http://slow.writerscafe.org/hadesarmchair The original writings of author I Cast a Shadow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042544 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When the moon is low, I am high. Is it a coincidence? When I love another, I embrace my present though I meet dissonance that is headlined with our names in neon lights. The sound of broken harps and stomped brass Plays the symphony of my promises. The sound of gravel and failed suicide attempts pla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1759156/ There once was a time when I got to know the rose.It grew ‘neath the moonlight andIt had too many thorns.Its bloom shone like lavaPouring into the milky sky;Its bloom shone like the oceanBefore I should surely die.I noticed it there surrounded By hoards of parasites,All .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1510127/ The Night: A Fantasy -- an erotic exercise  The night is wet. Her fantasies are like a hidden vibration in the air that penetrated my mind. I keep myself restrained as best as I know how; I focus on my work. After a while, it begins to become too difficult to focus and my mind wanders and tem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1195202/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1195201/ Alone I sat; looked up and saidThere no one here �" I must be deadThen She came; and She was hereI knew Her being stole my fearShe swam in a sea of Death ‘n DoubtWhile I watched from the port of my faithful boatMy Lantern was lit with a dim, warm, glowThat shown her f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187508/ After twilight has had its timeThe dew begins to shimmer and shineThe leaves slowly quiver with gentle shakesTrees stretch upward t’ward the sunTwo long golden pillows bend and breathe Divide the morning �" reveal the cleaveSteam rises up from goddess’ treasu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187507/ Golden fields of golden flowersOur time together is golden hoursYour hair, my hands, our lips, they meet‘Neath golden moons and suns, so sweetThe golden honey of life we shareOur selfish life doth has a spareSo shines the lives of those who loveSo fleeting the wings of a golden d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187500/ And then the sun breaks over the horizonAnd melts the misery purged by the seasons of the dead.Warmth soaks our skin and We remember what it is to be alive.Budding blooms open gentlyLike something erotic.The morning dew escapes with hasteFrom the sun who caresses everything.Smoo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187499/ From out of the wildernessFrom out of the blackCame the wild princessThat did seldom turn backShe came without functionsShe came without formsGrown from conjunctionsUnscathed by filthy normsShe runs along with the packBut always against the grainShe bursts with virtue burning bri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187428/ First draft http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187424/ To the girl who looks up at most people she meets,This is for you.To the girl who hates Asian food except for peanut and thai chili sauce;To the girl that listens to black metal and Nick Drake and 90’s pop all in one day;To the girl that takes what is given but never takes,This is fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187422/ Part 1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187420/ I hungerI thirstI’m lostI’m blindTorso quakesShoulders quiverThighs stretchLosing my mindChest hangingTo a pointThe point of pleasureOf no returnBack swayingReclusive playingSpeechless symphoniesThrown away before their endingsSeldom thoughts that end on a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187414/ Found poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1187412/ Shortened Experimental Sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1186968/ Experimental Sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1186966/ Shakespearean http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1186965/ A science fiction tale about a man aboard a mysterious vessel that doesn't seem to have a destination or an origin must discover the truth and the meaning of his existence before time runs out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1132991/ When the winter cold and deadGrips the splinter inside my headI go out into the snowTo renew the seeds I sowThe sun hangs heavy in the skyReminds us of the time gone byHow we’ve grown; what we’ve doneForgotten with the setting sunWhen we come beneath the moon �"Our time grows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1122254/ As an exercise, I used a headline in the weekly paper's Metro section. Rough draft. Teen-Mature http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1113009/ This is an exercise for a class wherein the writer must write someone inappropriately dressed for the action. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1109098/ An ordinary man wandering through life looking for meaning finds an unexpected answer that leads him down a path that may make or break his existence as well as shattering everything he has ever known http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1102390/ When she wakes -- she rouses free of time Unhindered by the world like a goddess; a free spirit.When she moves -- she flows like water;Creating her own path between gorges;Passing through everything.She prepares for me hearty mealsThat satisfy my hungerWhen she cooks -- it is divi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1091930/ Swans are known to mate for life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1089557/ Without using the word of the color described, in less than ten sentences, invoke the color http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1088577/ I saw you standin' there, toes in the sand.What a woman.I got my hands in my pocketsAnd only one thing on my mind.What a woman"You're not like the rest", I thought,Couldn't think a bad thing about you.What a woman.I cast my glances.Your eyes sparkle in the sunIn the moonlight -- what a woman.I give .