http://slow.writerscafe.org/thenakedverse The original writings of author thenakedverse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041474 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You lay on the floor,unmoving and decapitated.The yellow color ofyour beak is worn, Exposing your bareplastic.  You protruding,plastic wings offer no chance of flight - Deep holes havepenetrated your body,But your paintedsmile seems oblivious to the injurie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087930/ I resent the factEveryone assumes I must be followed.I’ve seen a fair amount of shoes in my time,And those red glittery ones you woreAnd you call yourself a lion?Until you started shedding all that straw.But you don’t see me crying about it.So Sure, I’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087852/ The blank sheet of paper tauntsmeLike the bully he is,Gloating in his nakedness and Mocking my attempts to confront him.He raises a single eyebrow,Daring me to pierce his skin with lead.But I know how this will end.I’ll hold my tongue as he claims another victor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087851/ There is a warmth in the metalthat says it was just wornand a comfort in the patterned links of the gold band. Some say metal has the taste of blood, but I only recognizethe flavor of gold. A steady tick comes from the face, only heard by a pressed ear.Perfume left behind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087850/ I wake up to the smell of stale beer.It’s dark, thanks to a bed sheetshielding the window.Unfamiliar cotton scrapes my skin.This is not my room. I see you when I goto turnAnd only then recall the night that ledme here.You said you loved the color of my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087848/ In that briefest of moments,I saw her soul begin to drag - Like when the back of your shoeCreeps off your heel And the only thing braving the slackIs the grip of your toes.You try to slip your foot back in Before they notice,But the tension in the laces refuses welc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087843/ Cloudsthreaten heavy tears.Darknesscauses leaves to tremble.Windrides the air like the tide of a sea at civil war.Lightning,and the oak tree breaks in two. Thunder’sbacklash growls from an angry sky.Rainstrikes against the roof with intent to harm.Iwatch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087839/ The harbor stills; screams from the water are quiet.Waves brake on overturned masts.  Men seek glory with a Smith & Wesson.Humanity hides beneath cap and tunic. An equation, a reactor, minds eager to createA single weapon meant only to destroy. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087837/ An infamous man onceroamed these streets, whose name now appears on the docket,You’d know hisapproach from the sound of a jingle that coins did make in his pocket.He traded loans forpounds of flesh, and reveled in all that he earned,But when his greedcaused his girl to take.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087836/ We sleep before alarms to which we wake,Finding routine in coffee and an evening glass of wine.We mount our clocks and calendars,Circling in red the dates we mean not to forget.Watches track the days and time upon our wrists,Reminding us of need for extra hour.We walk our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1087833/ this is perhaps the quickest poem ive ever written and certainly one of the most pointless. but it made me laugh:) ps... i love robert frost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1079555/ One cannot loveIf not with entirety-Its conception desperateand nurtured by divine.One cannot loveif not with haunting reverence - Its fever fueled by prohecy,an exquisite crimson flush.One cannot love If not with sure conviction - its temperament unwavering,Unseasoned by hypocrisy.One cannot loveIf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1079292/ The day you choose to veer Is when the woods will beckon you - Calling with its intrigue, A seduction into wander. It sings a song of pleasure - The siren's tempting melody. It has been, in patience, waiting Designing every path to look of purpose. It will whisper pleasantries And flattery Until th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1078074/ The absence is terrifyingbut more so is indifference.Your voice so telling - Humored not by conversation.I know your precious vacancy craves notan intercourse of words - for they can solace earbut cannot fondle.You don't wait for my call anymore.I hear you fadingbut I beg of youto please not tire of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1077514/ Cliché as it sounds, Tree, it’s not you - it’s me. Fall came to remind us that a love like ours was never meant to last.Weep not at our parting, but remember How we were in months of spring.I clung to you and aged upon your limbs,And whispered you my secrets in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1077376/ When the leaf falls off the tree, Do you think the tree remembers the betrayal?Reliving the moment the stem snappedAnd it fluttered to the ground, gloating in its freedom.Does the tree believe leaf’s promise that another will take his place next year?Or do you think .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1077374/ Monotony is good for mind's nature,Like licking closed a stack of envelopes.A distraction from any disturbance - Reflection sinksInto the paper's sticky skin.Disposition changed by simple task - The rhythm in the repititionStirs a senslessnessThat fasts compassionand character. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1077364/ Life in starvation - No amount enough to fillor satisfy.Empty or entire,fingers scratch a swollen throat.The rush of expulsionpleased her - A thrill like diamondscutting through the lining.High of prestige - Sovereignty over formand frame.Such comfort from consumptionand rapture in release - Belief .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1077053/ A thousand grooves made nudeis nothing but a Lover's maze.I ravish every turn in absolute. Designed to never temperand seemingly untouched - Each time a new unknownand every avenue unused.Safety in the form of rims and ridgesGrown soft by our abandon.I trace on you your every printed strand - My l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076965/ I saw you hidden there, the passage green - Made bold against concrete.Softer than a brush, Your skin to touch.And so, I let mine fall. My fingers needed reason as they yearnedbut hesitancyNever lived within your hands.And when you moved within me,I swear I saw the colors danceAcross the woo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076964/ I am afraid of time,For after every second is another.Against the clock we bracea limitless unknown met with reserve.How skillful are it's hands that strike with urgencyHow precise it's movements,Each one warning of the infinite.Unyielding, stands the clock - supreme - It's ticks and turns.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076962/ We met under flourescent light,The hallway white.Couches torn and frigid floors - Tears fell loud on uninviting walls.We slept in stiffened sheets,All color lost by wash.We sat in broken circle, passing grief.There to be corrected, Made to stand.It was a setting poor for what we found,But I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076957/ Drifted like to sea, your thoughts and dreams.And left behind no swollen space of air. An open eye will see what only seemsAnd strain to make out only what is there.Deny your racks of ruin and your piles of deceitVices made from boredom and for lack of reason notAttacked by s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076955/ A bullet flies as quickly as a scribble.Ink bleeds as fast as blood.The pen meets paper like a shell to skin.But fingers have no safety latch, no choke to contain their release.Semi-automatic words and trigger-happy thumbsCan massacre.And Mark David Chapman opens Catcher in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076954/ Does not the sun hide shadowBehind his shield of light?Can not the eyes be objects ofYour blindness or your sight?Do tears not fall in graceful blissbut also when in grief?Can memories be blessingsor a present-stealing thief?Does fear or fast desirespeed the pulse at every measure?Does s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076953/ A thin blue line " a plus or minus;An immeasurable circumstance confirmed by such casual means.Denial robbed by certaintyWhile head and heart contemplateOver a stick, no less, which reads my fate.And you " defending humanity " say I am to beTrusted not with choice, but now with life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076951/ Drowning in a distancewhere no footing means no fall - chances cast and cheated,you can't stand if you can't crawl.You fear your every phantom,yet you're nothing but a ghost.Your corners cut and beatenand not holding what you hope.Bleed what you call tears,despite the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076949/ You're the stillness in the silence,you're the silence in the sound.Lost within the noise, you're safe -the safe within the found.You're the pause before each taken breath,the breath behind each heart.I swear you'll be my ending,and in ending, we will part.You are the onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076947/ Another day, another bottomOne more line to overstep andTemptation, yet again, to crossReactions meant to gain and limits pushIn circles, circles, circles.We talk and move inside them,Endings never endedAnd beginnings undefined.A thousand rights for every wrongS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thenakedverse/1076945/