http://slow.writerscafe.org/bishmas The original writings of author bishmas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036170 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The slender moon it sits atopthe silenced sky, the samesky we both look at, milesapart but so close, comparatively.The brightest stars they glow allday, believe it or not, they glow and flash for you all day,and you too, for me, figuratively.The coldest air it floats aroundand fills your head, it fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1490989/ A single drop in an ocean of beautyThat is just your smileI'd like to read your restless palmBut it might take a whileCome here and sit with meWe don't have to talkFor I know we're both exhaustedFrom the limitless walkYour diamond dusted skinshines a blinding blaze intomy gaze that I would hold fore.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1488591/ I'd never walked so faras I had that nightwhen the twelve hundred milesburned imprints on my soles.And I'm glad that I didbecause then I got to see you with my own trueheart, a heart that waves beats on through.But when I told you howdevastating your dry gaze was,you turned your head to the window, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1485185/ Though I know you're far off intoyour files of friends, still I see your future; fleeting,ephemeral, fading.Fading from the thoughts andfeelings of someone semi-fictitious but their image isinked into your palm.Your palm so sweet it speakssoftly in seven tongues, each tied for fear of freeingan affe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1482296/ Today it snowed but today was sunnyas the blend of both begata struggle of power.At once, a sky so blue asto halt the Earth was hiddenfrom view as flakes fell.The clouds dimmed the sun,the wind swirled tree tops,sent birds into a flutter.Silver cotton surrounded thesky so sure of itself in blue,cast.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1480640/ Dustbowl dump. Living in a temporary city.Sandstorm site. Never get a bit of t***y.Send them in, send them inWe'll easy f*****g winOver in a year, over in a yearNot a mother shed a tearAnd the soldier cleans his gunHis new idea of funJust 24 weeks til I see my daughter's cheeksUnless I dieUnless I d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1476823/ Here you come across the skyHere you come across the seaHere you come, to bury meBut when you leave, it's all a lieThere I go to the old folk's homeThere I go to the deepest graveThere I go, nothing left to saveI return, and I'm always aloneSeek high, seek lowSeek fast, seek slowSeek all that you ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1475737/ A breathless day of white and sunglistened its beauty into my awareness.I sat patient and silent, revelling ina vortex of the world's vanity andthought of the naive times I passedthrough, without so much as a glanceof gladness to be a part of this puzzle.A despondent day of red and sunscorched its s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1473839/ The ghost of grass has seen the world,seen the world's whole historyPaving gardens, many meadows,sand dunes by the estuarySeen the wars, the new and the old,the reasons for fighting it never was toldSeen the heroes of sight and sound,many of whom are now in the groundSeen all creatures that on it wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1471777/ Of all Man's conceptsgreat or small,Time's the fastestof them allChain us to orbityear on year,Time's Man's conquest,ceaseless fearHow long, how long westare at clocks,Afraid, at best,it might stop13/1/15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1470498/ Ask and it eventually receivesGive and it cruelly deceivesIt will always want moreBut more breathless than beforeMy Soul! Yes, my SoulHungering for all that existsEventually taking its tollI pass, offering but fistsWe are two, we are oneWe are weak, we are strongWe are sovereign, we are wholeWithout.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469875/ Blend! Blend as the years doAcross a gap of nothingAcross the layers of timeInto a label, nothing moreSearch, search for a reasonTo blend without thoughtInto a label that contains usAnd mocks us blunt, nothing moreThink! Think for your own sakeIf not for the forgottenFor their label is plantedAnd te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469304/ The ten tallest trees aresmaller than the smallestskyscrapers.The seven sacred seas are more shallow than the greediestpockets.The four flying falcons are deaf to the murmur of thewild.The desolate deity dies afterall faith in him crumbles withhumanity.(8/1/15) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469286/ Friends of name, friends of faceFriends I could never replaceSome await me and some mayhate meBut at one time they filled a spaceFriends of face, friends of nameFriendships now that feel so tameA line was crossed, now someare lostBut you and I are not to blame http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469285/ In an instant, I howl breathlessfor your claret lips and velvet eyesMy reflection, I seek forgivenessIn the pangs of desire and criesA week long thought, no days of resta subtle elegance and glaring delicacyDespite myself, despite my bestappears Damascus with my jealousyThere, suddenly, Spring bloom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469282/ As long as The Bells make the soundof the old tin-tinAin't no way to die you seeas win-winMr Glasses and hair never did carefor all you ridin' your luckNever did care about unloadinghis head with that old dump-truckAs far as Byzantium is frommy misty gazeI must bravely changein innumerable ways,for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469281/ Both written next to each other, maybe significant, maybe not http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469277/ The smell of the cooling daythrough the window, long openand the sound of the steelbirdsthat often steal wordsThey stir me into a panicthat ends in quick scribblesAnd then they are overAlmost as soon as the cooling dayAlmost as soon as the