http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dune The original writings of author Cheavel DeLuna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021717 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In 1789, Antoine Lavoisier published a list of 33 chemical elements, grouping them into gases, metals, nonmetals, and earths; Chemists spent the following century searching for a more precise classification scheme. In 1829, Johann Wolfgang Döbereiner observed that many of the elements could be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/1185606/ But when the vastness of the oceanResides inside your heart,It's hard to hide from the moon.But it's harderthan you pretend. So well. In the ocean you're never alone, never asleep.The ocean itself, is sleepThe sea, a dream. Though you thinkYou reach for the sky,For the stars, for the moon... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/1099809/ Stare into your eyes.Staring through your eyes.Through your eyes into your soul.Struggling to etch a piece of myself into the very core of your being.So you cannot ever be rid of me.So when you look into the eyes of any other,You can only see me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/1013283/ Lets start at the beginning. It was Valentines Day, winter of 1996. That was the day that I was born. My born wasn’t an exciting unexpected one like some. Quite contrary to it, it was planned, scheduled for that day exactly. Of course, no one told me of these plans, no one asked me if I was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/841247/ Day 1He stood at the top of the hill, looking down.Everyday Hunter made his way up the hill. Always accompanied by Drune. Everyday the Irish Wolfhound would trot up the hill following his master, and with his master watch over the sheep during the daytime, then, when the sun began to fade over.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/824653/ I tick, I tockI never stopcounting as the days go by.The hands I hold in front of meShow you what the numbers read.I am the clockI never stopI am the teller of the time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/815218/ Cool black mountians.Canyons.Speckled with milky snow. Glass.Shining through.Silver.Ridges strokes and points.Dark side of the moon.Black as night. Ice cutting through.Slicing.Flowing.Making rivers, making streams.Splashing puddles.On the surface,of the st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/797327/ Spines and quills.Tiny hairs.Weave together.Cling together.Making maps of something biggerthat I cannot see. Waves.Like the ocean.The egdes split and fray,curl away. Snowflake threads reaching out.Away.And in the centrea bony rod.Holds it all together. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/797318/ Like a desert.Streams and rivers run dry.And upon the groundthe cracks begin to show.A prayer for water.Scales.Like a Lizard.Or a butterfly's wings.Travel across the ground,searching for a wayout. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/797308/ My hair is longer than it's been in a while. There and back again. The oceans in my eyestell me stories of another time. Another place.Of glory and the grave. The salty water splashes at my conscious.And the ocean breezes doubt my will to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/788013/ Blue skies.Open eyes.Blank stares. White hare.Ocean of sand.Swallow me whole. Dark sun.Bright moon.And all the stars as your witness. Looks like a whole world.From my seat upon the clouds. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/777738/ Bruised knees.You were so young then.Heavey balloons tied to your hand.Carry your head high.It's broken china dishes.It's mistakes that make you older.You canibal, you shall shall be fogiven yet.No matter the size of your wrists.You makes the world seem so sad and beautiful.But don't the t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/774188/ Skin, bones. Metal and woes.Black tipped feathers, twisting writhing. I'd alwasy wished i could dance. Like the spider.My jealousy.Leather face.Devils prodigy. The moon reflects of stained glass walls.Cluttered with graffiti. When fiction turns into truth.Charm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/772416/ The shadow of clouds upon your snowy landscapes.The wispy shapes above my head. The infinite space between my words.Filled with light of unimaginable size. Trying to escape.From themselves. A thousand  moons. A thousand faces.Flying without wings.Trying the catch the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/772040/ In your eyes,the birds of fascination fly. Tell of resolutions broken in the past.Yesterdays visions, todays hope,tomarrows failure. Their voices the shardsof empathy in empty casket.Curiosity beats the overwhelming urge to run away. Undiscovered euphoia,in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/760367/ As I gaze upon the ocean,the tides turn black.For your moving forward.And I'm moving back. The air around megrows thinner from lack,of peace of mind.And the books you gave me pilled up in a stack,against the wall waiting for someone,to finish them. For I still canno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/757913/ Its white.All white and blue. Deep blue sand, mixing with grey snow.Snow that falls from cloudy skies. Clouds so deep,so blue they are almost black. There are horses there.On the beach. Thats what it is,a beach. A beach with salty air and clear oceans.Oceans so clear you can see.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/756836/ For many red is consitered to be the colour of passion.I tend to disagree with this assumtion. I feel,white would be more suitable for this position. The colour of sin. Forthere is nothing in thisworld I can think of,more pasionatethan murder. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/756777/ Like rain that patters on the windowsill,or drops of dew that cling to morning grass. So my thoughts of being, wander. Away from the places I call home,and the faces of people I call my own. To things that cannot be explained,people that to me have no names.To.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/755104/ Voodoo and contempt.Your heart is lost to mercy and friend. Take your brother by the heart,with song as soft as lambs wool.Grab your brother by the hand,drown him in the river of fools. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/748010/ Poison angel.My work of art.With wings so rich,and eyes so bold. My pretty birdie,your feathers bright,eloquent and stirring. Pretty birdie,such moving hues,like ocean skies at break of night. Who once was my greatest enemy,now my closest friend.