http://slow.writerscafe.org/23rdstar The original writings of author 23rdstar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776113131 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a girl arrives on the dancefloor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/593089/ The sword cuts straightBut the old man is not strongHis soul is full of lightBut his muscles are not taunt and youngHis foe is strong and mightyEyes bright and blueHair the colour of the sunlight across the sandy desertsHis heart ruthless and cruelThe old man draws himself up to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/592531/ They tried to kill a dreamMurder her and soil her, dispoil her and end the lineThough the Gates we flew to her aid and took her away through the darknessBecause we would not let Love dieLet the trumpets clairon call ring out as we fall back through timeTo ride out as one for LoveAppear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591629/ She is a dream clothed in sunlight or in shadows and the moonLovely beyond all measureHer form full and round like she who rules the night with her darkness and pale lightFlesh pale and shining untouched yet yearningI am at her feet again on one knee head bowed waiting for her words to come and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591628/ Shes taking the time alone to wander the skiesAnd a old song she is singingCold velvet darkness touching the hull as she keeps her cargo safeTrucking along doing sublightHer past nearly forgotten in the dark years that have goneSearching on and on for the place that she knows has to be so that she c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591627/ Hellcat in her heart with a snarl on her full red lips Showing her fangs and unsheathing those cripling claws Slender, small, and whirling Bloody chrome steel to scratch out your soul Strikes twice always before you can see her coming Goes for the eyes and rips out the throat in a long sca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591626/ With hot bloodbeat huntheat she kills with her all in range of her thighsPumping flickering lights overhead and underneath show her form in the gloom for snapshot instantsThose dark eyes with nightmares hidden down in the depths fulled with hate/hunt, kill/blood shining brightly and redly at tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591624/ It's a bellbottomed hipswing and her lips partedEyes done up big and dark in the half light of the clubThe wall of sound drawing the dance from her and freeing up all that she has inside herself that still rings of youth out of controlOf love undone like the buttonfly on a pair of tight jeans ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591623/ "To ME!!!!", came roaring out of the old speakers that we had rigged up around the crampt little meeting room. Her voice strident call to action, in our minds we could see the girls in their armor forming up into a wedge. Their rail guns hammered suddenly into the poor shumcks down ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591622/ The heavy transports were rolling throught the Gates that the Mechanics were bringing up all around the camp, Drivers in their black glasses and black dress uniforms grinning as they brought those dirty 18 wheels of hellish firepower to a stop along the side roads.   Our gi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591621/ We blazed away at them while three other Mechanics held the Gates open with the force of their wills. The girls in heavy powered battle dress held the line before us, then formed up into wedges and gave them a little more fusion powered hell. Across my eyepiece flashed and spun the character.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591620/ Maybe i'm more mad than they know or that i'm willing to really sayBut since the day that you left I haven't been the sameLoosing track of the days and the years as they slip awayAnd walking the streets looking in the eyes of people for something that we hadSomething that made me honest and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591619/ I see you sitting there on a pew looking up at the stained glassThe church abandoned except for youYour headphones clapped to your earsBut the only music is the silence that surrounds youThe thoughts that whirl in your mind never to be spokenBy your lips and tongueYou'll never know tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591618/ There is the soft of strumming of a guitar echoing in what is left of my heart Fingers quietly plucking out the notes as I remember the far days of that summer Of hazy sunsets on the edges of the desert and being almost innocentHousing deveopments spread out over the nothingThe feel of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591617/ Heckler and Crotch! Us crowes were standing around under spellfire again. We watched .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591574/ You ain't anyone's girl... (song) She's saying that she is all yours when she is up for grab to anyone who has enoug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591570/ untitled... We aren't the meat for your table, or the drink for your feast.We come from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591569/ There and back again... I'm dancing with Sophia because she is the only one to dance withThe only one that i'll let .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591562/ Wondering why you are second best... And you tell me that you have a life and don't hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591561/ The aspect of the Shepard... Our kind came commanded by the goddess herself to defend.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591560/ untitled... It's to bad they sayAnd I grit my teeth knowing in my heart that will never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591558/ Crushed under foot... I hate the lies that you tellThe tricks that you playThey make me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591557/ Two watchers You expect to be trusted when you lie openlyWe sit watching and knowingLeg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591556/ While New York drowns...  <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591554/ Who will? Who stands upon the top of the watchtower?Gazing to the north, south, east an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591553/ Ain't no one need to knowHow a casual lie cuts to the boneOr how those thrown words hurt more than ya'll knowAin't no one needs to know, ain't no one there needs to seeHow deeply a falsehood done cutIt ain't real you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591552/ In the grasp of the hand of love... Sad angel looking out your windowSat down upon the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591550/ Bring me back to you... I think of you and your charmsThe smooth warmth and heat of you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591547/ Blessed by her love... I'm still trying to figure out why she loves meHer big dark eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591546/ The surfacing of love... Love can send you soaringOr have you fretting away the mom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591545/ The queen of the heavens... I'll submit... I'll submitNot to the law or to the ways of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591544/ We celebrate Phule's Day... A poem of the world of Elsewhere http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591543/ A man with a clockwork elven heart remembers his duties to the past and future http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591542/ A bit of a fictional journal about the land of Elsewhere in it's modern times... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591541/ For Arc my pet mouse who died... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591540/ Peace officer Arc in action... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591539/ The Shepard speaks to the wolves, dogs, and sheep of their duties themselves and each other... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591529/ Jeb take the Midnight Rambler for a spin... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591525/ The riders face the end at the hands of those who were had their lands taken... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591523/ The world comes to end... The man with a trumpet is there blow out the notes of the end http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/23rdstar/591522/