http://slow.writerscafe.org/isiah_holmes The original writings of author isiah_holmes en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029515 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The shaman man is cryingCrying for the dayCrying for the Kaiser, picking what he'll sayThe shaman man is chantingFanning hungry flamesFanning over his  lover, she drowned among her fameShame here cried the shamanOld and crippled heHe ran to his god friend, only he could seeHe saw dancing c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1358507/ The breeze that has come fresh Fresh from its wombThe breeze has brought splintered rebel's hopeAnd dreadAnd anticipationGlee and forward looking towards the war seasonThe war season is on its wayThe air is hot, yet these bodies i spy march coldThe air invites future rebellionBut worse, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1357161/ I heard the hunters callHunter-Killer, he has a story to tellHe told his friends to stallThat man's mind is tall with souls to sellI saw him herding, herding, herdingHerding mindless lamb's this wayI watched him dig deep inside their chestsAnd take their lives awayHe's a killer, he's a killer, kille.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1357153/ His voice loud with lyrical announcementHis voice tall with abstract language and truthMelodies traveled with a trip, and truthA trip and truth, a trip spilling into deep truthTruth, this is the gift of my friendTo some he is crazed, mad with voiceful delusionsDelirium, echos that made him a vi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1357147/ Sitting tranquil beneath a pile of leavesA pound and a half of tree trophiesTreasures to the birds and larva among them Laying quietly in waitAs I crawled up from the trophiesAs I snuck beneath the vines and veins of the treesI crept across a saddened sightA cold humanizing laugh cack.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1354730/ Yet another rap http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1347228/ As i search, this is what i findBest friends do their worst to hideLurking through my basement wall'sShooting through a blissless callSomething seems to bother meSomething needs to be set freeCrawl inside, we walk right inSettle as the night begins Familiar faces gather aroundDrown in by a rhyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1345728/ As i wonder through the hall's of this placeAs i traverse the trappings of my mindSurrounding myself with a crowd of laughing childrenDrowning in their ignoranceI spy a soul which has caught my attentionA soul which doesn't seem kindA soul which doesn't seem to invite many to be among herShe cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1345724/ Mamma brought a dude home, we don't talk about itDaddy dipped out, we don't talk about itSissy's real pissed, we don't talk about itMama knocked her out, we don't talk about itThere's a lot happening, man, we don't talk about itThe world is fucked up, we don't talk about itTake a look around and tel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1345719/ I know of a man who's face is clouded in fearAnd your skin crawls when he comes nearHis skin is grey and cold like calloused stoneAnd his spit can pierce through human boneThat man said crack, bangBoom boom powEverybody in the room knew to get downHe stood on by, guarding the endless stree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1343139/ Lately things seemed confused, scrambledNeatly disorganized in the darkness of my mindBehind my eyelidsBehind my eyelids i spy a grandiose A treasure, a glimpse of bliss wrapped in madnessI could feel it coming on, laughing at my intentions later ont began one afternoon, hours past middayI beca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1343136/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1343132/ She told me she will leave me She told me she will leave meShe told me she must leave meSo she can live with her true loverShe told me the house is forclosedDropped dead in a car crash, so closeShe told me we must move outTo that I raved out, screaming and shoutShe told me she has broke downClo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1339483/ Voices from the stoneVoices from the stoneThese things with fangs have grownThats what this scripture showsIt shows the birth of rageLocked and trapped in fleshly cageInto the night we ride, boys with rifles at their sidesVoices from the stoneThe desert has made something knownThe ground has changed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1326425/ Shocking, shocked all out of place hereZapped through their lives withFaces drowned by waterSeeping, creeping past the distanceIt is this very instance i have seen the way this endsLonging, longing for a fatherWaiting for a motherHoping to find a brotherLaughing, laughing at all my MishapsScare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1326402/ I walked through the moon, friendlyI've walked through the mindI've set fire to your cruel old world andLaughed as you scrambled for sightI looked around to chart the sun and search for a moon dialTraversed through half this wading place locked up like some old fileI took a peek, looked inside andGu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1325452/ Stirring through twisted and cruel memoriesThoughts, images, pictures, all at my disposal"Thought!" Your mind i claim as my trophyYour consciousness, that now belongs to meNow let me feed you dragons scalesLet me set you free, im freeRecalling children who laugh and playListen to what their mothers .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1322155/ Wondering in and out of this vast templeCruising in circles around its foundationsA band of boys and girls search for a clumsy protectorA kind, rebellious  spiritA keeper of knowledge, vast valley's of secretsthey're searching for this old girl-This young womanThey seek out Mara-The b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1321244/ The war is over!The war is overThe war, its, OverAs the ground beneath troubled boy's Quakes and tremblesShivering like a babe waiting for a beatingAs they sky began to partAs the troops all roared away from their frowning commandersAs all the lands creatures and spirits fled into the grou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1320073/ The preacher says attack herThe preacher wants her "helped her along"Maybe i'll untie herMaybe she would like a songI asked if i could see herHe told me to go back where im fromLook to me, set her freeTrapped inside, sirens singHappy to have met you dont go awayThis is what, i can not sayMy father s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1320066/ Here i remain, locked with a strangerConfined with a friendly, the one who's aloneTemples seem tainted, my young friend has faintedThe priests there seem evil when she awakesThis grand place, children all run out of placeThis grand place, I try to remember her faceThis grand place, this cruel fate, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1320065/ A rap i made, i don't do these often so please be respectful if you don't like the style http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1317085/ Cruel friends have soled his birthCruel friends have tredded this earthSmile, king lizard you friendly chameleonShivering scales attached to your tailYouPoison those around youYouStole her down..He poisoned her with a falsely soundHis touch its, marching down, Down to the river afterM.