http://slow.writerscafe.org/S_Immaculate The original writings of author Stoned Immaculate en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776055892 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A witness- for strangers can’t seeThe real me.Invisible man Gift or curse-  That’s hard to see Can I yield Baldwin’s sword- worthy or unworthy? The sword too heavy?Meditation disturbed-  breaths and mantra cease How many lives until  We a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2177980/ Baby bird- broken wingBaby bird- I wanna hear You sing againBaby bird- broken wingI wanna heal your pain Your sorrow drives me InsaneBaby bird- broken wingI was blindMaybe I didn’t want to see Your beautiful voice Was drowning in miseryBaby bird- broken wingSere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2177979/ Sticks and Stones break bones... And words do too. Sometimes with more detrimental effects http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2068302/ We stand on the shoulders of Giants. 🌅 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2064359/ Everybody has demons. Although, It’s impirtant to recognize some people’ demons are more malevolent than others. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2061766/ Skin Bleaching/ Skin Whitening creams. connecting the dots across cultural (dotted) lines (Take 2 🎬) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2056791/ Words sharp as daggerClenched by Star Crossed LoversPlunge deep into souls’ fire.Love bleeds out And pools in voidWhere Sounds of SilenceEcho.Dawn of ruinRises on House builtIn Hathor’s spirit.Pride’s storm washes empathy away.Foundation laid with adorationF.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2056788/ At the start of the new year, I became really down, as I felt unfilled. There was only energy to got to work and go home. I wasn’t living; I was only existing.... Doing better now 😎✊🏽🖖🏽 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/2035637/ Inspired by Earthgang’s A.W.O.L (ie Strays with Rabies Album). Didn’t intend to make this a poem, as it’s really just a collection of thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1973031/ Charolettesville; The ALT-Right: https://news.vice.com/story/vice-news-tonight-full-episode-charlottesville-race-and-terror http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1950126/ Specters of fear Specters of Hate Are reimagined propagandaLike a grand Hollywood remakeScripting our country’s Historical and Political Landscapes.Is he Uncle Sam or Charlie Kane?Love on his termsBy any means19th Century hopeCrushed by avarice In the land of oppo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1947723/ UCAV in the skyUCAV in the skyBink twiceBOOMFathers MothersBrothersSistersGenerationsDIE http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1946553/ Entry 1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1943560/ Where the sun's rays Dissipate and no Longer sustain golden dreams, The insidious Giant Sequoia Stands tall on Sovereignty Hill. Blessed by Machiavellian Nature Grand branches span Generations in time,Degradation intertwined With the Curse of HamTransgressions gracing 15th and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1929197/ Free yourself through Knowing yourself. The key for any radical or revolutionary. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1889623/ The mirror is mystical.My Gypsy Eyes are fixed On the crystal ballMounted to the wall.The past, The future,The truth, Mental mirages Intertwined with fantasyAre Abstract reflections Juxtaposed on a plane.Only my eyes can see.The Past,I only see disdain.The Present,I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1856526/ A man,A womanTwo hearts Walking to Morrison's crooning blues,Through the doors of passion,They find Moonlight Drive.And climb towards the moonAscend past the luminous Stars in the skies,Ascend past the impending collisionOf the sister galaxies,And find themselvesIn the tranqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1851568/ Lead has taintedNature’s vitality. Money drained awayFaucets tap fool’s goldCorrosive reservoir waterSold to our families.Bottled water is tethered To our sides.Failure strangles the State,Failure strangles the EPA,Failure strangles Capitol Hill.Who is responsible .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823426/ Sounds of soul silencedCo-opted art formNo longer belongsTo heirs of Electric Gods.The genesis releasedBlack Lightning,Blue Thunder,A soulful storm.Mr. Freed’s watered down notesDilute diamonds buriedBeneath the Chitlin Circuit’s ashesGatekeepers distort history.B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823425/ Why lay wasteTo nations;Cultures of human beings?Regardless of ideologyBinding our minds,Shaping our beliefs.We all bleed,Experience hunger,Desire EternalLove,Intense adorationShared betweenA king and queen,Wish to mold heirsManifestingTheir destiny,Reaching beyondS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823417/ Innocents scream"Gimme Shelter"As bombs rain on innocence.Earth-Daughter weeps,The westward horizonEchoes her pain.Despairing stones rollTrying to escapeThe fiery boom,Civilians fade into devastation.Leaving behindA city besieged,Crossing over intoSeven eternal planes,S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823413/ Bowls and music,Lucid vibes deterGhouls from hauntingMy paradise.Inhale,Exhale,Clouds escape.A ménage of nourishingBass lines,Melodies,And rhythmsCaress my eardrums,Revitalizing my soul.Floating in the perimeterWelcomed to a cypher with GiantsWe are Stoned&hellip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823412/ Sitting in Emma Frost Window cracked. I take a toke. when i exhale. The smoke escapes Through the window. I see this joint As reminiscent of time. A session is a dayYou experience it. Then it's gone Forever; You'll never encounter Another like it. I desire A life .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823411/ Lost soul free fallDown the Rabbit Hole.No Wonderland,No time or dimensions;The Twilight Zone.Grip on sanity disintegratesThis darkness my homeFull of fire and brimstone.Lost soul free fallDown the Rabbit HoleHope's rays shineLife's ill will tideSubsides.Alas the tribulat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823409/ Insidious despair ravages my spirit,A Black Death devouringMy humanity.Night terrors become realityWhen pendulums begin to swing. In vast, abyss of darkness.Demon's howls drown my screams.Each pass brings uncertaintyFeelings of hopelessnessCan last for eternity...Over roars of bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823408/ Unsure you'll comprehendMy sentimentsI stay reticent...In your presence There's comfort; I canVent with no worriesSomething not feltWith too many.Admiring more than Your aesthetic features.It's what's inside.Not looking for love.Maybe an inamorata?My fear; I'm SamsonYou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823405/ I fast in dismal desert Plains. Planes spanningForty days time.Trying trek, scanningHeavenly horizons for signsTo steer my gracious willToward oases of Eden.Desires endeavor to prune wiltAnd rot from sevenPrecious roses rooted behindBountiful Bohdi trees.Divine stalks shall be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823404/ Your enchanting beautyIs a luminescent moonGuiding me throughThe dark canyon Beating within...As sensual warm windsBlow my heartWhispering gentlyOver the dreary peaksThrough the bleak valley;In your embraceI find tranquility. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823402/ The cigaretteThe penThe left and right handAmerican SpiritFor his nervesInhaling slow deathNicci unwinds the man.The Mortal writesHoping to escapeDemise.Strokes from his penLeave inklingsof Immortality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823399/ The night Lingers and I dreamThe day I passed throughGLASS CEILINGSForcing the proletariatTo sacrifice peace of mind.Reinforced with fortunate astuteness,My niche in the North And the East sideOf America’s dreamIs solidified.As the SunBegins her danceWith the horizo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823396/ A goddess moldedFrom mens'carnal fantasies.My lips massageThe sweet spotOn her neckIntractable hands,Compelled by passion,Roam to exploreHer breast and G-SpotMoaning she saysDaddy I'm your w****I saidLittle mamma show me more.Seductive motions Transitions into downward .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/S_Immaculate/1823394/