http://slow.writerscafe.org/Bud The original writings of author Bud en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775967515 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sitting here thinking of you,And all the things we use to do.My, how time flies by.I miss looking in your eyes.If I could go back to those daysWhen we were young, and we played.If I could only tell you what I feel.If I could only tell you how I feel…Come on let's run to the park!Where life se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1235628/ Oh, how I read in your eyesThe many goodbyes within your heart.Unsettled, it is, that heart of yours.So many wonders pass about the sky,As I ponder the depth of your heart.Unsettled is the tide that races ashore.Thrice I’ve analyzed the penalties of love.Yet, the rewards are thought to be of r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1181363/ In our future, what do I see?I see endless possibilities.All we need is to tend our seeds.For it is in these,What grows, fulfilling our needs.They’ll quench our pleas,Our fears held so endlessly.I say, in our children we must believe.For they have the power to set us free. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1139538/ You will always have a special place inside my heart.A place that renders kindness, warmth, tenderness.But it seems to me we’ve drifted so very far apart.I knew the day would come that we’d part ways…Though I dared to cling as long as I could,It’s hard to let go of a rainbow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1033414/ When is it that we come to know the difference between good and evil?I suppose the question to ask is, where is the point we cross the threshold of good and evil in our youth?And, likewise, I suppose that will be the very moment we find the beginning of our fault…But is it our fault, or the f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1016113/ Truth is sought and expected by all peoples. Yet when truth is revealed, it is shunned away. I think what most people really mean to say, when asking for the truth, is they want to hear what confirms their very beliefs, things that justify their own personal way of living, what they feel should be. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1006755/ Licorice strips glisteningWith ruby-diamond drops,Divided by lemon stringsOver vast seas of cotton swabs.Mint-sprinkled fudge sticksStanding in many a row,As sparklers rise quicklyInto heaven’s throw.Whispered zinging curtailsBuzzing through the air.Many thoughts of wondermentFlow beneath this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/1005295/ It’s because you believe in me,When others say, ‘Nay!’ I push through.It’s because you believe in me,I can do all the things I do.It's because you believe in me,I must let you know I believe in you, too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/984826/ It’s all in the words we choose to use,And it’s in all the things we choose to do.Do you hear their laughter, do you feel their pain?Can you see it in their tears, as they fall like rain?Does happiness make any sense, or is it a craze?Hold onto these words, as you grow wise with age.Make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/984797/ Most curious it is, these feelings inside?How they penetrate from deep inside.Crickets jumping, while bees do sting.Are not memories a most curious thing?Feelings thought to be long gone,Soon to be found lingering on.Not just one, or maybe even two.But many seem to push on through.Then reason seems .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/984741/     With my finger I reach out to the midday sun, singeing the flesh. I beg for a new pain to overcome this one of timeless age, but am denied the right of shackled freedoms. Madness would be a welcomed guest in the mansion of this confined mind. Even an animal has four corners by whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/983919/ Forty-two years have past, since a spark turned into an ember igniting into a flame. A flame that has grown strong many times, and has equally shimmered and drew dim in the midst of turbulent winds. Yet, it has never weakened to become less than a warm glow. A glow that becomes rekindled with the sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/982889/ What is the prize of an effort that is lost?Is it a dream destine to ride with Charon,As he fulfills his role commanded by Hades?What is a dream without an effort afforded it?It surely is no more than a sail tornWith rips amongst other flaws upon a ship?What is an effort denied a dream?Certainly, it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/979490/ Was it a dream I saw you in,Or was it a memory?Or was it a memory of a dreamIn which I lived with you by my side?Whichever it may be, a fact remains.A well deep as the deepest wellKnown to mankind residesIn this heart filled with great emotion.Emotions everlasting, as the starsIn the heavens above.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/975182/ The greatest lieIn all of humanityIs, "We're civilized"... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/966889/ The world has been at war with itself,Ever since it's very creation.It was through violenceThat the world was created.It shall be through violenceThat it is brought to an end... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/963760/ In the mind a lonesome dreamWanders amidst sparkled skies,Deep within the vast emptinessOf darkness between the lights.Searching for warmth dreamtOf so many times amidst turbulentAir filled with cloudiness undefined.Shivering against glistening rain,Fallen far away from starsBereft of light, lingeri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/933774/ Family… What is family, and what does it mean to any of us? Family can be viewed from any number of angles. I see family as my immediate loved ones. Close friends included. But I know the meaning goes much deeper than that. It not only encompasses those we are related to, and those we never s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/886218/ Why would I want to tell you of where I've been, when it will only tarnish your opinion of what you see in me, what you believe? Nay, I choose to keep to myself what you do not know of me. Instead, I will continue to allow your current visions to hold true. Only will my actions belonging to here and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/885327/ I’m putting life in perspective, for everyone…We are all born, and we all stay on this earth a certain allotted time. What happens between now and the end highly depends on all of our own actions, how we treat others, what we believe in, etc. What others tend to do, how they behave, and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/829966/ I climb to the rooftop,Not to bring an end to an unbearableEmotional reaction,But to gain a greater viewOf what is, in all reality, life…It’s only a mere sequence of quadrophonicEvents rising upon the wingsOf an everlasting dismal demise.How can such comfort comeFrom a solidified final .