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1317082/ Trip happy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1317077/ They're shifting and they're moving beneath My own perceptionsCalling from dim colorsMoaning for true directionWhen the gods were callingAs their music falls on deaf earsAs the gods were calling-enchanted paths, regretful bathsCrawling for beginnings the sparrowShed all his feath.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1299812/ The last poem i wrote in my notebook, the first time i have been able to fill an entire notebook http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1297374/ I sat in chairs of clarity todayPeering deep at my good friend, the war childHe watches as humans interact, laughHe anticipates conversation, though he feels nothing for the topicNothing really means much to him in factThat's what I saw, clarity chairs in which I satHe is no stranger, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1287214/ A part 2 too my poem "to my new friend" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1287203/ Cowarding beneath my mother's daughterLocked away in this roomI remain here in the company of lizardsThey watch me from beyond their looking glassThey grin in their eyes as I resent those around meLaughing, chuckling, speaking back to meIn the company of lizards your bones will layTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1282606/ Well, I once knew a manHe burned down his rich brothers mansionBroke down the doorStormed the house in a militant wayHe took a BB gun, and he shoved it in his face"Its a case of life or death", that's what he did sayHe crawled up heavy stairsMade of marble and stolen goldHe saw pretty girls dressed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1275280/ "Rules are nothing but limitations set by someone other than you, dictating what you can and cant do. Break a rules now and then, taste what you are truly capable of..if only for a little while" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1264483/                                                   Jungle war.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1264058/ Vast paragraph'sVast paragraph's Vast Paragraph's locked in this pageLocked in the tree's remains, the homes of forest creaturesWailing owels, shamely birds; locked away in the silver cage   Soft call's and men laugh at the etchingThe carving's, artistic sculptures made of stone  We r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1264045/ The king dog's collar crownHas fallen off todayHe grew tired of these rusted wires, digging into his fleshIt itches, festered wound laying open in the sunHis son sleep's shamedHis name, his name, lost in the pouring rainHe searched in the hidden forestSearching for a place to restHis face, it look's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1264042/ Wailing in the dark      "Help'Wailing in the snow      cold....Wailing in the air      Known..Friend-ship's sold awaySailed away into the sun, mocking childhood smilesI heard the men, I see these boy;sThey are thieves, pirat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1263149/ Peering deep within the pondPeering deep inside the truest homeLocked away, curled up and shriveledThe lone wonderer stumbled across bones, young bonesWhat remained of the poet and his word'sHis home lay buried half deep in sandHis bedroom cluttered, his portrait maimed In his hand's he held a proph.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1263141/   Cheering hall's are filled with walking manikan's     Doll's, your not aliveTheir fancy skin's adorned with feathers The paint they smeer on their soft facesTheir smiles are endless, false pride is bountiful here The door's here are hard, colder t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1259666/   Flicking worm trapped in the sunThe child starts to have some funThrowing rocks into the lake Scaring fish with picture fakes Crawling past my dirty socksScurry past madusa's clock The worm, hes in danger here         .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1257651/  Deep inside my nightmares I am brave         I never cryIn this way I will behave         Im filled with soft lies Lovely girl, I know that you think that I am sickSometimes i feel like a ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1257630/ a poem i wrote about the government chaos we are experiencing in these recent day's, and my opinion of it as a indivisual in this society http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1251980/ A tribute poem i made, honoring the reality of journelists underfire http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1251684/   Follow me down, phionx birdIgnore all that you have heardFollow me, you will seeCrimson trees where you will beLook to me, eturnal friendA box of feathers you should sendLaugh at me, cruel instinct Drown me in your kind mystique Downed in the dirt, make it hurt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1251679/ A story i wrote about a afternoon i spent in the woods recently http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1249820/     Her days are lightAs she waits for night, enclosing in her    Gentle shame I know her name, and ive played her gameAnd so have many more beforeThe good times you shared, be preparedFor this to end, my new found friend The fall boun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1249819/   "Walls, barriors and defences are only useful when they go unnoticed. As soon as the nieve soldier realizes that the defences exist, he cant help but watch them fail." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1249487/  The poets guard snake squeeled fancy endevours into the sky, shy is the kind killer as he arose from the shallow grace shaped napsack Squarming behind the caged sin birdShaking the beautiful feathers from its flesh A serpent waits, sealed behind a doorLook to the snake, the ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1249479/ A poem i wrote about a school called river trail elementry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1249477/  Running past the earthRunning until its doneSprinting down the trail searching for hellish fun   Its fun Falling down the hill  Killers lying stillEchos from the treesScreaming "Set us free'Not without a fee from me I fell through the floor crac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1243295/ An analogy poem i wrote about puberty and rebellion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1243292/   Long lost hated friendWhy do you haunt me? Cruel, nieve childYou float through my mind for freeUrinating on every momentumSoiling every sacred temple there Long lost hated friendIm afraid this is the end Tomorrow im sailing awayAcross the decept.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isiah_holmes/1243287/