http://slow.writerscafe.org/FIGHt0g2 The original writings of author Einstein Noodle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775939472 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Comfort of MarxHere I am at the old dusty crossroads butit's more complicated than thatOld, odd demons goad youthful emotions to rage downa mismatch of multidirectionalcompostgermination time maybe ten yearsthen harvests of burning and looting and violence that bars understandingour ey.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/3128392/ the forgotten http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/3123051/ Senryu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2964242/ A Monstrous BeautyThis is the grey that starts                  it     rainbow colors pushed asideFear, anger and fingers point the way I look into the wood and piney glades to   find the furry p***y      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2962907/ dusty musty but seasoned :)))))))))))))))))))) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2940163/ TRACE EVIDENCEcaught and fearing ... we run andclaim innocencedesperate, narrow, brownstone crevasselike a path that squeezes me tighter as i goa vast vault of human kindplastered withslight    misted     and ghosty touchingwe asign blame to othersnice try!i lie to cover tra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2928037/ All Made UpSails unfurled withno wind to fill thema woman I've never known. Some dreams that satisfy      some not   but all made upSinging moons to the deepest purple wavesLines of a new social intercourse       in my eyes I look peer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2906341/ i wrote a poem about 12 yrs ago about hiding in the rafters .. this one is about a message i received from an unknown person .. this poem is the poem asked for :) love you guys .. hope you enjoy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2896565/ "Weeping Woman" by Pablo Picasso, 1937Outpouring crossing my intention with remiss adamp chill seeks out the marrow .....bone words                   lavender, beige,            mint and  Lebanon cedarsea .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2882714/ In Answerwords like blistering spikesspeaking in foreign tongues and thumping on splintered pulpwoodPrying ears quiver to hearmockery of quaking aspensi helpless, as they  hit the mark of hurting mei wish i had quickened wit and delivery to say all the things i think of afte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2881244/ this is for all who are and have been played by a controlling narcissist. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2877015/ about anyone who has/had such an afflictions and survived ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2876036/ Thank you Richard for your support and suggestions on my sonnets ... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2871603/ I appreciate Mr. Richard Rogers for inspiring this title and for all those who sang the song "Some Enchanted Evening" :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2860913/ photo by Alberto Ciprian              THUDMaybe that's the sound?muddied crossings on forests' floorsthe sound of cotton dampened, heavy hammer                              thudwhe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2858612/ "Selkie of the Sea" Brian C. HailesSEAL SONGsquaring off in the kitchenbetween the he and sheit was over                                                     &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2847012/ from "When the minds eye is blind" - Scientific AmericaAn Act of Seeingwoolen eye lids dry as desert graydung beetles scratching out imaginative existencesilly orbs playing tricksi was eating clam spaghetti in white rue sauces anddrinking some exotic, frozen ................................. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2842805/ As most of us have noticed, our Jacob has closed his account while undergoing surgery and recovery. I have heard he is home and doing well. I am lifting a pint in his honor today and am excited when he returns to our wonderful Cafe' ... sending blessings on ya Jacob! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2839985/ mostly spontaneous ... not my norm :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2839271/ Hairher hair is water fallingShining black deeps tumbling down her backshe tossed her head and laughed pointing out her split          ends brushing aside my intentI thought .............. offireworks and sparklers as sunlight hits water on rapid roc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2835164/ Crooked Lightsfleeting, fickleblinking time brinks the distance and eclipseof lightlight from the ceiling ofopen cord connections jump  ..................................  jumpto grasp fireflies flung about by electricians andmarching transcendentalistswe all jumplight bends.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2831165/  "Revisiting the Miasma Theory" compliments of DirtUnfoldedbudding ........ scallion shapes that pulse above and throb belowpubescent tendrils worm in a cadence knownonly to the uninitiateda virgin soilscience with naturemale and femaleour differences stew and brew scallions ... .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2826955/ Photo by Tara BrachNowis harsh lamps; lit in fading black moon rainthis bed should be my place of comfort and rest ......... this room            this room ............._                         .