http://slow.writerscafe.org/ChefBeaujangles The original writings of author Beaudyn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064750 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sitting here... listening to Radioactive... Thinking about you stillThinking about the beginning when this song brought us closer togetherAnd with this song... I fell in love with you a little.That's where it started.This was my song to open up the heavens and bring me absolute clarity. And the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/1276512/ And there you are...Beneath the amber ozone, in the glow of the streetlightsThe same you, but differentMy smooth milk chocolate goddess transformed into the decadence of dark chocolate meant only for my lipsA taste transformed to suit my refined palette, my lips watering from the moment you step for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/1002562/ Comparative Essay I wrote for my English Lit class in college. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/756804/ This is a characterization essay I wrote for my English Lit class in college. We had to pick someone famous, alive or dead, and create a piece that read into their character. I chose Charles Bukowski. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/756801/ This is a narrative essay that I had to write for my English Lit class in college. Only guidelines were that it had to be a funny/whimsical/meaningful conversation we had with someone else. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/756796/ This is a descriptive essay I had to write for my English Lit class in college. We could choose any person in our family, alive or dead. I chose my Dad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/756794/ Adult Content http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/563192/ Began for Karen, alas is as yet unfinished http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/419429/ A foray into the world of BDSM... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/327130/ Stand up for your own civil rights! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208991/ My first attempt at poetry... circa... age 13 or so http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208989/ If you could step into my head, and erase all of the bad things said, maybe I'd be happy. If you could step inside my brain, and take away the pouring rain, maybe I'd be happy. If I could step inside myself, and expose what's sitting back on the shelf, maybe I'd be happy. But the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208987/ Written for a past love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208985/ I love when we're together, and you flash that special smile The way your eyes gaze into mine, makes my life feel worthwhile I love talking to you, about your day or mine Everyday chit-chat, or that conversation of all time I love the way my heart will skip a beat when you are nea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208982/ In my dreams, you come to me. I can feel your presence, every move, every breath. The heat radiates off your body as you approach me, quietly, like a theif in the night. Then I feel your tender touch on my shoulder, and I turn to see you. Your hands hold mine as you gaze into my eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208980/ Darkness falls on a pale blue sky. Somewhere in the distance, a faint cry is heard. Then along with the cry comes shouts of anger. Shouts that don’t realize the lost cause of a child. They continue on, shutting out the whole world, seemingly, as no one else is there. Nothing m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208979/ I'm sick and tired of tossing my feelings away What should I feel? What should I say? I live this life for someone else Never for myself, I'm sick of this hell My thoughts never heard, my voice not expressed I'm way too young to have all this stress I should be going places, they .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208976/ Watching it flow through your lover's eyes like an electric current The brilliance of it gleaming as a lone strike of lightening on an otherwise bare plateau No words spoken...only actions made The feeling of your bodies melting together, forged like molten steel Nothing else in the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208971/ This isn't going to last if you can't stay out of my past Let it be and set me free From these shackles I wear, and the pain that I bear I'm not proud of the things that I've done And instead of two together, it feels like we're one on one We've become two seperate people, you and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208970/ To explain, it's complicated I sometimes feel sedated Totally unmotivated And, at times, intoxicated I think your thinking is outdated And now that I've communicated Perhaps you'll cease to hate it And stop being segregated I feel that it needs stated That my actions are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208967/ Written... a long time ago, over an old old old flame. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208965/ Looking back... Seeing the memories, the pain, the mistakes... The stupidity, the ignorance, the laziness... All of these don't justify, but give excuses... The real mistake was in me... I let myself fall down from everyone's expectations... Let myself become someone that doesn't c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208963/ In my mind I look to see, who my lover ought to be A lover, not a fighter, a singer or even writer Tall, dark, handsome, a strapping young beau Or the guy down the road, just a plain old Joe He’d love me the most on my days of contempt And he’d shift to my thoughts, ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208961/ Three words alone that make your whole world seem bright, or tear it to shreds. Three words that can dry your sorrowful tears, or create a downpour of emotion in your eyes. Three words that were said to me that night. The night my life turned upside-down. All of my innocence shattered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208958/ Tears trickle down burning red cheeks A coldness lurks in these cotton sheets Your reactions tonight just weren't the same And instead of mine, you called a different name She's got your heart now, please don't lie Forgive me though, for asking you why It's only closure that I nee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208957/ I awoke one night with some very vivid imagery. This is what I saw... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208956/ Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me what you think Do I look that bad because I had an alcoholic drink? It started out cold, then dulled to a burn And a headache from hell is what you did earn Keep drinking some more, your self-control will be lost And your insides, like a bad ocean .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208954/ Just a poke at all the hypocrites out there ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208949/ There's a place inside my mindWhere my thoughts go to unwindIt's the same part of my brainThat slowly makes me go insaneIn the bad place Certain disgust turns to hateClouded views will culminateThen the voices will beginI'll question who is my real friendIn the bad place&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208948/ This is dedicated to those that were present the day of the major meltdown at Three Mile Island. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208945/ This is a very close account of my day to day life. Living with BPD. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208942/ Something very different than what I normally write... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChefBeaujangles/208935/