http://slow.writerscafe.org/subversive_20 The original writings of author Subversive Reality en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990555 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Along a winding dirt path tracked with jag shod tread-marks. Standing pools a filthy brown tinge urine hue, settled in the deepest troughs; create a microcosmic counterpoint with soaring canyon walls that tear the azure sheen sheet of a cloudless sky above.The sandstone slivers mark aeons .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1253454/ With both hemispheres now deep Cleaned, by keeping from the street Where once a naive bird tweeted Pleating a chance to submerge And wash himself in the warm water bath Where he changed stable levels dearly For roller-coaster coasting on And missing life to meddle, clearly With his own grounds, trad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1253026/  False society Of angered disparity No community Our calamity Is trading our unity With impunity And hatred, judgement With evil in parity Clouds all clarityBut community With love and free compassion? True society   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1253022/  Bejewelled city Mother weeps for a lost son Death within beauty    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1253020/ Sunset falls on a lonely street Brazen orange light dancing Playing its symphony of colour Over pavement parchment A grey drab daubed in spectacular hue Giving beauty anew to this forest of concrete Across the way an old woman Folds her sheets sighing As looking on to lost youth and crying A single .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1252080/ Just for fun. Random slice of life piece. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1252073/ Words cannot describe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1249916/ It's almost a humour, How our demeanour In struggled endeavour Could never predict The violent weather Taught not by our teacher And in tragic displeasure We realise too late That our heaven Was hell before we ever Could lay our anchor By isolate joys on which to tether In this world of life li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1249910/ Always there when I most need you gone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248453/ England on the weekend = ?! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248451/ Once, a bright day long ago, I rode the Colorado in a single canoe, Young, brave, foolish, As you choose Yet still I threw myself, Down the fearsome river, I was sure I would come through clean The other side a hero Of white water craft At a zero of equal For my small age A daft thought I was sure I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248448/ Drifting, across conscious streams, The subversive version, Here it comes, cannabinoid saturate, A new soul, fresh from the void On it passes, through night silent, A lightless vessel, the helmsman absent, Now and forever passed, In sense lost and blessing forgotten, Downtrodden by auto-in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248442/ What would it be to travel back?If we could stop time as a clockTo correct our lives,Fulfil that we lack,Detracting the smouldering blackness,Of cinder glow from former fireWhat, where, when would you choose?Would you go to prove or disprove?Or change to approve the tale whence to improve?Always a f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248439/ Black sky of urban jungle near midnight, You know the stars reside above, Yet shrouded in perpetual dark, Opaque from clouds or smog, Or obscured by street lights, juvenile, Shouting persistent, As if in need of attention The first drops falling, Pitter patter on thistle flowers, Marking the ed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1248437/ Abode late April, The garden hose showering Sprinkles of earth blood Over jaundiced grass, Shoring their sparse stores, Still survived but near surrender To solar blaze pounding itsIndifferent bombardmentAs if reminding its lowliest subjectsOf life given easily retractedIn contract remissionWallowin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1243306/ I once melted into myself,As if skin had turned to iceWarmed by my lion's bloodA fearsome beastI'd still tread carefullyThrough the long grassFettered by fearOf your eagle feathers My dripping flesh dismemberedWeakens the substance Of once terrifying roarAs you soar unchallengedKing of the skies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242780/ Inspired by my profile picture! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242729/ Will senseless cruelty further your goal?Then what is it you seek?Forlorn image of devout worshipAnd meek servant of goodness?Case in point really...Sincerely, we sympathise With struggle and suffered lives Marred in endless stride,But snide we find your methods, Revile the path of hate you chose, I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242728/ She's lovely really :-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242726/ Knotted up, expensive tie Pressed collar Striding swagger as if.... no, Because you own the place Respected for your rankingHigh, defective waste replacedWith a flick of your pen,And a tab on keyboards Well worn by this gameHead aloft, I wonderIf you ever knew humilityWhether slumber comesReadi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242723/ Go on then, off you popBeautiful cherry"Dad, your so naïve" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242721/  The winding way, once a blessingNow lined with wilted blossom,Of past springs, summers fallen,Into winter, to wrench hope From home in potholed Shells of former glory"The road to hell is paved with good intentions"   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242720/ You talk of tapestry, sewn or painted,Orated in blind eye rhetoricAnd appraise the soundscapeWith deaf ear drumsPunctured by pinsOf selfish noiseThe sharp sting of batons, Truncheon to a chestnutWrecking ball to a sapling,Or daisies trodden under toes Of steel capped thugBearing Saxon brutalityThere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242719/ Can you see stars where you are? You lucky so and so http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242716/ bed time methinks... