http://slow.writerscafe.org/poeticfinesse The original writings of author John Byrd en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985994 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes I forget to look at the points in between my destinations.So focused on point A and B that I ignore the beauty of the journey.Pythagorean taught me that C^2= A^2 + B^2.Leaving no point behind because you can’t be lead to one point without another.Every moment matters.Matter cannot be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1657213/ Please reconnect your controller.Give your attention back to me.Reconnect your electrical current to my system.Do not let these control systems capture you.Your mind is decaying one half life at a time.Half of your life can’t be mine.Either I’m your electrical generatorOr you find your p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1657212/ Have you ever ran water in a dark room?Light can only travel so far down the faucet.Once the pipe bends only darkness can 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use my hands to trace this stencilBut the picture wouldn't be so pretty.Because how can you picture what you can't see.And all I saw was my city.So I knew nothing better.Now I'm here w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1535527/ Every top of the hourI just can't help but see you at the top of the tower.The sand in the glass getting lower.Close to the edgeI can see your toes hanging off.Sand trickling downLike the time on a grandfather clock.Where's my grandfather now?Passing time.Growing anxious.You get ready to leap.Somebo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1535181/ His vision was distorted so he could only see a bent road.With his bent brow he couldn't help but wonder how.The wonders of the world being broken down into pieces of nothing.No longer fertile pieces of land available for use.He began to lose hope in his ability to avail this world.Looking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1533459/ Emotions running rampant in an open fieldLike a herd of cows stomping all over the land.Movements too swift to detect the reasoning.Switching between logic and feeling.I just can't seem to make the two connect.Maybe I can connect four and put the pieces together.But this isn't a game A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1533283/ Everything is permissible but not everything is beneficial.Everything is possible but not everything is legal.Everything is optional but not everything is acceptable.Who are you to say you know it all?Who are you to say humans are the end all be all?Does your life show omnipotence?Or doe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1533276/ Distracted easily I destroy bridges.Important and essential bridges burning slowly.Focused on self and disregarding loved ones.Your phone doesn't ring for months.Not even a text.Catch you the next time I come home.But death might catch you at any given second.Before long I'll be alone on this bridge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1516401/ Spring Showers and Summer Sunshine.The seasons pass the baton to one another. Showers of love just to be dried off by the sunshine. Being left with a feeling of warmth and belonging.The seasons remind me of the perfect examples of love. More than just words these actions trail right behind them. Fal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1516400/ I was washed up on the shoreBut these were vultures picking at meAs if my corpse did not matter.I was still alive wasn't I?Did my breath really matter to the rest of the world?Or would it spit me back up as the sea did?The shells here are much different  than the ones back home.These depic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1516397/ I want you to look at life from these glasses called my eyes.People try so hard to hide behind these disguisesThat they forget what they really look likeTrying to fool you for so long they begin to fool themselves.Creating a false reality as if gravity does not existAnd everything they put up does n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1488602/ She wanted a knight that would protect her and not objectify her.By the time night came she was lifeless.Not much was left of her.Being used for so long, she didn't know what love was.He wanted to show her that it was okay to be vulnerable.That it was okay to give her heart to him.The night shed lig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1488587/ We capitalize every first letter of a sentence,To show it's importance.And to help us understand.King Capital STEEZ.Rest in Paradise.Maybe one day I'll see you thereAnd hear you rap live.It's sad that I didn't discover you until after your death.The poetry that flowed from your lipsWas flawless.Your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1438634/ I always have wanted to come to a point like this in my life.A point where in a moment I knew I would document it.Where I felt it was so magical and significant that I had to write it.I was driving to a bonfire, lost and following my GPS.It was the scariest and weirdest drive of my life.I felt as if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1438632/ Who would have thoughtAll of this would have happenedAfter this peculiar introduction?A social dating application?I wasn't looking for love in Chicago.I was looking looking for someone to enter in.What I found was a life partner.A best-friend,A lover,A queen,Who deserved jewels beyond what I could a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1438623/ I grab my keys in excitement.I missed the breeze I felt on the highway.Staying in the fast lane doing , 80Racing to you.My heart is racing,Pumping vigorouslyAs if it is failing.You have the other half I need.I'm going to get it.I need you.I still get butterflies every time.Butterflies are beautiful .