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741227/ There’s another me locked inside, that hides…The very one I wish to set free.Most intellectual, perpetual in his very being…The very one who can make my lifeMuch more bearable to be.Yes locked, no, hidden away from me…Hidden from the sight of my own eyes,I find that I know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741215/ I’m a judgmental creature, though I try not to be.Being judgmental is in our nature, you see?To minimize, is to capitalize upon a deficiency.And in this we find a close relative… Mercy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741211/ Life in all it’s forms is an infinite existence. For every molecular and cellular being we may see under the close scrutiny of microscopic view, there are even greater molecules and cells that exist making up the very beings we see as alien.Logic would have it that if we were to reverse the or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741205/ I peer into this microscopeSeeing a universe worlds away.I quickly turn to the night skyWith my telescope, seeing remnantsOf galaxies so very far away.Planetary movements…Cellular rotations…It’s an astonishing discovery to findHow similar opposite existences are the same.Laws pre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741199/ Humankind will not be satisfied, Until it has brought extinction upon itself.Waste of wars, murders, the very theft of soulsHas brought our species to the forefront of decline.Then again, has not extinction in itselfBrought forth life in the midst of a desolate nether?The exact same life that threat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/741185/ My latest song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/739990/ A burning arises in the soul, begging for departure.Yearning for the actions of motion to engageSwathes of rotation, carrying away the stalenessOf what has become yesterday,As much as it shall ride in upon the morrow.Reflections dusted with clouds of confusionSeem to draw a foreign scene along memor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/739625/ Was it not a light in darknessThat gave sight to these barren eyesSeeing nothing more than deserted plainsFilled with mounds of wilted life, wasted away?Did not that same light encourage hopeWithin a hopeless soul allowing it to find a promiseIn a brighter tomorrow cresting a fiery horizon,If only g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/738717/ Without  trace of ie across the galaxy,I find a new lone as I’ve never known.Cyclic planetary movements arbitraryIn their paths leading to nowhere fast.Two eyes settle away from the division of four.I settle into a somber acceptance, once more.What shall be, shall be… This is plain.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/625418/ A sadness enduresPast the lure of happiness.Darkness overcomes lightEach night, stifling life in heart.In between light of dayAnd darkness of night,My eyes are filledWith thickness of gray.Come to me, poetic genius.Cast me out on calmer seas.Release this damnationPlaguing my soul eternally.Set cours.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/622123/ I open my mouth to breatheIn the evening air tasting your scent.Moisture tingles upon taste budsDancing a delightful dance of dancesIn an otherwise dry and arid environment.I’ve longed the whole dayFor this very moment with you,Your taste, my desire for your intimacy.Moonlight casting shadowsO.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/618777/     And so it was that a dream was cast forth from the cosmic abyss. Capturing all within reach willing to accept a newborn dream, making it to become a reality. And reality sank in the wake of this newly cast dream, for reality was not that dream. Only, it was a remnant of a past dre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/618776/ Closing my eyes, as I hush my mind.Ethereal silence, becoming sublime. Thoughts trapped within emotional sparseness.Showering sparks ignite the darkness.Dreams alive race through my mind.Watching in surreal motion my brain is confined.Euphoric acid spills through my veins.Chasing away the horror of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/618543/ Sprinkled stardust forming dreams.Raw material for most anything.Close your eyes and make that wish.Make your dreams become your gift. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/617665/ Song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/616650/ Oh, how I long to escape.‘Tis not the pain nor this life,But ‘tis the very entity of thy cause.Oh, how I long to escape thyself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/615895/ For a friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/615770/ Shh... it's in my book. ; >) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/615520/ An older song I'm posting again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/615189/ Clouds amassed within darkened portals,A drop of salinated rain did fall.A breath was taken in, completely mortal.As hot winds released a fervent call.Questionable storms did wage warAgainst her earthen cries,But they had not one ounce of powerAgainst her clouded eyes.Desert sands now so barren,Once.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/614463/ Been staring long and hardAt this reflection staring back at me.Trying like madness to figureOut these inner complexities.Looking deep within these ebony eyes,Observing the flicker of a flame.Wondering will it drive me to madnessOr drive me completely insane?Dreams burnt to proverbial ashes.Deeper I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/613557/ Licorice velvet chandelier skies,I gaze upon your splendorIn total awe of your prize.Midnight diamonds sparkling bright.Taking my breath, this sight you render.I wonder how she’s doing tonight?Glitter sparkling bright, as I close my eyes.I’m searching for my lost dream.Can I decipher wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/613255/ Sometimes, hardships rip at our families.This is the time for faith to be practiced faithfully.Strength during these tough moments is hard to come by.Does not a feeble bird’s wings carry it ever high?Again, it is faith that is with us when we feel so alone.It is faith, too that gives us our fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/612632/     At this moment in time, we find we’re standing at the crossroads of our story. Where an uncommon and extraordinary turn of events will take us down a different path, as we descend from the midlife of our tale towards the end. But first we must travel back uphill to find wher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/612497/ To Be Considered http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/612404/ The Kingdoms http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/611989/ Introduction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/611851/ Song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/611478/ How can I reach inside of youInvoking your desire,Telling me where your lifeHas taken you throughout your journey?How do I reach inside your gardenSewing a seed to growLetting you know where I’ve beenIn this life I call my journey?What invisible highway existsAllowing our travels to interchang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bud/611462/