http://slow.writerscafe.org/Prospero The original writings of author Prospero en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022520 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  WarMortar shells resound in my dreamsSleep and wakefullness blend in my headIn a seamless roll and I cannot restI become human and can love againWhen the pungent smell of blood disgusts me.The soldiers trudge by in our dreamsAnd leave body parts in their wake. Our .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/326548/  They say one race of men is infinitelyAs a measure of man’s intellect, superiorTo another of equal or loftier gaitAs though that would justifyTheir ways to both God and Man. The rancid smell Of the breath of sweat-soaked men Bending over me to tighten my shackles.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325363/  In a world full of hopeWhere lions rule the plainsAnd their roar quakes the earth, Where a shooting star is an omenFor men whose destinies are wedTo how much land they can wrestFrom those of peasant birth,Where the cyclone of economic progress Gave birth to the seeds of doom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325055/  Once I stood in a gloomy caveDark and cavernous, like a graveIn step, the dwellers shuffled blindWith no thought, but self on their mind. And all like one large moving massWith hope at bay and eyes like glassAmbled toward the distant lightSo far to be near out of sight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325053/ You are to me the perfect womanSeduced from rock since ages goneYour laughing eyes like silk in the darkEchoing the sparrows’ splendor in springWhile your smile drips pearly rows of grace.I graze the mountain slopes moist from the dew Of midnight trysts with your embraceAnd .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325037/   When the echoes of sonic flight died down And I woke to the faint glimmer of dawnMy only thoughts were thoughts of youHow you made all things seem as newAnd the rough crags of life soft as dew I am in Africa now, here my cord liesKept safe and sacred from prying .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325017/  My eyes follow you like your shadowAnd like your shadow, I look awayWhen you turn to see from whence Came the warm gaze that you feel Burning holes between your shoulder blades.I adore you from head to toeAs you come and as you goAll I want to do for eternityIs to look at y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325013/    My Sun rose at the crack of dawnTo dispel like wind with hails of lightThe shadowy tricksters in my headAnd their might to crowd my sight The shadows host every unseen dreadOh, tortured souls the living to scoldThe frantic heart each beat a boomResounding.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/325002/  Awaken, Sleeping Giant Wake up, why do you not stir From such profound slumber, the world Of gods and men, scarcely recognize your kindMaybe you fell Down a crack hole, and banged your headAt birth. Your umbilical was buried where you standIn pure alluvium, now reddene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prospero/324996/