http://slow.writerscafe.org/coyemerando The original writings of author Oydrin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776066629 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Taken at Kure, a fishing village in Kochi, Japan. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2822592/ a joke http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2806544/ A joke http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2805960/ Progress does not always say "woke up like this". As for possible shaming yada-yadas, over explaining insults readers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2804030/ A song I've written some time back; am posting only now, and am finishing only now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2803534/ A song I wrote some time back, but am only posting now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2801390/ Look into the future Make a plan and build a House of CardsIf your heart is broken would you recognizeits glass shardsAnd finally reveal what you're protectingWhen you only know exactlyWhat you're best atbest inHolding my breath while building you up, yeahGet yourself a paperTake.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2771021/ An attempt at dark humor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2767610/ For March http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2766264/ There are things we do out of our naturePicture me, caring freely for youThere are things we do not let get past usSo consider this part of it tooThere are things that are not there when wantedAnd how much do we all need them so?Do complete people ever feel empty?I would think that the answer's not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2764829/ My attempt at humor and sarcasm... and at glorifying certain kinds of buffoonery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2764599/ ...And if they're close by you that's when you'll know that I'm already there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2764189/ A random video of a peacock flaunting its tail showed up in my YouTube feed some weeks ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2763197/ Verse IIs there a place in the world of love songs,For such as the one that I'm trying To write for you and meIs there a place in the world of love songs,For such as the one that I'm tryingTo sing; can you hear it?I'm all for keeping clothes onBut (just) leave your naked heart, openVerse 2Is th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2763060/ A comedy poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2762611/ A joke I posted on my Facebook page http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2761771/ Any relationship entails that people are on the same page. Mutual understandings apply not only to romantic and sexual partners. We ought to be as intentional and respectful with friendships too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2761699/ An expression of wanting to express love, and experiencing insomnia http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2761695/ Thoughts in my dorm on a workday evening http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/2761691/ 'Tis not all it can be, but a gorgeous thing is love -My words describe no any other way,than blandly; leaves a poet all to feel and none to sayHow could such a thing be not sent from above?'Tis not all it can do, but quite courteous can be loveThat mirthfully relinquishes the dayUnshaken, howbeit s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1855912/ Should someday in my searchingI should stumble on the thought,That my faith was in vain And that my prayers were for naught,That angels are of fictionAnd that God is of the mindThat heaven is not waited onBut something that you findThat purgatory is a conceptGiven to the foolsAnd the real fires.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1841928/ Some reflections. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1838543/ Words and deeds by actual people in the past 4 years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1838537/ I wrote this when things started to feel hackneyed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1838535/ An unsent letter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1838528/ Something done randomly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1838525/ How to learn fromthings you cannot unlearn willfully using things you are obliged to learn:ONE: We are currently leaving the realm oflogic and venturing into the realm of the heart,The heart is a clumsyanimal often guilty of gross negligence, particularly lack .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1830349/ It is never todevalue the multitude of beautiesThat I write to a raritysuch as thee,From whom I delve inthe pleasureOf an awe-strickenspectator,To thee, o Ms. Olivia,verilyIf it weren’t for thenatureOf the words thou say’th,OliviaI’d been c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1823471/ A hero and a killer have the same vocabularyThe word salvage being a favorite of both,It is salvation to the former and destructionbeyond recognition to the latter, a spectator cannot help but grieve for a violated beingbut celebrate for a purified soulThe word salvage, recurring in heroes and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1823309/ She shared her name with the queen of Spain. For the first time, I, had loved in vain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1772392/ Thoughts from the "perils" of "looking beneath the surface", instead of "beyond what is seen." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1769153/ I leave to books the task of answeringQuestions that I never askAnd poetry to questions that I do,For it would take a madman To read things that are not worth his timeAnd it would take me to write about youSome dreams are made for elegiesBut you deserve sweet love songsThat's a thing I don't de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1768797/ Forgive my utter sarcasm!Not because it is wrong,But for the sake of your polite society,As unreal as it often accusesFor it becomes exhausting,When manners are mere methodsOf meaningless banterAnd lame excuses;And anti-social behaviourThat I need not be sorry for,Given the multitudeOf attendan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1768597/ A poem about frustrations of brought forth by peculiar inclinations. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1768311/ She never thought well of the hairs on her skin, until hedid; at a time they were both needy, and lonely as each other.  Two hard truths had brought them together. He became hernecessity, and she became his, eventually. She let him know, more or less o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1768276/ On struggling morally. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1767833/ On resilience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1767831/ This is the original and unspoken version. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1767812/ You are just another star in the galaxy that I've come to know; Siting in close proximity to the planet next to me.And I think if only to reach you, knowing:If I could think better than the best way that I can,Perhaps we would be closer, but every now and then;It strikes me, that you are just a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1767806/ Welcome I wholeheartedly,The pangs of truly knowingThe fact that my life's greatest love,Is someone else's owningThat someone else enjoys the kissI hoped to be enjoying;And someone else is thanking God For granting him her loving! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1734273/ On what people say and do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1734149/ The heart that seeks no place has found its ownWithin the realm of knowing the unknownThat celebrates the undiscovered starsWhose tears at night rain down on hidden scarsWith words that come as metaphors by dayBy nightfall goes to mind and stays to playWho, mocked by those with laudable successSurre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1733122/ On growing and outgrowing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1733118/ Written in the Filipino language. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1733112/ I write you my dear with the hands of my heart,And the honesty of my soul;A letter that when read may be torn apart,But the thoughtfulness nonetheless wholeWith meek words and kisses and some roses too, From which thorns my hands bled for the ink;That this letter I write when your skies are un-.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1733109/ Inspired by gorgeous sights I thrive, Which makes inspiration shallowThat shots of brandy exaggeratesLike it does to everything elseFor I'm yet to meet a gorgeous sightThat proves itself to be genuineThat a glass of water cannot drownWhether or not it is swallowedAnd if in this lifetime I meet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coyemerando/1733107/