http://slow.writerscafe.org/prolificverse The original writings of author Prolific In Verse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776005085 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 So this is all I can say, like repeated anthems of my private illusions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1109864/ We all participate in creation and destruction   Thrown to the edge of our abyss    There we look for death and finally Know our meaning of life  I return to the living     In the devastation of my innermost soul There peace and chaos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1109850/ I have been mad with poetry for yearsDo all writers get thus obsessed?I ask my friends what craft they practice Pencil to guitar, the art of loving others?In the stationary shop of our diaries I want to see some magnetic power To your ambitions, we’re all made for som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1109835/  There is much to gain In replacing sensation with overturesOf cleaning words put inside your mouth It’s not fiction, it’s autobiography It’s poetry standing on her head!In easy paced syntax, I’ll retrieve Lost spiritual heritage, ancient belo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1109817/  I am a dry witness to tragedy I’ve clung to it, like a lover of darknessI’ve satisfied myself with peculiar suffering We lived in interesting times I used to sayTo all the dead dears, it was a simple statementLost on my audience, they did not Recognize N.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104689/ No I guess I do not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104685/ A poet fears to forget The heart, all those ashes and treasures A poet remembers life in codeA dreamy cherishing of an over-appreciation  For words, unseen connections, illusions Amputated by love All those years of friendlessness A poet fears to forget the sufferi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104682/  Comrade, greetings from the futureFor the first time since creation I recognize you in me As I must sit and draw these postersFor the next phase of Revolution I stop to think of those who went before You sacrificed, likely with a dull lifeFeasted on a modest incom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104676/ Enjoy your youth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104671/  With centuries of tears, I’ll turn my back On women and woe, drama and complication Those cruel judgmentsWater down my back, I am the reed I’ll strut the earth like a Buddhist I’ll bow to you like a Hindu I’ll find trance like a Sufi I’ll be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104668/ I consume the torrents of your poetry and have my way with my own out of spite for not being you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104185/ You are your own true rival The jealous mirror of Copernicus To love means to run into the depths  Of the root black night To stroke the jungle of your hairIs to explore the state of your mind If I were not a poetI’d become a stargazerAnd read a lot more  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104172/ Poetry is nothing to me but love notes to the future http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104164/ In the face of our collective illness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104158/ Suppose a line ends the world, what would you say? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104141/ art is the best masochism, do you even know a better kind? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104138/ There is such a thing has prophecy, you of all people can feel it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1104131/ The only immutable love is for everyoneTested, checked and solemn From a lifetime of experience I swear the failure was brighterThan the sweetest of joys!Such being a poet, neither quarrels  Or miles, can wash away loveThe one deep thought I thoughtI’d hold for al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100871/ I jump, but I cannot do it alone Carrying the grand piano of my life Up the stairs of my impossibilities  I feel so elated, in the adversity In your hidden half-smile What have we been through? It’s like a story that has too many scriptsHow can I carry my heartTo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100858/ Love never dies, she just reincarnates like the best of them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100850/ My lyrics sprout in the underwear of my loverI take them off, with a measure of nostalgia Naked we stare in bed at the morning sun  To learn about love and decline wonderfully!To sing in tune in the house aloneAfter you have left, for giving  Everything we had in the world .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100836/ In this life to die, is nothing newAnd in truth, to live is not foreverIt may be not hard to love, to love again For she is ever new, we can do but naughtFor life and love together moveAnd distraught or not, we move  From beauty to another kind of livingRevolution demands.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100821/ I so large, so unwanted, so dreamy in alienationWhere shall I go now, from literacy to the supreme?In the haunt of an author’s lifeSolitude spent her love in me But where can a man like meBury his head? What shelter? In whose thoughts?For how many weeks or monthsThe rapture of al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100810/ The incident is closed, as they say Love’s boat she, smashed against the daily grindToo afraid to remember pain or hurt Memory called life quits But I still live, on the threshold of othersOn the outskirts of relationship  I dwell a self like any other I who still c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1100802/ In being a beggar, I became a salesmanIn being a lover, I became a priest In being a student, I became an artistIn being a husband, I became an activist To implore the hymn Of a lifetime of identity To be something else Than a creator creating toFill the emptiness, loving to fill the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099552/ The meaning of my life folds againstThe lazy sea, the bluest color towards purpleThe barque of sulfer and phosphor  White moonlight shifting the darkness of surfThe meaning of it all dabbles with yellow pollenGreenest grass, pacific swell, maritime fragrance Handkerchief of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099543/ It takes a strange courage, to love without rewardWithout return, like the shinning nakedThat reflects neither the face of the Beloved Or the attachment, just shinning like fireMirroring purity, pursuing soul Half-beast, half-star, all for the glory! It takes an old horse i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099536/ Like a dull scholar, I behold, ancient loveOur bloom is gone, us who hold histories Against our cheeks, the future fruit What is love to us, figs of the dead?Romance that turns grotesque by The vines of time, the brooding of memory  I cannot celebrate, what I did not posses.