http://slow.writerscafe.org/sgwolf The original writings of author wolfie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776085514 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I fell down a holeNever to ariseSank into the grains of the EarthFestering like rot on rootsThe cure is as debilitating as the sicknessHappiness becomes the diseaseTemporary numbness, the pillUntil the unease settles inLike ants crawling on my brainThe only necessity, the relief  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2766129/ A bone filled, soul deep acheOf empty tea cups and imaginary sweets on plastic platesOf jump ropes hanged like noosesOf imaginary figures with spare wordsA bone filled, soul deep acheOf naps in narrow spaces Of sanctuaries built like nests or cradles in the darkOf winged devils on each shoulder.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2480224/ My loneliness is like daytime rain showersA light yellow creme streaming through the holes in the cloudsGentle pitter-patters against the windowHumming and thrumming a lullabyHoping to carry me to a sweet summer restSetting a warm orange glow in the horizonGiving my skin a sunset kiss through the pe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2460987/ "Doc, I'm in pain, emotionally and physically. I'm exhausted..." She taps her pen against her notepad and her face tilts thoughtfully, "Tell me a bit more. Why are you in pain?" "I don't know. Maybe it's the fall, and the injury. Maybe it's a problem from before, l-like depression." I clas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2362081/ Some days are spent nursing pain and migrainesSipping melon tea and a couple of pillsThere's a persistent ringing in my ears,Maybe tinnitus, maybe a memory of the crashing ocean waves and the hot sands of CaliforniaIsolation has made me retrospectiveHistory seems to be sprawled across the walls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2313685/ I am part of the generation lacking motivationWith every expectancy to wind up dead before thirtyWaking up every morningPlastering a smile on my faceSearching through the webFor optimistic quotes to tie under my beltThrowing up puns and jokesJust for another laugh to get me through tonight'Cause tom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2166731/ The fourteenth day of the second monthcycles around for the twenty-second timeAccompanied by a cup of tea and silenceA romanticized season for the happy couplesA secret yearning among the lost and wanderingOf another year together or searchingAnother year of a drink and silenceFor those among the he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2162621/ Skies crimson and goldHorizons glossy with heatBarefoot on sidewalksWarmth rising from solesSpreading across shouldersLike the spanning of fuzzy wingsWhile the star risesFor life once again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2161411/ Sitting alone in the darkFalling to sleepCounting bruises rather than sheepFollowing the little red scars on my heartLike my nail is a needle stitching a figureAll the whileThe well in my chest has suffered a droughtToo many times I have raised a bucketHeavy and overflowing and brought Far above to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2160698/ A cold steady wave of rainSky a carpet of blue and grayWatching reflections crossing growing puddlesSkipping over miniature sinkholes and drainsChilled down to the boneNumbing of fingertips and toesSoggy socks and steamy cupsA cozy bed and a pile of books await http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2152659/ Love so tragically funnyWe both died laughingAlone at night thoughI spent it cryingTo you,I was long gone dead before we hit the groundSo you spent that time hanging with friendsWe held the same vicesDrowning in booze and cigarsNext day you saw meI looked okay to youYou didn't get a clueI thought we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2151616/ Love twisted to HateHate transformed to LoveI admit, I am a foolI learn, but nary a subject I understandI breathe, I liveAs dead cells flake from my skinLike ash from a fireStill I hold outHope hammered into my SoulPounding against my temperamentAs Pain becomes the nail to hold me uprightStrength is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2150041/ I dream of worlds beyond my ownAttainable by gatewaysInto timelines parallel with better endingsOr sweeter happeningsWhere my love is not stunted by hardshipsWhere remembrance does not paralyze my limbsOr forces me to curl, feeble and vulnerableA timeline, with a mirror image smilingWhere I am not w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2149758/ I have no clue when the End cameIt seems like forever agoStill, the World is the sameI stand in the middle of The PresentWith turmoil brewing inside meA shrewd chaos raging a stormThey smileI mimicThey are ignorantOr maybe purposely blinded themselvesTo all the scars tainting my skinRaw Pink doesn't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2148044/ One week, twoTwo months, threeThree years, fourTime passes like sawdust blown by cool windsInto colder seasShe remains in my memoriesStubborn as a thorn in a dog's pawI'm hesitant to tear it outDespite knowing the pain will be gone when I doDespite knowing the greater, persistent agony of keeping it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2144947/ There is a room I keep for special occasionsOne way ventilationSo stepping in is a greeting from toxic fumesWhere my lungs can never expand with healthy airWhere I lie down in the middle of the empty roomOn my back, side-by-side with past