http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cherubrock The original writings of author Frontier en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776020037 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Oh! Those w***e-ibble W***e-moans!  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1845521/ After a long, long streak of not having anything to write....I'm back... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1459888/ Their eyes were perfect spheresThere never came a last,Drowned roses sleep here Never nothing to fearHere, it's all over fast,Their eyes were perfect spheres. Stretched across the landscape, one tearOn a pink morning, shy and vast,Drowned roses sleep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1441236/ Love is the great reversalThere were islandsmade out of eyeballsblack and whitescreaming starsThe sighs sounded likedeath in a boxFlatliner,and those eyes wereFlatliner,and the touch wasFlatliner,and those days wereLove is the great reversalValleys and cliffsNerves and fibersPalaces and temples.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1436740/ Another "found poem" using excerpts from Robinson Crusoe and the "Poetic Edda", oral Lit. from Iceland from 1000-1300 BC. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1427636/ Sohe called him, and he came inSheherself publicly confessed it“Idid so and I do so” Mr.Would-be kingHouses,Land and Moneythehistory of this Royal Slaveskinsof prodigious snakesextreme, modest and bashful, very shy,dietof bread and water.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1427632/ This is a "found poem" I used parts from the Bhagavad Gita and James Grainger's The Sugar cane to come up with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1427629/ Wrote this when I was about to pass out.. just saw it while searching thru my phone and was a bit surprised. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1423574/ To finally get to the bottom, it's too whole of an ordeal, having suddenly arrived, we begin towalk a path inside.Until now there had been aswan of vapor and ice, skimmingdown demon skull zone.Here we are at this dreadful point, in lots of time, having to meet ourbalding hearts, and t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1418330/ Blendingwith the nightbecomingits shadow,Whoknew this acquaintance Could keep me strongDarknessStealthVengeanceare my true friends. Whispershave become my language,andmy footsteps, the wind,having made a cocoon out of the world.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1415462/ Meetthe living plants, the vegetarians,Peoplewho have beencoveredby, must be covered by, roots,alongtheir entire bodies. No surface of skincanbetray their animal origin. Itburnswith the unprocessed,unadulteratedlight of the sun: they areit’s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1411871/ You are the NO EXIT signIn my life,If I turn around now, I’ll have toGo back throughAll the same things I’ve seen again,houses, cars, sidewalksmailboxes,just to get back onThe highway,Where nothingCan be found,Speeding by,Only spee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1404902/ Butterfly in reverse, a disintegration reservedfor angels. Diamond stigmata spanningthrough green-black foliage, our temples.“The thing is I’ll wake up and won’t remember”These arrows insidewill collide like two atoms,a breathing&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1404653/ About exploring an urban part of town, in Puerto Rico. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1402103/ Why shouldn't I saythat I haveimaginary friendsI never reallywent with thetrendsIn the classroomin the classroomI'm hungry for...the way inisthe way outTightrope walking, here everything points to,souls departedshifting, giftingmonument of sighsstepping in a theater of feathers,a pres.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1400816/ Extension,But it asks so muchOf you, Controls soMuch, out ofThe blue...ExtensionFor me it's A hidden dimension,An alienIntention ...Extension...Right above high voltage It says DangerBelow your headIt saysSlippery whenWet ExtensionExtensionExtens.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1396021/ Deafening you, only ice floating down a porcelain river, moving like silence. The sun's scarlet fingers tuck in these phantoms dancing in my irises. Sounds evaporate into the sky, arteries and veins intertwine around me.There's something about you that I can only describe as  i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1392439/ This one is still in editing mode, just let me know your impressions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1391608/ I don't like that Heaven and hellCould be opposite sides Of the same circleIt makes me sadTo think Never felt so incomplete To contemplate something Endless, eternal You sound like Nostalgia of the future Peace of mindPiece of mind I kind of Want more Than alpha and O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1391047/ Black as dirt are those living stormsThe earth screams through our eyes Dare to take a dip into those Elegant shining cesspoolsWhich give birth toRed roses and yellow bees The closest liaison Between earth and manLook at the soil come to life Proof of the Futility of a per.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1386543/ Ironically enough, I'm not sure if Im finished with this and may still undergo development. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1376968/ Just throwing it out there... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1376565/ About the fear of approaching something we love... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1374167/ With you I decipherthe mysteryof the universe,because you are oneYou are gonegone gone goneleft for done,No not meI want you to be,to be me,and I want to, be youwhile you be youYou are truththat instantwhen it's not light or darkwhen love feels real and unrealThe time whichthe di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1374106/ Mother of rainwomb of glassMy father was attendingthe last massMother of Godlet's drink yourbloodand never count the daysMother of GodWhere is my father?In your arms so warmI feel my timeless constitutionand a black destitutionThat smile that runs for milesDripping long, long longingcoming in wavest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1374096/ Incapable of giving a description. