http://slow.writerscafe.org/cproce The original writings of author Crispy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033892 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dreaming of dragons againDreaming of leatherfangs and batwingsSnarling howls and bellyfirePower surging turgid captures of collassal enchantmentMountaintops booming tellurian thunderSkyways raging vast and festerousStormboned and shutterboundGolden and godlyRoaming and rifeDreaming of dragons againW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1648603/ What a curious and complex puzzlebox…However to cleverly sever the locks?Unriddle the middle of meddling muddlesBreak free of the caking of coddling cuddlesUnpity in pious implosions unpackingThe deeper down presence and essence that’s lackingFocus the hocussing pocussing mindOn doorway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1628181/ Into the wild...Into the smiled upon mystic unknown--Down long tethered roads where the muskeg is grown with whispering treesTelling their tales to the wandering breezeWhere mist lingers down to veil the eyes of the distance one goes in the frail disguise their humanity grows~Show me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1624292/ Remember life?Remember that sweet tug of spontaneityat the sleeve of repetition?Remember having no idea what's going tocome, and being surprised every time?Remember that magic that leaks out invibrant colours of undefined notions that sparkle gooey observation?Remember .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1622421/ My thoughts span in morphing murmurations of flutterstruts swelling soaring conceptions pouring liquid fascinations out the mysterious funnel-hole tunneling through this meat pocket,  out to spanning swirls of starscapes spinning endless cores of creation burning black holes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1618904/ What a strange place to start~Totter balanced tip-toe wobblingthe straight pillar plunged skywardSword lunged heartfirstventricle spillingReady willing & ableto straddle this taut cable battleWind face swaying thousand foot daydrop splatterdown below--Hello helloOld Eagle, my friendWhat a strang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1617133/ My days are numberedHow bout you?Pretty sure it’s 42…All my sleepy ways are slumberedUnderneath the overpassingunderclass of over-workingunder-reaching overtures of undertrueGimme gimme ever getsInny minny minuettesDon’t you own your manors yet?Just an incision--Open up wideWe&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1617104/ The hands of time caress soft wrinkles and sprinkle starshine in her hairShe's traveled halfway cross the galaxy...Swum the empty oceans of meaningReached into the heavens~~ She touched the sunAnd as the mystic orbit pulls  to swing her back aroundShe smiles with the grace of god.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1609892/ All that was lossed...Gone with the winnedEvery day swept under the rugged unspinnedSwallowed up holeFollowed in towby tommorrow's paroleof the locked away soulof yesterday's dimmedDrawn in the dawnof the gone with the winned http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1608851/ Cheer up there bugabooLife is twinkling at you ~*Let it fill and flow right throughLet it spill you glowingMay the moon be on your faceAnd may the stars be in your gazeAnd may your mind be silent spaceWhere God may cuddle inIf there's tears, then let them flowAnd if there's fears, then let them goAl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1607751/ Burn~!Whipping tongues leap gripping rungs of dry splinterCrackle-snapped, vanquish falls of downed lives crushLeaping demons whip on crusty breeze billowsthat roar unknowing torment and tortureThe hillside falls--Rock crush wicked cascade scars gashbone-grind fractures down her backsideBlood sodder.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1606759/ Sometimes the heart wanders away……there it goes, we think​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​&#82.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1606750/ Such heaven droppin'In all these dreams lofting soft and oftenNever stoppin' all that seems to crop inOpen poppin' poppy hoppin'An opiumbrella bloomin' atopA sky boomin' wide in a world never stoppin'Reign down in droplets of heaven that stainAll of the windows still dropping with pane http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1593905/ A pome is a rair occurrents in weatherSomething mystic you don’t see every dayA torn page of lightningAn inkwell of rainThe fountain pen of heightening strains of changingmountain ranging bends of open gushingnature painting out, and thenYou have a pohm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1593204/ The clock is wrinkled up in the corner, smelling moldySomeone let the flies outThey’re flying by the timeCorner cabnet gettin spicySpinny inner IMake the bed of moss back upand sheets of rain will fallNever undermine the awednessthe oddness of it all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1591994/ She read it from a book, of a witch of a covenIt’s the face of God you place and cook in taste within the ovenIt’s the grace of all that is you wash and look upon a plateThat you’re squashing out of clayAnd thrusting into fateMake every moment, every beautiful stateA reason for bou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1590387/ A plush nectarian culture bloomingluscious plucking juice bombs flushingblushy cheek rushes gushingrosy misting nose flusterleading brain leaking river stains seekingquiver-breathing gusts huffing lung musterlusting shiver rushes busting open~*This mind flower blooming power blinding sour signsshini.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1590382/ On a stranded chunk of stone and sandy​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​hunk of land bunked flat between​​​​​​​​​​​  &#8203.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1586401/ I once again ride for the kingdom of DorwynWhere the hills roll out into greenI once again ride to the kingdom of iris, papyrus, delilahs and creamI ride for the sound of the songsters that soarI ride for a sky spilling dreamsI ride for the tide of a tourmaline shorethat taught me what infinite.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1571917/ Pitter patter flowDoesn’t matter where you goUp n scatter all you knowto the reminiscent windsLet it blow, let it blowLet it show you all the the wasted landsof traceless worldsIt spans, it spans!And curls upon the teardrops drippedfrom eyes new etchedIn pasts so blown and hands outstretchedAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1561784/ Over the hills and out to the seasWhere islands are statues that blow in the breezeWith old flowing haircuts of cloud forest treesThat's where there be monstersPack lightFace linedIf you've a past, leave it behindWe're going to go where the future is blindWe're going to the land that wandersAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1536246/ Oh VanityYou monstrous manatee swimming though the depths of my conciousnessDevouring the silver fish of pure thoughtsReplacing them with gastric belchesHow silently you maneuver these watersInvisible to peering eyesUntil you break the surface with your bulbus bulgesAnd grotesque contorting faceHow .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1530248/ Away, Away​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​and back againThrough unknown days​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​&#82.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1522333/ Let me soar on the plumes of possibilityLike a hawk on the updrafts of airLet me catch onto slippery moments in timeWith powerful pause​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​&#82.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1518340/ This is the last of a past that I castIn the impure, and dusty-born oresThat shone once in mountains I climbed in a vastSprawling valley that called me to boreAnd oh but the toolsAnd knick-knacky knockersAnd jewel-set garlands I fashionedBorn from the shores of aglorian moorsTorn from the pages of p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1515162/ We're made of the starsMade of their soulsAnd they're made of ours The brimfire coalsThe twinkling eyesThe opposite polesAnd celestial tiesThe looping patrolsUnder infinite skiesWith innocent goalsThe instinct to riseAnd unite with our souls http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cproce/1513665/