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1082672/ Who am I?I must be me!I'm more me than I'll ever be.And you, there!You're not me!And you're not who I'm supposed to be!I know who I am.But it's hard sometimesWhen Others are rude;Expecting others to mime.I may be differentMaybe even a lotBut that shouldn't worry you'Cause all the Others, man -- are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1077821/ Asleep in a bottleFollowing the shadow of nothingOf nothingEnigmatic nonsense I plan chaos Rest at the end of infinityKnowing you know nothing brings me peaceBrings me peaceA piece of amusement that lasts a night timeA night time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072782/ It's who I am; not I have becomeI was this way since I saw the dayI see the world all in forever deep printsIt moves around me with colors and texturesThey're noted as symbols all in my brainI assign to them emotions and draw from the painThe pain of toil in a weary world.Flora and fauna, passion, a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072531/ A series I have been working on where each poem acts as if it is already in motion by starting with "And". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072524/ I want to make love to you tonightI want moonlight to graze youI want to hold onto you tightUnder dim skies transcend through.I want to stroke your finger tips Run mine along your thirsty lipsI want to rest my eager palms all along your ready hipsLet the light come in and touch yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072523/ Aimless glintA sudden faceTo finite consciousFrom infinite placeBoth do linger on and onBoth will spiral until gonePerhaps not gone but has gone onYou and I are from dust to dust Betwixt our lifeless wand’ring mustEngage within walls wherein we perceptOur place where d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072522/ Numbers that endlessly encompass a faceTicking and tockingTicking and tockingMust I be trapped by time’s torture and cages?Must I?!Held captive by others idealsCruel walls created by talking wheels!Those void of My reason live in physical cellsThey know the season,Though they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072518/ Written in a bathtub http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072517/ A revised version of the first poem I ever wrote Her. That means this poem was more than 3 years in the making. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072515/ Ago on a bank grew a Gardenia ‘n a RoseThey knew each other’s roots better than the trees knew the vinesThen had come the Winter with its cold icy snowsThe flower stems brittle and the petals no signsThough they look dead and cold within the bankThere still was a clasp in roots.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072512/ I dreamed for nights on the jonquilThat proved to me a false reposeI dreamed for days behind a quillTo find the truth within a rose http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072511/ This one is my favorite of the collection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072510/ Tranquility knows you ‘n your weary dayIt pulls you, it calls you, but patient it staysFor your tired eyes weighing more and moreResistance is foolish so awaits the floor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072508/ The ocean breeze hushes, whispers, and breathesTides drone on endlessly so minds can conceiveThe shore is thy comfort; feel warmth in the sandInhale sleepy air ‘n feel water meet the land http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072503/ The sandpiper calls to you in the nightThe crickets chirp sweetly nocturnal delightThe night is in ways more alive than the dayYet the quietus of night takes our troubles away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072502/ List’ning eyes open is too hard to doList’ning eyes closed gives mind’s eye a clueWhen at night -- soundless -- the universe dronesHush and listen -- closely -- to calm cosmic tones http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072499/ Be you still and still may you beLike the high moon; silent and freeLike the firm ground; trunk of a treeStrength ‘n the comfort with you equal three http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072498/ From a collection of lullabies that I wrote/have been writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1072496/ Let twilight take you soft, my dearIn sleep you'll soar between the hillsWith slumber follows absent fearLike waterfalls and daffodils http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1060260/ Chaos so inconceivable vast and voidVirtuous blackness unpenetrated by lightImmense immeasurable titan abyssViolently devours with an all seeing eyeFrom beckoning swirls of blazing icy swings 'n inharmonious strange flutes playGiving birth to mysterious and silent gaseous cloudsQuiet -- quiet and mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1058290/ Angst http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1058286/ Upon you my glances fallFrom high and dizzy dreamy cloudsYour silent warmthA beckon callThe chaos of a drifting featherYour visage not unlike the weatherA storm --Hurricane.Blizzard. Squall. But sudden sunburstFills me allA smile that warms and thaws the coldEyes that twinkle Gentle y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1058281/ Inspired once again by my recently departed lover is is still very close to my heart and there she will always remain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/1058276/ Something tells me you'll never knowAbout the river that winds and windsIt runs through me clean and purePristine and quenching to every acheEvery drop is worth my lifeEver cleansing and long it goesAround my mind and through my heartMoving me with triumphant beatMoving me with joyous purposeForever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hadesarmchair/997360/