http://slow.writerscafe.org/VelvetPotato The original writings of author VelvetPotato en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775994093 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Always by your side--not beneficial yet benignI was your little tumor--you tried to excise.Hoping one day the toxins would drain,But endured life together six long years,As one in the same--through a complex conglomerate of laughter and pain.You held me tight, then cursed my name,Because.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2796619/ The World drowned, crumbled, and burned -As I watched the soulless bodiesDecompose in the dirt - Without a tear or hearse.Met my Lord, my Savior -Not sure if it was Jesus,Rama, or Allah - but true -Its essence shimmered blue.Figures indistinguishable and clearIn the cold, silen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2786726/ Greeted in smile and warmthInquired about their weekend - Wide eyes - nodded with enthusiasm, charmThen pardoned myself to my deskDid the stacks of inventoryDiligently - without squabbleBought a sandwich and CokeFor Cynthia to avoid the gossipThen He came along -Loud and proud .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2785418/ Fluorescent magenta and neon green,She fluttered with flair for her mid-morning greet,Atop a rounded rim, sipping a fructose drink,Then kissed the petunias with nimble beak,Every June day she came reliably, I grew to know her as my friend,In grace, she swayed elegantly,Yet neurotical.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2783833/ Not a color, a fruit nor tree - I whispered tenderly,In your heart to hearts,Which vegetable would you be?Are you a potato, round and plump,Celery, slim and cut?An orange carrot to make rabbits jump,Crunchy kale to stimulate the gut?He did not answer me, Stared blankly without .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2778032/ Take my hand - And I'll show you the lightA different way of living -A slice of paradiseThe Sun is too hot -And my skin - quite fairI prefer it undergroundIn my dark and damp lairThe sun block is of plenty -And the extra Vitamin DGave simulation to a thoughtMeandering map t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2778026/ She thought herself an average girl,In Merrells with map and Camelbak,But the first walk in Washington State revealed, Through these trees and trunks, she was magic.In fact, she did not tread a step,She levitated leisurely, eagerly ahead,Barefoot, without a jacket or vest,Instead iv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2775280/ How wonderful it is To SeeThe Evergreens line hills diagonallyPrickled needles grasp globes of snowAs if it is their dutyThe day a'new and clearDry yet crisp - the mountain airThe light of lofty sunMelts fluff to slush in glareBeige stone mule deer bucksWith the stumped antlers of SpringTrot timidly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2772469/ I miss the days I never hadI miss simplicityWhere A plus B equals CWithout it being misogynyI miss the years where hopeWas handed out at eighteenWhere hard work and tenacityGot twenty-one hundred square feetI miss a structured pathA certain clarityYour identity your fruitful familyPraying and voting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2771534/ My boyfriend wrote this, and wanted me to share it with you all. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2770660/ aging is like a stalkerbut not a cold killercreased the fair foreheadbehind the browning brushcreak in the right hiplocation by a telephone tipwithout approach, nor harmand insidious charm -testy toe-tappingexasperatedly expectant -gawking eyes staredat the eternal clock wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2770656/ You're a Coke bottle -I do not mean your figure.I mean every shake and jostle -Your contents start to quiver.They never did explode.Just intensely pressurized.So please, pop your top -Let it out and cry! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2770055/ Love is an easy write,A relatable reason for being,A solid defense for strife,The most powerful emotion,That dwarfs any competing commotion,Causes butterflies in chambers,That once held gaping anger,A dizzying gas, irrational past,Addicts and amnesiacs keep going back,So .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2769180/ Diamond HeartPretty and Pristine Sparkled like the SlopeOf Shimmering Powdered SnowPrismed Parallelograms Rigid, non-conforming Not a Hymn for the ChurchNor a Tear for the MourningSublime and Strong Impenetrable IceNot a single arrow impaled,Ornamental atria; cross-sectional sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2769056/ Stood a foot awaySquinted rigidly Boundaries blurry and vague -Ellipses blue or greenImpasto textured twists I felt - but could not "see"Premeditated patterns for somethingCloser scrutinized - would misreadUntil the tailored suit attendant Eased my shoulders back -Dawned upon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2768944/ This is just a set of three short poems. They are in no way related, just fun, easy writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2767695/ Transitioning is LifeCool mist to frigid iceSnow melt to puddle gleamsFlower streams to heat beamsMy season's stuck in FallLeaves auburn chronically Never dropped and died for WinterNever blossomed and alive for SpringRed and yellow webbed crunches Beautifully film fragile gras.