ghostsLetting the waste seep in making a mess of my headWanti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2135592/ I yearn for loveA lover to breathe life into my lungsTo cover my eyes Whispering of the moonlight on my skinOur sweat mingling togetherJust a fingertip breadth awayUntil his heart beats against mineHis bones pressed against my bonesI want to feel his soul thrumming against meTo let him feel me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2123379/ A war has gone too long in my headThoughts better off deadYet dead is how I see myself In every reflection From the minute my eyes open in the morningUntil dawn comes aroundThe sky as red as that vision of my body hitting concreteRed as the ugly scars embellishing my skinRed as the blood t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2121120/ Swelling emotions nearly bursting from her chestSweaty palms and heart murmursShaky, unsteadyShe couldn't keep her eyes awayBrown to Blue irisesBefore zeroing in on himBreathless, faintBillowing waves from heart and brainFlutter in her chestFlowers bloom and rise up her throatFalter, flounderFinding.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2115381/ Ink blots would be better companions than blank pagesScratched diaries would be better than forgotten memoriesTimestamps of every forming crevice bordering between heartbeatsWould be better than wondering when everything changed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2111465/ Irises meet the sunMagic layers collecting behind the cornea in dreamsDeteriorating when particles touch dust in light raysConscious longing for what it can no longer rememberlusting for the timelessYet thrust back to timelineCycle from dawn to duskAnticipating the stroke of time for falling stars a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2102636/ Normal was a rare word in her dictionaryAlthough others may be deceived at first sightHer hair falls in longs dark wavesHer eyes a smooth chocolate brownEvery day was leisure wearThe same could not be said of the nightLike the many faces of the moonShe's a beauty at dawnThe devil at duskMetal embell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2099382/ Face in the mirrorYou are always smilingEven when you claw your stomach openYou pull out from your bodyEvery single organSmiling when all that's left are bones http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2097759/ Crystal chill rains aboveFall like embers from a stormAs every single leaf fallsDecaying under the mud roadsWings that burst with lightBreathing the ghost of fogDying winds by Earth's blightBrought to life by the bird's songCrashing down by gravity's pullSway over the push by the edgeSwallowing each.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2093998/ Inhaling a cloud of smokeShe can taste the devil on her tongueMakes her words stubborn Makes her words cruelPerhaps even a surpriseBut never a word untrueShe is in the frame of picture perfectDown to the broken skin of her knucklesEven when her glare is sharpOr her fingernails li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2093990/ Death touches my penReminds me why I always think of himHe never comes to me like a silent or violent decreeHe welcomes me in open arms Embodied by kindness and charmWe often sit across each other Drinking aromatic tea We dive into conversations and pleasantriesIn the room of thoughtH.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2089589/ She lived life behind a smoke veilBreathing wisps down her throatBurning the herbs and her lungsThe scent of roses flooding her thoughtsInvading early mornings and sunsetsShe lived life with two fingers up in a peace signBut peace wasn't what she signifiedOccasionally, one finger came downAnyone can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2088058/ Annual doses of despair and painTick tock Season of RainEventuallyThose nightly terrors and tearsNo longer able to be kept in the cageCome along for the rideEverywhere, emotions host in the heart like tar in valvesOutside of the doorShe carries a rainstorm in her, a flood rising fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2087791/ "Enigma"Word that rings in my ears oftenIn circles of people and standing in the centerI am but an egg unhatched They believe they know the othersShells soft or hard In a variety of colorsThey understand that which seems substantialYet, for some evasive reason I remain unknownMy shell is b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2084630/ Her story was woven from the thread of her heartWritten with a pen made from bone and dipped into the essence of her soul Stitched carefully into the starsA constellation to call her own http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2083576/ The years that have flown seem so longThe collection of memories don't hold as much valueThe despondency and risks are no longer euphemisms to my childhoodRatherA sudden development, a need to take stride the worldSearching for "happy" accidents to come acrossWith one silent wish held in stagnancy a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2076143/ Say it onceThe church bells will ringSay it twiceThe crows will singSay it thriceThe graveyard will bringAll its little friends to welcome you homeAnd maybe, it wasn't a church bell at all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2075044/ Lay the dove to sleep upon the bedWhilst hidden underneath a weave of cobwebsDream DreamDreamEver deeplyWhilst the spider bites off its head http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2075040/ Melancholy eyesBroken windowsNight Fall chillsSore toesNumb legsFalling