http://slow.writerscafe.org/jongaryfrost The original writings of author Jon Gary Frost en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776273611 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Forgive me Lord,for all of my complaints.I have found myself in the peculiar positionof simply being too blessed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/1181669/ God and Satan are playing a game of chess....... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/609231/ Sonsof Isaac and Ishmaelcast from the same vessel.Pillars and tassles, is all it seems.Divided as seasand as fallen as towers.Isaac and Ishmael came together to bury the father.Sonsof Isaac and Ishmaelwill you bury us all? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/510480/   Follow me. My symbols lure, steeped in power and sex and death. My elation spews forth like my mad words  and the spittle that follows them. I can wrap all of your weakness and hatred and anger in a psychotic pride. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/481380/ A political diatribe against the know-nothings that seem to have hijacked the Republican Party in the U.S.. Inspired by the writings of Pablo Neruda and written in what I suspect will be very poor Spanish. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/462485/                     Despite all attempts to the contrary, Edith Gairot was dying.         Time had been, for the most part, gentle to Edith. He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/455728/   You thought that i could help you, that what you needed came from somewhere outside of you. You thought that i owed you my soul  because you somehow lost yours. I realized that any attempt to save you would only doom me. I le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/440651/ A celebration of the word "slip" in haiku form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/437867/ not going to be as sweet as it may sound http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/435867/ Inspired by the band The Talking Heads, the artist David Byrne, and the song Once in a Lifetime http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/433123/ It is said that Rasputin gained the undying loyalty of the Tsarina and Tsar by "healing" one of their children of a fever. Written for the "Six Word Story" contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/433053/ my struggle with alcohol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/431248/  In early times, when God was youngand sound could carry far awayA single tone was often rungto signal time to make your way.And hands would lineup just to mark that special holy time of day. But now, there's changes all throughout,and sound is more like symphony.On all t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/430773/ for the Explain the Picture contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/429860/ An ode to Dudeism. go to www.dudeism.com for more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/428952/ Inspired by the Trinity Test and J. Robert Oppenheimer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/428652/ for entry in the Sweet 16 contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/428005/  The soldiers raised their arms in proclamation of the coming of war. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/426986/ my attempt at a suspense piece. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/426976/ One of my very first poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/426281/ A challenge that I requested from Salvatore Buttaci. His requirements: Petrarchan Sonnet on the topic of materialism, with the inclusion of the word -idol- within the poem. Holy crap, this was a hard one. Thank you for the challenge, Salvatore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/426243/ A response to a friendly challenge (a haiku for a sonnet). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/425998/ a chofu style poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/425664/ An entry for the Chofu contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/425660/ Another out of order chapter, but I wanted to get some more of Rick out there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/425419/ changes made per the request of Bennet Logan...thank you, kind sir!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/425028/ A haiku in response to current events (June 2009) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/424273/ a poem about true love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/423653/ I have skipped several completed chapters in my hurry to introduce this character. This is my necessary-evil, anti-hero. I love getting into this guy's head and trying to think like he would. He gets more cold-blooded as the story progresses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/423412/ 6 words, as requested (for the Creativity, Spark, and Six Words, OH MY!!! contest) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/423334/    All of life filled with sounds of slapping flesh. Rhythmic metronome of slaps to create the life infection. 274 days later and a slap followed by first-sounds, an exhaltation. However many longs later and the sounds of feet to pavement, hand to gear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/422542/ written for the "Compression Poem" contest at Albert's Poetry Cafe group. The syllable count: 4-5-6-6-5-4. The rhyme pattern: lines 1,3,6 rhyme / lines 2,4,5 do not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/421868/  i had a bad fall while running for charity good deed, yet punished  so now i sit here, with arm splint and bandages, fuzzy from lortab  writing in the style of the late e e cummings without uppercase .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/421396/ This will be tough to enjoy unless you are a fan of Tom Waits. But give it a shot anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/420006/ traditional haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/419580/ This is the first haiku I've written in years. The underlying theme is the conflict of metaphorical Kigo (inferring youth as spring and adulthood as autumn). The inversed mora was to convey the struggle depicted. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/419125/   I’d wished a thousand times. that you would just stop barking. That you would just be quiet. That you would stop being such a distraction during family day. I didn’t realize then how much of my family you were. I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/418753/ This is a tribute to Kurt Vonnegut. His ideas were so simple. His writing changed my life. The questions are meant to be taken with irony. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/418578/  Dear God,On behalf of my kind I apologize.We have blamed you.We have spat and cursed.We have sought to define the indefinable.We have killed in your name.We do not understand that we should not have been. Had we thought more of just this,we would have been more grateful.We.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/418217/ My favorite charity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417952/ i wrote this in 7th grade http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417447/ I'm a 37 year old, straight, white, male. WTF do I know about angry poetry???? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417352/ Dennis Samuel Ashton was defined by two things. He had access to literally truck-loads of the best weed within five counties, making him the top-dog weed dealer in the mid-state area. He also had the most primordially beautiful daughter you have ever seen. In regards to Denny personally, there was n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417094/     The house was built on a very popular man-made lake, nestled in a cove that was shared by four other homes. This particular home had quite a good deal of history that had transpired between its dark, s****y paneled walls. The most apparent claim to fame was that the manag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417092/  The sticker came in two sizes. One smaller for nickels and dimes (smaller baggies that sold for $5 or $10) and one larger for every other size bag. The word Strike sat, in bold lettering, atop a jet-black anvil. The connotation being that this s**t would hit like a hammer. Industrial strengt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417082/  William was right. We really needed something to dilute the intoxicants running through our system. The fact that I had enough weed to send me to prison was bracing enough to sober me up a tad. Kim, on the other hand, was close to nodding out completely.      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/417079/                  Kim and I were both taking long pulls from a bottle of foul tasting malt-liquor, the kind only offered in "40's" (Kim and I being too anglo to refer to them as anything other than quarts.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/416851/ Since group acceptance was what led me to the world of stoners it is little surprise how drawn I was to certain acts of flair and/or neurotic ritual that surrounded this world. Take into consideration that a large degree of the group behavior was a strange mix of celebration and self-medication. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/416849/  My name is James Wesley Arlington III. Most of my friends just call me Wes, but my oldest friends took to calling me Strike at a young age.          "Let's hope with Wes that the third strike is the charm" .....was repeated enou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/416847/ A story of pot dealers....but with depth.....sort of http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jongaryfrost/416846/