http://slow.writerscafe.org/Yakoub_2000 The original writings of author Paul Pruett en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775962602 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 See, this is what happens when you watch too many true life horror stories on TV. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2777872/ Sightless eyes staring out of a tortured soul.Dark clouds rolling.He sits, arms at his side, motionless.Heart leadened in his empty breast.There is no care left.No sympathy.No joy nor love.A lone chime sounds in the growing wind.The sun descends down mirroring his joy.Down, further down, endlessly d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2775946/ This is how I rid myself of darkness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2772968/ Based on the Story by Paul Barrowman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2772058/ Spinning down, lower, still lower goes my soul.Caught in a damning current, I've lost control.The swirling circle of the tide has me.its grip unfathomable.I gulp for short mouths of air, hands clawing at something I can't hold.The sides covered in slick smooth stones,wet and algae packed.my nai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2771531/ Too long have the sorrows of this world built up.Too long have I lain in bed, one side empty, longing it to be filled.Too long have i sat staring at a vacant screen wishing to something to fill me.Too longToo long have i entreated the Almighty to ease my troubled heart.Too long have i cried unto Him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2488913/ O, sadness, come unto me no more.Thou heaps firey coals upon my head.Tears flow as rain, burning down my face.My heart  ‘tisover-burdened with grief.I cry unto the Lord deep in the darkest night.How I long for a soft hand to hold.A tender breast to lay my weary.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2163944/ As with much of my writing this has a kernel of inspiration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2088871/ Ah, memories http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2085911/ Sometimes the world can grow dark, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/2071864/ The warmth of the daylingers on.But it struggles.The sun’s rays arelong in the waning afternoon.They still have theirheat but the strength is gone.Gone, gone, gone.Gone as the leavesturn.Gone as the lawns arecut for that one last time.Gone as the gourd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1835619/ A story set in the world of Frank Herbert's Dune. This is the moment before Dr. Yueh is set to meet the Baron Harkonnen and get his wife back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1818173/ We made love allnight.Over and over again.I kissed every sweetinch of your body.Some places moreoften than others.Your silken, caramelskin was a wonder to touch.Your eyes.Your smile.Your breasts.Again and again.We made love allnight.How beaut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1808065/ O, memory , torture me dost thou.Thy fingers pull my soul back unto my past.Where dreams of fervent love as mist passes before mineeyes. O, memory, why dost thou treat me thus?The joy in mine heart does leap again and then fade.Lost down a long darkened road, a sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1695317/ Missing a great love. DPEW http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1676031/ A dry wind blows thestars around this night.Off, way down low anowl calls to the hills.The mouse hops fromshrub to shrub on the cooling sand.The moon seems larger,full and round.The campfire dies asthe night deepens.I am alone. The long roadstretc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1587631/ I want your body.To bring you toecstasy.Naked together.Flesh upon desirableflesh.Heat upon heat.Finding rhythms inpassion.Wrap yourself aroundme.Pull me in tight.You are so warm as Ienter you.Let out lust fill thenight.To bring you toecstasy... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1514492/ I long to taste allthat is you.Your lips beckon me.Our tonguesintertwine, fighting in our mouths.The desire that I feel compounds.Compounds.Pleasuring you,pleasuring me.Let me explore thesalt of your skin.Laying my head onyour breast.The wonder of th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1513025/ I’ve too long lived withmy grief.Too long with abroken heart.Too long in afruitless search.For far too long havetears stain my face.For far too long hasmy bed remained cold.My hand un-held.My lips un-kissed.I have paid for mysins.A million times .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1508698/ Dreams....dreams...dreams.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1476697/ Back, back, backthrough the sands of time.To that moment whenwe were one, you and I.Back there where ourlove blossomed.To where I wouldnever let you go.Not here, thisfoolish shell, full of sadness and loss.Back where I held youin my arms and loved you.I lie in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1454906/ Back to a time Iwould go.Back before mychoices of late.Back when I had youin my arms.I would love you asyou should be loved.Hold you as I shouldhave forever.Kissed you long andsweet.Back to that time Iwould go.Before my foolishnessovercame me.And I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1447704/ I wish we could touchlike we did long ago.How we touched ourbodies.How we touched our hearts.How we touched oursouls.My wounded life criesout for yours.Cries of a past longsince gone away.Cries for a love thatI foolishly let slip away.I am punished forth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1432889/ How my heart cries.For you.For me.For loss.For what we were.What a fool I was.How stupid have I’vebeen.Long years have Ilonged for you.Long years donenothing.Hearing of your pain.Long years have Idone nothing.How cursed am I.How my he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1420016/ There was somethingin her eyes.A glimmer in hersmile.The tone of her voicemade me lust for every inch.Beauty, when it is ofthe soul pulls you in.And never lets yougo.I dream of the nightswe made love.Hard, fast and deep.As soon as I left, Icouldn’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1416904/  No, you cannot havemy soul anymore.You’ve held it inyour hands long enough.My love for you hasnot changed.Tho it seems yoursfor me has.I can never think illof you, for you have done me no wrong.You have moved on,but keep that firm grip on my heart... