http://slow.writerscafe.org/TheDudeman The original writings of author The Dudeman (Kenneth T) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013877 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Based on recent events in my life, for the girl who appears impossible perfect. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/1202072/ From that morning we first kissedOn New Year's Day,I put my hands on my entirety andpushed it forwardAnd went all in.I took all of your abuse, and gave noneof my own.Nothing of mine was too good to give toyou.I gave up my doubts and gave you mykisses.I gave up my friend.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/1181189/ Well, I'm back with this (at least for a little bit). This is merely an introduction for Roy, the main character of a book which I have recently found the zeal to work on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/1151453/ For Lovely. This is my anniversary present to her. Happy seven months! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/1011331/ “Ha!” came the shout as the sword thrust forward. With a clang, it was deflected. The defender conserved the motion of his last movement and arced his two-handed blade around and down in a powerful, crushing slash. The other fighter did not need to rely on his shield to avoid the blow; h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/981934/ The Bless keeps the youth alive even through the worst trauma and injury, but to take full advantage of it, both kingdoms fight their wars with armies of children and teens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/981931/ The first part of my "Stories of Slaves" project. I wrote this in my high-school Creative Writing class. (#) represents a footnote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/967507/ To survive, a pair of supernatural siblings must win over the hearts of humans. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/965763/ I have seen, done, and been all too much for me to ever be judgmental. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/953581/ I had just about given up;The events of AugustTried to convey that love wasn't for meI would have to secure happiness elsewhere.You liked me onceMonths beforeI never knew it then.Now you tell meThat you want me once again.My heart fills with worryBecause I feel nothing special for youWe are not equa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/920880/ The world is an ugly, cruel placeBut filled with beautiful peoplePeople that are worth fighting forSo with thin but determined musclesAnd with an untrained but focused mindI will fight the evils that plague my friendsBut I must be wiseAnd not become just as wicked as the demons I fightI will walk th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/860923/ It is time, Father.Time for me to stop thinking with faith and hopeAnd start thinking with observations.For every word of praise you have given me,There has been a dozen mocking lines.So maybe you believe that it's not the real youThat it's just a facade to push me.But I'll tell you this:If a man we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/826152/ This won't be a real book, most likely a collection of chapters like Saving Grace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/824710/ This song came to me during school yesterday, starting with the lines "If the voice is right, any song is a lullaby" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/823935/ I wrote a few Japanese-style death poems. I don't expect to die soon, but the idea seemed interesting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/821552/ Started as a parody of the fable "The boy who cried "Wolf!" I don't know exactly what it is now... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/816953/ Very short. Just something that needed to be said. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/797522/ Yamiko stopped at the signpost before the village. It read "Aozora.""Not a bad name," he said to himself with a smile. The windows of the comfortable wooden houses and shops glowed softly in the fading light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/796600/ Heaven was a strange place; it couldn't decide whether to be bound by physical laws or mental will. Here, a person could imagine something and usually it would appear before them. Space meant nothing, all one had to do was walk through the fog in any direction and find themselves in whatever destina.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/794698/ Lyrics. The tune is to the song "Wish I May" by the band Breaking Benjamin. A few lines are the same, but it is mostly original. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/789046/ New to Version 3: Heartbreakers, The Champion, Opposite Sides, Never Would Have Thought, Battlefield Mind, and Martial Spirit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/785975/ When he opened his eyes, the boy found himself in a hospital ward. Beds lined both sides of the room, but only one was occupied. He walked over to the bed and faced the woman who lay in it. Her face was wrinkled like old parchment, and rich chocolate color of her skin had faded to mud. Thin tubes sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/776618/ I get it now.My hope is hopeless,And my heart forfeit.How could I love another?You were the only one that set the pit in my chest aflame.Right below my heart;Right inside me soul.See these burns?They come from the fire insideAnd the acid tears I cry.No one else could wound me but you.But there is no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/769899/ Based on a true conversation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/769892/ A true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/769889/ A few dislocated chapters. I'm not done writing this; there will be more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/756941/ Just some feelings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/756013/ I actually have a tune for this, which makes it a legitimate song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/730258/ Based on true events in my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/728518/ This story is the first part of a book I might write in the future. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/717874/ For full effect, you might have to read this twice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/717698/ I had to make this right; I had to save her!Even though I was blinded by the glowing fog, I could still feel the bleeding girl in my arms. "Is this the Heaven she was talking about?" The fog slowly swirled around, but never formed an empty space clear enough to see through. "Hey!" I shouted, "Someon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/707491/ It seems the human will to live lasts longer than death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/697580/ I stared into the eyes of Death herself, and resisted. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/697013/ I didn't realize it at first... I had no idea what had happened.Damn. There's no chance of arriving to school on time now. When I awoke, the clock read 7:45. School started at 8:00 sharp. I hastily threw on my clothes, shoes and backpack and sprinted out the door. Breakfast was irrelevant now, there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/696507/ That was my last day of life. Soon the true adventure would start. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/695264/ No catchy intro here, you'll just have to read it. Inspired by the anime series Shinigami no Ballad. When I imagine this, I see it as an anime, not a live-action movie. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/695212/ A soldier's last conversation to his wife. I believe that this is some of my best work yet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/686601/ A song I wrote in about half an hour. Inspired by "So Cold" by the band Breaking Benjamin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/666327/ Inspired by the song "Shadow of the Day" by Linkin Park http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/662849/ Everyone has his day when he will shine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/652595/ This was Ether, the land of lifeless plains, cliffs, and plateaus, the bridge between Earth and Hell. Nothing grew on this dry tan soil under the sunless, starless sky. The only inhabitants were the malignant Sins, and the citizens and soldiers of Fort Oasis.The Gate to Ether was discovered l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/650891/ How?How can I live without love?The answer used to lie within pain and misery.That high sensation of mental self-abuseKept me afloat.But that wasn't what got me to where I am today.Today I keep walking because of the future.Even though I don't have it nowThat warm feeling of love could someday be mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/648038/ This has the same meaning as my poem "The Only Thing" but told as a parable. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/646719/ How the idea started, and notes for reading http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/644852/ Read the introduction (prologue) for a full description http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDudeman/644846/ Whenever a number appears in parentheses, like (1), refer to the note for reviewers for more information. 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