window closes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469275/ The nomad wandered freelyHis guide the Earth's saltFor rest only does he haltHis gaze forever steelyRipened by the winter sunRipened by the summer breezeRipened by a northern freezeHe's always on the runDespite his lack of home or landDespite his withered feetLike all the people he does meetI long t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469273/ Come out of your cage little birdy,let me see you in the sunlight,let me see you in my handCome out of your cage little birdy,soar beautiful,all across the land http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469272/ How many dicks in a hundred Richards?How many women to take one picture?Seven red cats on my garden statueSince when did you get so fat youDon’t see the sky as an x-ray photoAnd you can’t find your old lost hobo Oh no, you’ll have to go&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469271/ This was meant to be a song but my creativity is fleeting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469268/ In 24 years my mind’s beenrewiredFrom the heights of acceptance,to the depths of questionsFrom the peak of youth, to thepit of the truthAnd from my chains of fear, Ibroke to live again Down the broken street, throughtheir dark doorTo an alter, nation .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469266/ So it’s the aftermath of destiny, they misplaced my gravityWhen all the leaves are gone, don’t feel so tread uponThe tired, useless queen, resumes to be unseenSo forgive me if I sound a little off the wallYou did not explain to me, you did not hear me call http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469265/ Ankles and legs, ankles and legsTwisting and sliding unto the skyNot one whoever sought to begBut now I do and I do not lie Wrists and arms, wrists and armsSated with almost any touchA prisoner now to all her charmAnd oh her charm can do so much .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469264/ Am i hearing right?You’d disappear into the ice of the nightWithout a word or a mentionOh f**k, NO it’s not TOO much tensionEnjoy your little park/walk/bench andShow. Will you take it right?I don’t really wanna cause a fightSit tight, don’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469263/ Your water surface mirror frozeMy thirst for mystery still growsF**k it. Psychedelic. That’s the answerTo my love, my life, my cortex cancerI’m cold, behold, the eyes never lieMy grey corneas never race byIt’s raining, i’m sloppy, i’m lazy, m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469262/ Should i be hearing the muffling of my neck bones every timei twist my head?Should you be declining the passage of fog through theclearing to a bed?Should i be hearing my knee click and tick every time i goup a stair?Should you be the electricity that rattles my brain andruff.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469261/ Today is yesterday’s unknownTomorrow is today unthrownBe my todayBe my todayFor tomorrow I could be gone August be my loveAugust be my loveThrow your stones into my heartAnd never shall we be apartLet’s hope that is enough A d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469260/ H-elp the birdE-ndorsements don’t workL-ittle jungle speckL-istens so wellO-r not, as far as i can tell G-reat to see youO-r notO-h dearD-eliver your storyB-yY-our green slaying swordE-ndorsements don’t work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469256/ Slither of a satelliteSat tight on a flight, no lightLook down low at the glowBelow the cloudsNo thick shroud hides theMorning wake up call of the city crowdsDeep sky red mouthing every colour knownAny god damn longer? My coffee has flown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469255/ and as the tongues of the tides of time  lick and trick youreyes into the next year    without so much as ablink,      remember not the daysyou've lost lest the days to comecrash against the rocks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469254/ Be these the longings of a madman:The longings are saneBlazon have the clues been strewn The clues are plainBring forward my memoriesMy memories do gain Bemoan did I, The hapless refrain Borrowed timeDoes not remain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469252/ Pretty pointlessYet here in the gloom of the afternoonI love youOh what watchful ears I haveWasted on your signalsLie down, feel this, let meI love youYour mind is equal to your affectationsContradictionsI love you no more http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469250/ Written in Amsterdam, copied from hand written text, couldn't read my own handwriting hence "sh???" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469249/ Cigarette bones and bear tapped steelWhat they don’t know they need not concealThe fading light of usually bright stars Is akin to reversing, distancing carsI promise the pond is no option for me, i’mAlive and cut hearts that no one can seeThe clouded eyes of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469248/ Jealousy’s ivory syringe injects my heart with ugly thoughts, betrayed embraces and cyanide words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469246/ Thou art the beacon, blazing in my love-blind eyeI need know only that the first breath thee took be sharedwith mineAnd that the last need not be oursThe darkened sky alerts me of how small we all areBut fear not, my love, you are my only guiding star http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469245/ Bland nights fill mydays with despairNo contact justisn’t fairTripping, dipping,without a careBlatant worries, auseless stare My thoughts alone burnred hotI’m clueless to whatit is I’ve caughtTell me something,untie the knotUnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469244/ A person knows whatthey likeBe it wrong or rightBut bright peopledon’t feelFake or realJust conceal whatthey knowAnd they just don’tshowOr go to that placeThat they can’t faceIn space Then they fill theemptinessAnd pray.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bishmas/1469243/