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1373846/ hate hate hate, fate.Splurge, splish splash, splish splash.The coffee is done brewing,going into the same mugsThe wax has melted, sliding down the same candles,It's raining, falling down the same window,and I have the same mind, the one I can't find.Maybe in the next world, you'll be mine.I hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1368390/ If you find other times, you will find the same spacesIf you stay in the same time, you will find other spacesIf you go towards other spaces, you will find the same timeIf you stay in the same space, you will find other times http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1363743/ I wrote this in spanish, I'm not sure what it means I guess it's sort of an "automatic writing" kind of poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1363716/ The cruelest thing in the world are parallel universesWhile everyone is dancing by themselves In endless multiverses I'm looking for our anti-particleNot to be found in lengthy articles Maybe it can be foundHidden underPopular demand Please understand It's not what you t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1360227/ I was the fertile plainYou were the stubborn fruitHanging from a boughThe space in between Was a glittering lullaby The sun's soft embrace And when you fell The water broke,A rotten promise Was born The infallible offspring of EdenBecoming my loathsome moonSoaked by.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1360222/ God is something that wants to escape secret after secret,mind alone, only...only mind aloneShe, dressed in immortalitya strange vitality,that others search forwithout knowingThe sun's arrivalawaits ascenscionto a new dawnSunrise kingdom...empty with the songof spherical lightso r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1358588/ This is my longest poem yet so bear with me guys! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1355692/ The strange company found in poetryFlying with timeless spiritsTalking with the living deadSitting on the world's windowsillwhile being intimate with ghostsAn eternal party wherethe universe is the hostA voyeur to a lone womanSitting in a closed room Holding the hand of doomFlow down parallel t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1354537/ The infrastructure of your gaze is the lost citypeople can only see the relics but they dream about having lived it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1354308/ If you look at me, your gazewill turn into orphaned eternity.I am the most essential opportunityso that you will know yourselfIn a room without mirrorsand realize that Iinhabit your silence Si me miras, tu miradase hace eternidad huérfana Soy la oportunidad más esencialPara q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1353235/ The pain has become a cruel playground,smoke and mirrors.Behind the scenes, I don't see people doing anymore...I see people being, or not being. What is that editing force...making actions feel like night.An ancient battleground orchestrated by unknown constellations,Time wins sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1351940/ Do you know what you want to do? Dive up into the sky so blueGrind your bones to make glueTo stick to nothingWhat awaits in that bright, emptyroom with no walls? Where no man will ever dare fall. My heart is the one that wants to stand tall.It scorns its golden artery, a gho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1348755/ Dead man walkingValley to valley At my finest hour...sitting in a room,staring atmyself sitting in a room...  My will is a malaise, a hot summer day And I’mmade of clayWarm steel toslay Desolate mold.Multiplicity, cold.  Reign of the will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1347201/ Even the smoke I inhaleIs more substantialThan you.It caresses my face,  And takes up more space,The kingdom of mists versus the kingdom of solids.I now have proof of the existence of GodBut here I am, wallowing in the sod. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1347195/ My gaze avertingdrowning under claws and matted furI now see the shell you carry all too clearlyso clear that it seems bulky, awkwardI literally see it coming undoneTotally blind to what is seenOver-powering machineryAn excitatory and/or inhibitory travesty A sacred automatic carousel of push-m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1344603/ An after-life gazeCathedral eyes She gave off the feeling ofwatching a balloon float up into the sky. Suspended out of space and time, unknownsubstrate, devoidof everything and full of everything, like gazing out at the ocean. Naked eyes that didn't possess anego, it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1344601/ This was during a dark phase... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1344594/ To love with a voyeuristic heartI am the dark wood which will manifest the final birthPut the frozen heart to thawFinally exhume the golden law  Her eyes made it seemShe felt things unparalleled In her gaze, one could deemFeverish dynasties quelled  From Eden, she was never banne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1344529/ That cosmopolitan smile, Diamond teeth behind blue # 2 lips, Designer chakras bought in a boutique  3D matte nails that popped a Pastille de Vichy Into that slippery forked tongue that had just slurped  liquid mahogany Kopi Luwak, to sustain this bus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1344064/   I am your soul’s darkroom Only here will its  light sensitivePhotographicmaterial manifest   Thenegatives have found the formulaHere I amThe room that can be made completelydark .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1342446/ Today, Darkness walked by And said “S’cuse me”It turned his headAnd looked at me.A mindless manGoodbye darkness,Goodbye. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1342445/ How the oceanMuffles my voice A holy bufferHow the ocean Distracts my choice My eyes suffer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1339760/ Wrapping me in shards of life,you are life's moonlight.No direct touch,but always thereyour body, sown by morning birdsong.Prophecies flow down your glowing hair, dim mornings live in your laughWhile the smell of rainseeps from your pain.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1338964/ This is for the 6 word story contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherubrock/1337044/