against icy sidewalksLooking over a quiet city Lights flickering in the distanceThe moon hiddenA cup of coffee in one handA scarf floating in the windStillEven among darknessLingers the sun kiss tails of warmth and lightTha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2074051/ Eyelashes float to rest upon cheeks like black butterflies on nectarThe nectar that drips downwards is clear rather than goldSalty rather than sweetThe storm squeezes the cage where dreams layLike red paste on pavementThe sighs don't come like songsRather, as the screaming of a sawUntil the heart ac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2073170/ Daydreams are like sunriseThey rise as beginnings of hopesBurn slowly across the skies with passionsChilled only by the compadre blueLife flies by on colored feathers and daffodilsThen the vocals echo with a wave of emotionsLove, hatred, a wide range of complaints Until it all Eventual.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2072191/ The first year was a dream, starting in terms of frenemies and soft threats. Every conversation was a quarrel and a challenge. There was never a boring day, and slowly we became used to each other's presence. The second year, one of our friends left and silent awkwardness overcame us. It was still p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2069897/ One would think over timethe world would hold no surprisesThat her name would not remain untoldOne would think over timethat beauty would be naturalthere would be no love in silenceOne would think over timethey would remember herstill she is lostThere was just not enough bullshit to keep her around http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2068831/ Every day is a challenge to myself, a promise to get through today. I might not always make it til night with a smile on my face, but neither have I choked on my fears. The morning starts with a blast from my favorite songs until someone shuts me off. Nevertheless, I hum under my voice while ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2068809/ I slept on a table todayIt was hard http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2068667/ to dreamlife's greatest comfortupon cushion or woodpine scentsimilar to inhaling a smoke form of serotoninhead on a blanket of visions a world so far away floating on the waves of airdown a river bend galaxysimply no longer herea state of nonexistencejust to the point of alarm drift d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2068631/ Sunrise starts with a bounceA jolly whistle to every toe jiggleA violin to every lamppost spinBird's wings will kiss the skiesFish will waltz with PoseidonFree, the green will shoot from its rootsTo meet heaven once more http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2066444/ Python constricts A sickness devouringFrom the inside outIncreasing difficulty to breatheCounting down the days and hoursKneeling before an altar of decayLimb by limb the legs bowThe forehead hits the groundDirt crawls its way into the mouthLike worms, something is wriggling this w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2064578/ Whispers in the nightMorning horrors lasting to twilightConstant assurances from angel faced demonsDear Swallowtailabysmal midnightsRide on fragile wingsCarry sorrows on star windsHeart beat fearsfury and tearswhispers in the nightwarning from two-faced skeletonsDear SwallowtailLet dreams come tonig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2060373/ I hold a lot of love for the world. Maybe even too much, to the point of being self dentrimental. I put too much trust in the little things and too much hope for the big. I don't expect anything though. It's just a grande show of optimism and delusions. While I sit in the rain among a shower of fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2059287/ UnsettlingThat is anxietyWhen a small thing becomes a rolling snowballright off the top of the freezing mountainJust one small off detailthe thoughts become frenzyNo silencejust sweat and jumping kneesNo focustheir words vanishfading into the airAll you can think about is that one small detailOff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2059235/ She brushed her lips with velvet soft petalsthe tickling sensation bruising her mindIt kept her thinking of a boy she used to loveA boy who would sing until she melted to puddlesShe finally opened her palmThe flowers fell on gravelThe gravel led to her heartWired among those veinsthe ticking never l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2056598/ Haunted, dearGhosts from past step to lightMind I cherished, but heartaches instilledI had driven in every stitchStill they smile I washed away the bloodStill they hold out their handsThey beckon me I stepped forwardI don't ever wanna turn backTo fall again in love with mystic to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2056052/ A rose white, petals steepedvelvet curls underneath mebedridden and do I sleepthe four corners of my head surrounded by dear oakclasped tightly between my palms, a bouquet of wormwoodAtlas, do tempest dreamfar avast in weary weavesthread by threadinch by inch24 hours gone byLong loss of luncheon, di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2050005/ She didn't know who she was going to be when she opened her eyesThe world was just as surprisedThere was just this small smiling flowerWho giggled at every rainbow after rain showersAll the creatures that stood taller than this babyAll they've ever known was deceit and hatredBut when this child came.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sgwolf/2044644/