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2820449/ pic from sciencefocus.comCLONEDsurcingle jerked to sinch the trappings tightIdeas of cloud, sky and winds nicely containedthis riders method long in the tooththe ol' dog drops his facelags just a moment thenputs the spurs to tongues of hues and distinctionneural explosions now bland and pe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2818011/ image per shutterstock.comTar BabySadness came slowly likethe turning of leaves in Fall breezesthe colorsimpregnable with the mindonly heartsdiscern                   red bursts     -       the yellow ripe lemo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2812035/ Touchebony hair ablaze with shinein the daylighta waterfall cascade of starbrightthis   patterned index started withridges as the Saw toothed Mountains that nick smokey clouded heights andsweeps misted valleyshollow walls make spaces for souls and demons just as easilyour luggage.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2805626/ requesting submissions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2797010/ Happy All Hallowed Eve everyone!! :) my little contribution. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2792920/ a challenge from a friend to write these .. three haiku .. hope they speak to you. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2792713/ picture by Free ImageBrilliancemagnetic poles pullinggreen Earthen grey rock pressinginstant   yetdrifting like John Deere Tractors lost in the herd slight changes brought a dramatic blamingblack holes of shamingpondering   -   what was it?some .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2788884/ three senryu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2780350/ Hymn form with story telling ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2779570/ a collaboration with Cherrie Palmer and Einstein Noodle to visit Cherrie follow this link! https://www.writerscafe.org/Cherrie_Palmer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2773536/ thank you KWP for giving me that last line and word on this one... it is changed from "falling" to "fading" ... it takes a village eh!? ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2771342/ an old poem ..Exhale is used many times over the years for many titles of all kinds of things .. i think it retains its allure and power, however ... just my opinion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2768607/ a hymn form poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2766344/ Say SomethingWithout wordsNo breath can move alife source to the brainIts like falling into a grain bin:a quick sand death choked with chaff and seed dustI can't breathI am at a loss                  lostwithout words butstay with me andple.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2761079/ Pine FloorI shaved this morning butNo razor will scrape away this beard the sun went away last night            crusty eyedI should have had a say in it butthat's not my part she sayssuch a thing just can't be allowedWe're sorrythe lights went out with the thu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2759040/ ForlornNo Good AnswerShe turned towards himlong soft Blood Hound earson his fallen dog faceHe knew it instantlythe animal instinct to run (what are you thinking right now)She saidhigh beam headlights struck his face a hard portrait  glow-light eyes        &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2590495/ Blind Mole                                                                                  &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2489841/ The Leakflared copper,pressure fittings ora mix of solder and flux the crux of clean silver joiningsweat jointsPropane          -          green/blue flame wrap singed, singing pipetears condense inside the crusted walls andprevent the perf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2489255/ picture by pinterest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2483533/   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2467147/         "Changes"apophonic harps ringing in my earsI hit the wall of my obsessionsMy senses of expressionwe just can't hold hummingbirds                                       .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2461131/ lilies many times represent purity, innocence and virtue and so is used here in contrast to the poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2313825/ plagiarized cliche' with what i mean to be haiku ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2174476/ (album on Ingur)Forever Yoursthunder shakes loose the lightning rips apart roiling dark clouds and the rain pours downthe sagacity of her apophony astounds the most astuteher leisure hours spent to weary dowers they fall leaden at her feetshe skewers them on pikes"Can't we get back th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2168904/ Scatteredthe steps are timid and tremblingtreads and risers as mismatched as candelabra in the ghettothere is a swirl of black pearl therebeyond the edge of the world                                     &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2164676/ it's a wrap frankincense, cedar, myrrh and linens withtincture of angerMercurochrome teeth to clean withsalmagundi of blame and defenselike rancid flax and flossspiteful salt skin scrubbingits like ...................... grass blade finger cut , paper  thin-sliced meat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2160186/ God is a Metaphorerupting with fingering phrasesglissando winds ripple limbsfrisson rises in all those placesdawn's sun breaks and swims how can i think what God is?newly fallen snow, fresh kill heat steams wavering overshaded rooms like  a poet's quillenlighten corners like no otherh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2158825/