http://slow.writerscafe.org/EtherealBlood The original writings of author VertoAtrum en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053419 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The universe smiled and shed a tear, a star fell from the sky, It gathered substance, fell to earth, inside the shell, a firefly,Shining brightly in the night, black with the ink of gods and sprites,The star burst open within a cage, once released it shone with light,Years ahead it grew a he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/2041030/ A poem about having feelings for monogamous people when you're non-monogamous and how it hurts that you can't be with them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/2010124/ Meeting you was a casual occurrence, but our bond is anything but common. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1855978/ For someone a wild as a rogue storm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1831990/ I've eyes and teeth but with no need,My skin is tough and never bleeds,I speak with words but not with tongue,An empty chest that needs no lungs,My smile's painted on my face,My mind is but a hollow space,I never grow but never shrink,My eyes have not once had to blink,I remain still.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1821001/ Should I stay or should I go..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1803083/ Subtle hints,Tucked away,So perfectly discreet,My stomach starts to churn as you follow little feet,A ghostly stare,Full of life,A heart that's made of you,I stared ahead with hatred as I blinked away the blue,Not at fault,Still of guilt,Too young to know your place,Two minutes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1803072/ Give me a break from your laugh,Or it may become my tinnitus,Echoing in my ears at odd hours of the night when I can't sleep,Knowing you are too far to reach,Yet extending my hand at all hours,Hoping that one day you'll finally fall and realize that I will simply not let you,A wall betwe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1798884/ Free-form about the person who currently holds the largest piece of my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1798870/ For him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1790445/ Your cheeks tighten into red cherries,Thin lips form a thick smile,Your warm, soft skin brushes against mine,Sparks fly across our tongues,Cutting my hands on your cheekbones,An unyielding gaze of wanting,Your hair sliding softly between my fingers,Curved lines drawn in bold,Our nail.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1772968/ How do you expectThe one who showed me freedomTo just disappearYou linger within,Sewed tight into the fabric,That makes up my thoughtsYou were the first one,I ever would have changed for,And that means a lotYou gave me such life,Hope I had given up on,Until you saved me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1769046/ Tilt, burn, flow,Down my throat the fire ants bite,Warm, twinge, ache,Maybe this time it'll be alrightDrip, stream, dry,Emotions fall in liquid form,Breathe, shudder, sigh,A gentle sky after the stormYearn, wish, want,All things I need I do without,Exist, linger, idle,My he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1769028/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1765184/ About a breakup im currently going through, where the majority of the problems were my doing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1742019/ A long haiku about someone who I really hope will stick around. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1740541/ A poem about the beautiful time between darkness and light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1726185/ There is not a dayThat I don't think about sexIt corrupts my mindI need it, I cravePush me on my back, choke meSatisfy my urgeRoughly or softlyI won't be mad if you leaveWhen the deed is doneMy skin burns with lustLips are chapped from heavy breathMy tongue is searching.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1652053/ About feeling second place to everyone you fall for. Never the first choice. Always someone "better" out there than me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1588185/ Those eyes will be the death of me,But oh so sweet my death will be,Choke me with your fingertips,And poison me with tender lipsA smirk, a glance, a fleeting stare,Your fingers slither through my hair,Skin so warm it melts my bones,A sultry voice of ravaged tonesI bite my lip qui.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1583214/ I inhale your breathFamiliar, sour, strongYour tongue around mine I melt against youThe smell I fell asleep toInvading my lungs Your stare still stops meFreezes me in place like iceGoosebumps on my skin Nothing has changed usYou're still the thorn in my side.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1543712/ Inhale,Exhale, strongly,A gentle lift,Tilting to meet you,Breathe your sorrow into meExhale, slowly, a venomous cloud,Sliding down my throat,Into my lungs,Craving, appeased,Shotgun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1532843/ Not a story, but rather a small guide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1529037/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1523588/ Recents events.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1507775/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1506396/ This is dedicated to a few people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1506395/ The first of many Dragon Age Inquisiton poems I have planned to write. This one is about one of my Inquisitors, Drielle, getting to know and befriend Solas. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1497063/ Even to an ear trained for pain, the screams were unbearable. They brought tears to stone walls and whimpers to Knights in armor.Why won't they stop screaming....?Sometimes you'd see a group of nurses shaking their heads and mouthing the words they thought of every night before bed. How or w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1487785/ A girl goes unexplainably mental. Her doll is her only comfort. But the doll is not an innocent plaything, the girl is not her master. Quite the opposite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1487783/ A small free form, not meaning to rhyme, but more send a message: there should not be one day a year when you should feel pressured to shower your loved one with gifts. Instead, love them every day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1487204/ A poem I wrote back in Septemer, of 2014, naturally. About the changing of the seasons. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1487202/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1484879/ Inside the walls of the enemy,A burning exterior pressed close,Anger raging breathlessly, Yet unavoidable reposeA stunning, shameful view,Coaxed gently into action,Previously hell ensued,Now, hindered all reactionStill, the path was chosen,To form this obscure clutch,I found myse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1431728/ Just a small free-form of how I'm feeling. Probably about to lose someone from my life because of my stupidity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1430603/ Inspired by the My Secret Friend video by IAMX and Imogen Heap. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1425157/ About somebody. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1419334/ A free-form about how I'm scared to lose my boyfriend when I transition (I'm an FtM, pre everything). Even though I've tried to tell him it will still be the same me, just a different name, I worry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1418412/ Yes, yes, very immature title, but it was necessary. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1408456/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1407105/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1406962/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405427/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405421/ ~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405419/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405415/ Literally. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405413/ Sounds a bit like the start of a pirate song, eh? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405408/ About a day with a friend at Peak's Island. We were on one of the island's beaches and it was absolutely beautiful. Sea glass everywhere, and perfectly breezy yet warm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405405/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1405402/ This is a kind of a look into my mind, and maybe the minds of other Trans men or women. These are questions I've either gotten asked, or will probably be asked. Maybe this will shed some light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EtherealBlood/1396815/