirkingly grin down at his sister's "Harry Potter" jabs.       The nerdiness and relevancy of their loving word tussles kept me from little more than warm, prideful observance. Coming from a strong matriarchal line of fiction lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2148759/ May all the bridges they've burnedlight the wayinto my newfuture http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2147411/ Laid off from a jobin the cityWorking for your manevery night and dayFINISH ME http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2147070/ I just want simplewe both saidwhen I laid out all of the pros, cons, needs, wants, longevity and fidelity requirements, and past abuse and he talked about his own childhood and crazy exesand sat down to eat with all of us at the tableNow this is simplehe smiled and saidone mornin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AMMD/2146218/