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/748007/ Put my faith in tarot.But can mere vellum,save my life. Gave everything to astrology.But my stars are feeting,keep falling out of sight. Looked for sight in numbers,But numbers lack eyes.Only go so high. Searched for truth in the palm o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/747019/ Yesterday I was inspired,and today I must have realizedhow much moreI could write. If I simply didnt limit myselfto the free forced habbit I've abtained. Over the weeksand monthsand years. To something more extraxagant,or even a little less.then maybe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/744895/ The dance of dolpinsas they weave through oceans cluches. The salfy chime of rough sea wavesas they sing their sad old songs. Like the wispered claim of rocks,as they clatter against their brother. And the swift sea air that blows,so softly through my long and wint.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/744894/ If only you could see,how much there is to me. But everything is blue. It may not seem likeI have much to say, but thats beacuse i have to much,and not enoughof luck. Standing still for days. First to come is first to go,but i dont have to worr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/740500/ A thousand facesAll seeing eyes search your faceAll one body, mad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/740482/ The moonlight shines around you.The city set ablaze,burns down to the core,ashes fall where they may.Hot ember ashes fall through snow filled skies.The picture is broken.But I am at peace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/739948/ I dont often see solder in my dreams.Their bodies drug to safety.But their conscience left behind.Forever fighting,a war that can never be won. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/704511/ Drops of water.Run apart.Run together. Run apart. Always changing, always moving.Never stoping, never aging. New age, is cosmic love. Lava lamp and the lamb, together.Once, and soon again. The chapter that could never be written.Because the letter symbols could n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/676773/ Machine.My lover, my machine. Rabbit.My machine. Poison to my suffering,sweat. Sweet suffering. Leave me at my door, but wait inside my room,hidding under sheets of gold,cut me open.See my soul. Take the body.Robed in skies,to the ocean, leaft to d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/673510/ The mask is steal. The mask is stone.Covering up,the soft underneath. The fragile glass, that wears away,from batter of words,and thoughtsastray. The mask is deceiving, convincing,protecting. With time it seeps, and meldswith you.Hardening, tougheningyour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/650616/ Mouse you lovely thing,i love to hear you sing.The way your feet sound on the floor,as you scamper through waiting door.To eat the scraps,i left for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/650610/ Cold water runs.Words spill out.Misspelled,wrong. Curious.Do you understand it?Resonance. Harmony in the air.It floats and quivers.Reaching my ears.Broken notes.Shatter,tear. Listen.Drink it up. The music fulls your body.Opens your mouth... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/643868/ The air is cold with ice, sharp as the teeth of lions.Your lovely door left unlockedas you make your way to dreams. Careless.As a child at play.But even children dissapear. Alice. You've left your lovely door unlocked, again.The White Rabbit is soon to come.Come to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/642962/ Your looks are what you live for little Lilly.If your lucky, they live for you. Stitch up your silken skin little Lilly,as it hangs close off your shouldersand hides the bones within. But i can see past it all little Lilly. Powder and paint, little Lillycause .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/642562/ Never, forever, whatever. I cant write and i can rhyme,and as for you, i dont give a dime.So put that pencile down on your pageand let your spirit find her way. Because your mind has come so drab,and cobwebs hang from empty selvesthat once were filled with pages.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/642542/ Drop it, its dead.Black verse spoken,lymerick, lyrical. Epic, edgy.Free verse, heavy. Fiends,go down,into darkness, into wind. Understanted overbear.Whiter, golden,blackened armed. Outside the city. no longer alone,audatious soldier,left f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/634798/ Thistles, thorns.Your thoughts.Our Unicorns. Lets get together,one last time. Angels.Quiet criminal,still. Just forget about everything.For a little,bit,longer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/632866/ Heaven dreams about you.My heart beats fast,my breath is slow. The open window beside your bed,where the breeze flows through.Ripples sheets of whites whites.And tones of blackest black. And your out side,waiting,for snow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/629062/ Cranberry air.Were all just breathing,cranberry air. Stawberry pie.Lights in your eyes,reflect pictures back to me. Purple mist,rains down on you.Heavy hearts.Hearts of glass. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/629059/ Painted recored hang suspended between my words.Hang in there.They say. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/617899/ fiction, fiction it is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/616012/ I rest my eyes,lay down my head.The battle is finished,the war is lost.People are missing,was it worth the price? Sleepless nights,yet time goes by,never a souldoes wonder why. The enimy fell,years after their rule.They never could salvage,the pride .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/610963/ Im the one who draws you in.Sets you freeand rights your eyes.I kiss your cheek in evening light,then later guides you through the night. When you gaze into the skies,and and black seems all around you,I am there for you to see,that hope is ever near you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/610933/ this is fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/607970/ written for a friend on mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/607969/ I had I thought.That surely should pleasemost everyone, brought to there knees. But as the wind drifts through the woods.So my thoughts were taken,to places beyond my vision. Never will they be seen again.Nor heard from,to the very end. But better for them to n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/607968/ Horses in my dreams.Like waves.Like the sea. Marigold in novels,of unspoken questions. Speak to me heavenly.For I have lost my way.Open my eyes,and let me see orange skies. Rivers run through valleys.Like tears.Like a dead man. Let me hear the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/605323/ written from the dream of a dear friend =] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/603263/ wrote this about the movie of the same title, i never got to finish it so i guessed at the ending.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dune/603240/