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099532/ I am the red-turbaned spirit The glad-boat of water flowingIn matter, in pursuit of the purest energy The still whistle, the hush before deathThe within me bursts, in watery syllablesTo witness the regina of clouds The scepters of the sun, those Glorious crowns of the moo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099528/ One must have a mind of winterTo find the source, in cruel adversity Our lives which, was thick with it The January sun, the distant glitterThe listener, who listens for the snowAnd hears only the wind Nothing that is not there, and nothing that is �" One must.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099522/ (Broken Angel) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1099518/ Stranded, as the will to live Pick-pocketed, I stole their grief!Forward, famished ones, we have nearly arrived! To painting blood on holidays And entering the carriage of the feminineMore savagely and princely than ever before! For snorting seconds of enormous hope!I swo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098301/ Have you seen, the dog who licked my face?In the crossing of the mountains of time?The one who was dearer, more precious than anything? Did you perceive the dirty joke, you neverWould have understood when you were youngIt is my friend, a thorny crown of revolutions That led.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098296/ It is with a half-hearted urgency That I thrust the dagger of desperate wordsTo strangers I will never meet To the kind of life I never imagined I would haveLike a prostitute that does what she mustTo feed her child, I to art must glue  My special supplements, to imploreA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098289/ My blood races and spillsInto commonness, mundane morning hoursUnrooted, I am as lonely as the only eye As blind as the man beside himselfWho does not see, the trampled soulFollowing steps of other madmen  Do you note, behind protruding nostalgia The kind of grace that mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098284/ I can already feel the soft fieldsOf spring’s fruit-buds burrow in my chestTaming to woo eternity, those birds of Paradise That shall outwait this winter To serve love on her dish of goldAnd find the flower-bells, in new eyes Laugh, while tulips conquer goat-footedI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098279/ I see a tremulous gold of stars In the luster of your eyes and hairLike pale flowers folded with light The sweet serenade of your laughing smile It is enough for me to die to loveAnd be reborn like mandolin’s gilded street That ever returns to the Fountain, dear?Whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1098276/  Today, the world’s fire has burnedIn me so low, until I am not surprisedBy anything anymore, not love’s absence Of the gathering of little cruelties How at the corner of this avenue I have so much to give, though to receive  The careful interest on my fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094151/ If I should learn, in some quite casual wayThat you no longer love me, nor ever didI should fill the streets at noon With poems written, never given! And heart-ache believed, but given upFor the wise heart knows how to let go! If I should learn, my dearest friendThat at t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094144/ The last sweet refuge of my troubled eyesIs simply this: where bends the drought of feelingThat epic signature, always new! So shall I love, injured to beauty Alive to the embrace of youth Whose sweetheart is the attempt  To live and love as the returning Moon!What has de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094139/ I’ve lived with visions of thy company The romance of vanishing eyesThe salted hallows of my void  Where on shinning fronts My soul was overcome In satisfactions that were not concrete I’ve lived God’s gifts with dreamsTo shame, the artists and their lul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094124/ If mine be too quick a loving-heart!Forgive my vices snatched in running-haste!The perfect stain of being afraid of dying young! That lives a lifetime in a momentAs if to right or wrong thee!I’ve spoiled the song too many times With letters from my flute-heartThat y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094114/ My eyes are growing tears for unity’s multiplicityWeary is my pulse for so much beauty!This ebb and flow, and this decay  I have surveyed the fairest friends!My trusting heart, also the weariest! Armed with just kind words and darkness Weary is my hope, to watch you g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094108/ Mutuality was our final innovation The place where we knew we endChoice and conscience, to her resting place The reflex to share the universe Compelling life to love these inherited formsThe magnet charisma of nature’s poles Reciprocity was our dependency Counted ov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094104/ For Rena http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094091/ eglantine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1094082/ Wilt thou have me fasten into speechThe finding of joys whose sum Is always somehow beyond my reach? The light to my spine is my Spirit’s last belief, a woman’s Love brings me a strange self-belief  Dauntless, voiceless, to convey the grief Of what a touch doe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1088649/ The unstained gold grows light in my heartA burning unexpected largeness High gifts of adoring the world  For frequent tears have run and soldThe brilliant colors of my life To serve and be trampled by  The lips that renunciate in sighing yearsThe giving of the salt that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1088645/ In God’s universes what is this wishFor well-loved significant years?In the absolute exclusion  Of pardoned aches, worldly decreesThat I was born a tempest for my starsMy deathweight the speaking heart I hold inside, unlike are we, your Destiny and mine, yours is se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1088641/ I have moved my fingers offThe cautious glass of your heartThere was nothing there but a barrier It leaves me standing thereAs I turn the keys, for the last timeDropping them on to your kitchen table With an unlikely thudMy stuttering returns, my tremblingFor your merch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/prolificverse/1088614/