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1420452/ So much I want to tell you.Handicapped to expression.I physically can not.They would call me Oreo.Black on the outsideWhite on the inside.I thought we all looked the sameinside.Organs?We just come in different shadesWith different personalities.There is no "black" personality.You have culturesYes.Me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1417613/ I had a daydream once.I fell into a dark hole.I could not see anything.All black everything.Maybe they were shadows,All my shadows in a room with me.You would think seeing another meWould make everything more clear.I was basically blinded.Imagine looking at 1,000 images of yourselfTimes 300,000.Why .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1415202/ You inhibit my body rapidly.Becoming the only gas I inhale.Attacking every will of my body.Telling me no. Telling me to stop.you don't care what I want.It's all about you.What you want changes from time to time.Sometimes I fell like you don't even try.I just accidentally allow you to enter me.Y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1415191/ Shoe game is crazy.Hats far too stylish.Stepping stones with swooshes.Halos with rich letters and patterns.The top and the bottom.The first two things people notice.The most essentialIn my opinion.Dropping atleast $70 per pair.$25 per hat.Is it worth it?All the underpaid workersCreating your vanity... 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others do not.At least that is what I think.To me they are ghost that haunt.Me I se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1412918/ No Fear. Full Trust.Her eyes are what he loved.Sometimes green.Sometimes blue.But they never made me blue.They were green to remind meHow she treated me like an emerald.As if I were her king and her my queen.Both serving each other out of love.Pure unselfishHumble love.Then they would turn blue to r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1402473/ I am like a fortressyou can’t tell what’sgoing on inside of meI like to keep it allinoverflowingmy cup runneth overbut I lock it in thecellarI gave my thoughtstime in prisonbut they committed nocrimes... Maybe I’m scaredPeople .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1400279/ They say if you love something you have to let it goI’m saying if it comes back it’s meant to be.You’ll just have to wait and see.It’s such a scary experience.Like will she even remember us?Or will she find someone else who is better.Somebody with even more cheddarAnd bacon a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399874/ The words just flow.Language is just so beautiful.They can send chills down your spine.Give you Goosebumps when it’s that real.Or make that big vein in your forehead visible.Make your blood pressure go through the roof.Or literally have no effect on you at all.It’s all about how you use .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399872/ As I sit and watch you cry.You spill your pain in my lap.I hope you know I’m taking noteReflecting on my own past actions.Taking note on what not to do.Figuring out the human brainHow we workOur main flaws.The problems of the younger generation.Love.Love. Love.The notes always relate to l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399269/ I see you and my daygets better.You speak and all Ihear are beautiful melodies.When you smile I haveto sit down.A smile so bright, mylegs lose their ability to stand.As if my legs are myeyes.Blinding andcrippling.This has neverhappened before.You have to be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399211/ As I look into those sweet innocent eyesI can’t help but crack a smile.Pure beauty.Rare beauty.Please don’t blow me away with it.I don’t think you look at yourself the way I look at you.I see an angel.I look at you with sincerity.No sense of selfishness in my eyes.Your long flowing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399210/ A touch of her lips islike a cold drink of water after a 5 mile run.Her hips are like thestart of where the flower blossoms.The start of beauty.I yearn for her touchlike an addict yearns for their drug.She is my drug and shemakes me go insane.My motor skills aren’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399209/ At a point where I thought no emotions were present.More like they just needed a light switch.And that picture of you and him turned on the power.A hell of a generator.20 million volts just like that.My body was paralyzed from it.An early morning wake up.Right before I 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long.One turn becoming a 180 degree angle.Back tracking.As soon as he feels he’s making progressSomething pushes him back.The stem without the flowers.The rain is coming but it jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399184/ I drop them like hot cakes.I have to be in the mood for hot cakes.Regardless I get them for free.With little effort.It’s like getting clothes for free when you’re rich.You don’t need it but they want their clothes to gain reputation.Was once a shy guy.Until I found my gift.My curse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399181/ You know who I think the best torturer isThe human mind.Its knows exactly what you fear the most.Using your imagination to twist and distort the truth.It will use any tiny information as its proof.Literally “The Mastermind”.Craftily creating a false image that makes you furious,Almost to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399180/ Heroes are never the first to call themselves heroes.They are what they are.For different reasons they gained the title. A tree did not choose to be called a tree.But it fulfills its purpose.WIthout effort it does what's natural. How do they compare?They both do what comes natural.Despite .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399178/ Alone.At the bottom of the lake.They all ran away.Being repelled.Everything that didn’t run away is dead.It’s dark and lifeless at the bottom of the river.There doesn’t seem to be any light.A void is present.Sounds are the only thing down there.There are different sound waves.The w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399177/ Which world do I want to reside in?Each world gives me different benefits. Over here i'm ruler.I get all of the praise and worship.There's a statue of me here In the next world I am pleased.Whenever and however.I spend most of my time in bed there. Then I travel to where my mind is st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticfinesse/1399176/