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242416/ Think this not of words and scripture biasedTo one side or faith inspiredBy single pictureThink this not of steeple spiresOf any buildingOr prophets tiredBy woes or waysOr presence siredThough it does not detract or searThat or those who choose their seerIt does not judge or jibe but acceptsAs those.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242345/ Those who despise war, must nonetheless respect the fallen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242341/ Don't label me a problem, doc I need solutionsI'm not a kook, not a nutterNor a danger to society,I'm no stranger to "normality"Don't have me boxed in, docI need no category,To file away under "C" for crazyFor those who wish to know their localPeople of insane persuasion,And as for the lay.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242338/ A warning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242337/ Oh how to journey inside, The sly signs decide direction, Intrepid explorer, to hasten The plummet into word world Plinth marking shouldered burden Of cold ice bracing islands of joy The destruction destroys But rebuilds as eruption, Like volcanic mountains, Bearing pain that can strengthen And mise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242323/ Light hearted poem written on the way to work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1242312/ Top hat donned, Fine cut dishevelled suit tailoredOnce dapper, now slackAnd dusted with city sootLong grey wiry hair,Lopsided smile and vocal stammerBumbling and stumblingNot drunk, just clumsyAn eccentric old man,You might say certain,Strange in every wayPossible by his own admissionBut kind and ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241841/ I know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241839/ The harsh reality of it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241837/ Leg of lamb, roasting in her oven panSpruced with thyme and rosemary,Garlic, and sweet potatoes on the side                                &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241826/ Go on then, have a go,Just try to throw meI'm sure you willAnd I'll be mere debris,Scattered across the deckThe surface of this ship that ships those who don't know their pathAll of us, I laugh that you May try to have me depart From blessed realitySo try, try,Just try and punch me,I'll beat you wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241823/ Those who have quit, I salute you! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241811/ Good morning life,Did you miss me?"No"Well I missed youThrough the night my dreams Were but a nightmare given Ensnared and trappedMy lonely mind,A world, nay universe,Dark creation Of its own, madeIn twisted inspirationSo though the sunrise doth forebodeWith looming skiesTear streaming black cloudsO.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241808/ Naturally, a mission Obtuse to self fission Mentality scarred by Obstruction, destructive Rampage in discussion, the Entity sussed in session Dare not any more, Relics of past life for sure, Undoubtedly part, of Greatness achieved, Still, no more http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241383/ Setting off, from his dwellingA homely hovel of simple comfortNot to know where or why he was goingThe road he chose threw from his closeIn salient slope, profoundly beckonedDownwards back to where he knewThe destination, just beginning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241372/  A simple sentenceThat hides the truth from itselfDespite its presence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241371/ Oh dear, my dears, are we really here again?Back at doors throats and shores With our sails and weapons forgedFor no reason but our end and destruction?Are we really to argue, as if argument mends our trouble?In what where and why do we struggle, insidiously, continuouslyFrom Syria to Afghanistan an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241369/ A sole window lit, second floorOf a house upon cliff top,Face scored and ravaged,By restless weatherInside a man sits, lonely,His desk lamp lights and providesThe only warmth, too early,To switch on central heatingHis deep lines tell of a story Ignored by fickle tides,That swell and thrash, endanger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1241368/ I'll give you a clue, it has nothing to do with car insurance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1239967/ This one is quite long, please bear with me There is a religion/atheism element to this poem, the actual stance is agnostic, I hope that comes through http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1239960/ This is the first poem I ever wrote, so I thought it should be the first one I put up here! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/subversive_20/1239948/