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2766726/ When I was twelve, a blossoming girl, My Granddaddy Lou gave me,A hand-crafted, mahogany,Dining chair from the colonial northeast. He said the chair was a gift, From his granddaddy after the war,With “Lewis” etched in vintage script,On the periphe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2765998/ "How to be Free?"Ads listen to conversations -and make eerily relevant recommendations,Corporations deliver parcels -of manicured speech that is partial,Billionaires manipulate the market -While millenials struggle forbargains,Government scolds the working class, "recycle!" -.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2765101/ Lennon LemonsAllowed to "see"But rather, in blueberry skiesIt was Lucy with RubiesTossed and tossedMetaphorically Trojans unlocked the gateFor Greeks to run and playI'd like a cup of teaWithin Harrison, without LSDBut the salad is rottenAnd quite naïveGet on, with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2764723/ Made a listCounted one, two, threeWith every flawDesirable quality But quarrel and resistEverything on that listI guess in the endIt’s biology http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2763984/ Have not seen the seasince early twentiesbut the Mariner saidhe was ready Remind me of thewavering foamscrème azure waning sun butencapsulated time Let’s go to the dockuntie the linesand ride the trade windsfree .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2763981/ I sacrificed the meaningI chopped up the contentFor words like snares beatingAnd rhyming, flowing nonsenseSo when at home readingMy piece is not forgotten Swarming thoughts, repeatingAddicting like sugar fondantBut when faced with seasoned greetingsFrom viewers skeptical of con.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2763738/ I like a white wall I like an empty thoughtA careful observation,Consideration - of nothing at allI like a stoic demeanorQuiet, tried-and-trueI like a plain intentionOn a calm evening with the door ajarBut I also like a chaotic faceA confused conglomerate of thoughtsI like t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2763176/ They say, if you want the answer,Pretend that you have cancer.His annoying, deep sleep snore,Is not a bother anymore.Forgetting to turn off the light -Insignificant, when days are numbered in lifeAn obliteration of old ways,An obstruction of routine thought -Now every ticking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2760155/ Inspired by a book I'm reading about Buddhism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2488884/ For Brian Wilson, it's his RoomFor me, it is my Bath,Marinade the day away,Steam the subdued PlathLulling lake where worries, mistakes,Relax like skeletal muscle,In light sleep just below boiling heat,To forget about your troubles http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2480286/ She wasn't barren like the landscape,From refractory blaze of fire,She was barren like the hope,for future generations - without desire.How can one live guilt-free,Raising an innocent baby,Whose life is riddled with struggles, damnation,From acid rain in crops, dwindling species? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2480164/ Small and soft King,Aquamarine eyes that gleam,Awkward, dysconjugate gaze,Affection cuddle craves, Not much to be said,About your empty, "static" head,But sweet as summer pie,Little "mew" cries,Velvet off-white fur,Generous rumble purrs,Perfect pillow loaf,Ombré, brown .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2479893/ I shuffled to the sidethe sandstone fell asidethe jagged, ninety-degreenow rocky rain debris I bellowed my best "hello!"the redrock canyon echoedinviting in warm embracefor a free-fall heart raceThe edge of the ledgegave not fear, but lifebecause I could fall off,or jump, i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2173431/ Painted purple mountains,Against pastel sunset sky,Sloping greens of pine,Stand on Arching sedimentary lines,Misty stratus clouds,Layered for miles with the trees,The sunken sun gave way,To chilly, ominous gray,The familiar warmth of high light,Disappeared with the day,Instea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2170535/ Don't trust a red car,The owner, a smug lion,Maybe a Big-Shot-Bryan,Views himself as "Czar."Or other, insecure type,Neophyte or prone to side swipes, Chose the red car,To be seen from afar. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2168094/ I had an implement -A thought that pushed A Head -And after just an increment -My day was full of dread! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2168086/ Hotel hostile,Sheets full of Smoke,Gun-hole-shot-shells,From an angry, tired bloke,Twangy tangled hair,In the bathroom faucet, Popcorn ceiling flair,Mustard stucco closet,Paper wall bickerings,From the friendly folks next door,Walmart dryer clicking,Won't turn on anymore,Surp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2168085/ I need a maskTo shield this gasI mean, dropletYes, now not "airborne"But contagious as hell, on a killing stormSo give me a maskFor my protectionSo I can take care of you during infectionBecause if I go downDuring this mass crisisThe world will drownIn this vile virus http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2167035/ Angles of the old, clear face, Stealthy tears in eyes, The white coat man said, "Would be no surprise,"With Heavy Head, and heart ache,"Intubation is where the future lies."He breathed a rapid, fatigued, "yes."Then barked a fit of coughs,Called his distant, worried wife,"This way .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2167034/ This is a roller coaster. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2157509/ Talkin' 'bout my generation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2150562/ To my mother, who may not understand my wacky adventures, and frequently fears them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2146016/ If I was worth it to you,You'd call to hear about my moody blues,You'd listen, and question, and give a care,Say things aren't so bad, actually, quite fair,Would prioritize your longest-lasting friendship,Instead, I'm on the back burner, a thought last minute,I'll tell you what - that ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2143142/ Hollow and Shallow But a heart that is broken Is hard to follow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2139591/ There's nothing worse than a Lukewarm Love,Not passionate enough for marriage and doves,Nor so hateful for middle finger in glove,But comfort enough for an easy hug,Yet distant enough for that rhythmic "off" tug. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2136799/ Late at night, in the midst of the dark,When only the moon beams over the skylark,A hollowness throbs within your chest,Aching, wounded - when you should be at rest,The Sandman, he digs, he gnaws away,At any last sunshine, gleam, or ray,Then uses your stolen, gravel merries,To build hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2132157/ If Life is an Ocean,And the soul - a Rock,How many waves, tidals (erosion)'Til you're sand - by the dock? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2128199/ there is nothing better than a fresh loafstraight from the warmth of the ovena toasty golden, fluffily risen,rounded rectangle - soft satisfaction!although sniffly, scratchy smelling,that tingles and ruffles the nose,that won't impede squishing and loving'Til my perfect bake meows to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2123263/ Hold in that cloud,Hold in that gas,I swear, if I hear that inevitability loud,Deadly, Smelly Sound, I'll pass,Out! Then I'll go about!I'll pack up, skip town,And you and your Tormenting Toots,Will never see me around,Again! So this advice, I'll lend:If you want to keep the peace.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2119838/ Story telling is scary,The thought causes anxiety and weary,A plot, rising action, climax,The potential for the Big Screen, Imax!Exposition and character development,Pages of content that are relevant!Circular characters, interesting ideas,That foster laughter, tears; pleases ya!Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2117720/ A long driveTowards the mile highFrom Wichita to HaysIn and out of a dazeMy young shepherd In the passenger side(Snaps like a GatorCuddles like a doe)As prairie hypnotizedAnd flat pastures rambledOne might think it queerBut I let the baby deer steer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2117501/ Dragged beats of a dying heartIrregular, shallow breathsA being, once vitalWith conversation, complexity and depthRelatives gather 'roundInsidious wetness in eyesYou stand tall, stoic, unchangedWhile they release sorrows and criesThey trickle like raindrops from the roomCurtain.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2116572/ Built up the courage,To see a psychiatrist,She said, "Sit down, Sarah,And give me the gist!""Well you see, doc, I've been feeling low,Wake up everyday without purpose, or of hope,A heaviness drags me wherever I go,And I lie to my loved-ones; they don't even know!"The doc, brow fu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VelvetPotato/2116347/