http://slow.writerscafe.org/crimson007 The original writings of author Crimson007 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775972452 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Truth hid under the tableas year-end celestial lightsnuck through window, painyellowed pleas lay crumpledin the gutter,sweet nothings,decomposed in the mind of veiled widow death, the outcome of this timid warphantom faces in the groundseek absolutionas the 10th Street bellsreverberat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/1358503/ Some things are meant tobe carried beneathour ribcageespecially when our armscan no longerbear such weight  Silence becomes uncomfortable to carry we go through the motionsas seasons elapseand lingering nightsbring wistful thoughts.  The words I have for youdeserve brea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/1358497/ You've been caughtin the gameso long now,pushing memories aside..forcing amnesiaWith steel blue eyesyou scan the crowd--48 pairs of legsa dozen heart-shaped assestwenty silicon filled breasts5 who have viable grey matter--none with viable hearts.I stand outsidein cloak of nightriddled with imperfect.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/555735/ In this sacred spaceyour voice,calm and wisetransported by a breeze,infiltrates my thoughts.I feel your soulalign with mineand answersare revealed~Everyone is afraid~there is fear enough in this world,but, to love in the face of fear,despite the obstacles,come what may,is the greatest gift our heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/555734/ If we continue to take and take and takeall that is not ours to givesurely, we rob the dawnof her splendorraped and pillaged by callousedgreedy handsNay, I say to you'tis better to be infinitely patientfor she will riseafter darkest declineSo take your hands andshield your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/389736/ I really don't know where this came from... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/358861/ Life. Plain and simple. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/351999/ Give me that goddamn remote controlso I can smash it to pieces,put an end to this.You cannot keep rewindingthen hitting pause.You have to press playand let it roll.Life does not stand still..It is not 1996.Over a decade has passed.Fast forward if need be,for reference, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/351991/ (just 3 quick snippets I wrote one night when inspiration was not coming..they are throw-ways, but each has little bits I liked) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310277/ a writing challenge using specific words. Overall fairly happy with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310275/ I have nothing left to give,you have sucked mebone dry.Shoo, flydon't bother me.For I belong tonobody. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310274/ On the parlour steps in Virginiaa coalition formspublic outcryinsincere rageguilt of doing nothing.Ghosts of the girlshaunt the gravediggerMary, sevenShelby Lynne, three.He sees them clearlylaughing out loudsomersaultingacross Californiafields.Magnetic skinny love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310272/ This was the result of a writing exercise...not sure what I think. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310271/ Calico Rose, I have watched you from afardancing in your gardenby torchlight and watchful gazeof marmalade skyI have seen you under desert willowin scornful heat of sunweaving baskets,wearing the dress you fashionedfrom fabric you bartered for in Santa FeMisshapen straw hat shi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310270/ A few words from you,all it takesto bring me joy.It started deep within,spreading outward tobrighten my facewith flash of smile.I can't help but wonderif you realize the impact yourwords carry...Just as one pebble cast into the watercauses many rippl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/310269/ Maybe one day he'll understand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/296046/ If words were enough,motionless they would be too small.I can never reach you.My essence washed away in morning lightwith ebbing tides,I will never penetrate yoursoul.The map to your heartis penned with phantom ink,all that lies before methis blank page.Your memory perman.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/296028/ This was written for a writing exercise, which was to write a reply to a poem. The poem I replied to was written by Erica Jong titled 'The Dirty Laundry Poem' and can be found here: http://www.ericajong.com/poems/dirtylaundrypoem.htm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/296027/ I'm a sucker for kissesespecially when they're scarceand I never know how long I'll have to waituntil the next one comes along.So when he grabs a fistful of hairand prys my head awayfrom what I'm readingI pay attentionand suddenly feel a pairof sticky soft lipspress firmly agai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/156152/ Originally published in Christopher Pimental's Thug Works Magazine, October, 2007. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/146686/ loosen your gripI've a headachebred from meaningless wordsloosen your tonguefrom my mouthextract truthtime slips bywaving, floatingassuringi'll be finethere's an old chestin the atticfull of elephant tonguewhich I inevitablytrip overyou remain a whisper,flit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/124543/ if at the endwords remain unwrittenstars will not fall from the skyrain will shatter silencegentle reminder of lifespent livingcool wet dropsgrow oppressivecottonfusedtoskinrelish poetry on lips,passionate promisesfinally fulfilledthouroughly devourthe aroma,sable s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/86609/ I took a chanceopenedblossomedlet the bricksslowly crumblearound my most prizedpossesionI openedmy armsmy lifemy heart~to youthe chance I tookwas even greaterfor having been hurtdeeplyonce beforebut I foundMyself powerlessforthe heart cannotremain guarde.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/25222/ Published in Christopher Pimental's Thug Works, Issue #2, 2007 (revised from original verison that reviewers read) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23569/ I have f a    l      l        e           n i n t opassionthat is the closest explanationI can findfor what I feel for youLove?Yesbut so much morethere are few thingsin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23300/ Fingers gliding overSilent keysSlowly begin to playA haunting melodyIn minor keyWe've been silentSo longThe musicCuts throughPiercesStraight toThe heart~FluentIn melancholiaThe versesStrainWaiting forA chorusOf reliefFrom theanguishIt builds and swellsRem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23295/ I want you nakedon your backpushed down hardunder attackmouth to fleshhands in my hairstripping awayyour every carea wicked smileupon my lipsas I dare to venturebelow your hipsa sharp breath inwardas our dance beginsfingertips glidingover your skinlooking up andmee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23268/ The memoriesare not the worstfar more painfulthe unknowna decade passedyears to achemournlusthateresentand thenstop.I stopped hatingblamingresentingfeelingremembering…until one daywe spoke.peculiar circumstancespretense of civility.everything came.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23251/ There's a frenzied orchestrathat needs to perform tonight.A deep desire that burns withinmy body hot to the touchyet shivering so violentlyevery nerve ending peakedmy pulse has quickenedmy breathing shallowcoming faster nowemotions once hiddenneed an escapehead backeyes clo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crimson007/23249/