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1416209/ Not going to say anything.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1412719/ DPEW http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1395971/ All that I have doneand yet it seems not done.All I have said andwanted to say.It falls on deaf earsand blind colorless eyes.Falls as dead leavesin a late October wind.It all falls to theearth, to be crushed under foot of the uncaring.My dreams of love andeternity.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1394189/ This idea came to me early in the morning. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1380056/ I long to find heragain.Hold her again.Make love all nightlong with her again.But hope seems to oftgone.To find her.Or someone to replaceher.Is that possible?Can you findperfection twice in one life?I think not.There is no replacementfor perfec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1359724/ I look to see youpass by.Yet you are notthere.I dream of holdingyou in the firelight.And my hands graspnothing.I long to make loveto you as the night deepens.Have we met?Or is that cornerunturned?Many times I haveseen you in others.Only to fail and f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1358863/ To wipe my tears.To ease my pain.To lay with me deepin the night.To share your body inall its glory.To love me.To let me love you.Let your lust bemine.And mine to be yours.As we ravish eachother many times over.And lay holding eachother in the afterg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1354560/ She calls to me outof time.A distant voice onthe wind.Or in the darkcorners of my mind.She whispers tales ofwhat we had.And I �" I weep.Uncontrollably, Iweep.Her face.Her lips.Her skin.Her scent.Her touch.Are forever with me.B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1352222/ Went for a walk at the sea shore today. So peaceful. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1327316/ My heart screams.Tears are choked inmy throat.I burn with grief.Crying unto God, Ido.He does not hear mysoul break.There is no comfortin anything I do.None.My heart screams.I have made myself alone, wanderer of misery.No one’s fault savemine... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1315793/  You held me in yourarms.Bare smooth skinagainst mine.As the petals of arose.Our bodiesintertwined.How glorious yournaked flesh.Your whole body bademe come.Every inch calling myname.I can ne’er resistyour beauty.Down further &lsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1292445/   I longed for it andit came.Finally.Long days of wishing.For one brief breath,I felt her.Touched her hair.Smelled her perfume.Heard her whisper myname.Then as fleeting andthe wings of a dove, gone it was.The velvet of herlips lingered .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1282208/  No matter the distance, does my heart yearn for you.The silken-smoothness that is your skin.The deep pools of joy, your eyes.The smooth curves of your hips.Day and night and over again, do I dream of your body.Next to mine, flesh upon flesh.Mouths pressed togeth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1277500/ A Great Love Has Returned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1192167/ The blanket of nightrolls in, westward bound.Star dotted, it soover fills the land.I see the mountains; cactusand sagebrush fade to silhouettes.The night over thesand comes alive.Birds call out.A coyote returns thecall, hunting.The bats wheel andturn in a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/1128078/ Back, back, back longago, often do I dream.Of loves gone away.Some stolen.Some given away infoolishness.What moment of joy doI long for.A night in theirarms.A mere whisper ofwhat we had.A kiss, soft andvelvet of oh, distant love.I stare at the wallsa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/984018/  For no reason, the sadness comes.Tears unending flow down my soul.I wring my hands in ever increasing grief.I know that God hears my cries.I await His answer.It is a long time coming. I stare out at the cloudless blue.I so wonder at the twinkling of the stars.I search .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/813960/ I hate to see a friend in pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/450787/  Father, I cry unto you.Lost in the endless desert of my sadness.Whisper that voice of comfort in my tears.Carry me ‘cross the endless waste I see. All I feel is desolation. Loneliness seems to whirl ‘round me taunting. Shaitan laughs somewhere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/433821/ Sometimes there is a connection with someone. Call it psychic, if you will. Then it is gone and then sometimes, just sometimes, she thinks of you again. And, oh, how it hurts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/428859/ Driving home from work, late one night, I was struck by the starkness of the dark buildings and the sharpness of the lights of the apartments. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/428830/ Even a deity can be lonely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/411838/ Sometimes a little pain with your pleasure ain't so bad... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/406897/ Another poem I was asked to write... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yakoub_2000/406561/