http://slow.writerscafe.org/danevloviel The original writings of author Dane V. Loviel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038589 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Another bad love poem for nobody in particular http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1616392/ An extremely minimalist, but very personal, take on romance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1421393/ Being MeBeing me is hard, you seeMuch harder than being you.If you were me then you would seeThe things I have to do.Being me, I truly thinkIs a curse from Hell,Which is why I have decidedTo be someone else!Oh me Oh my, it seems that IHave done something quite wrong.My new body's old and rotten,I us.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1308873/ The serenity of walking through a completely dead part of the city at night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1201018/ A very short poem, on being away from one that matters. For Jordan, whom I have complete faith in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1201017/ A love poem, such as that it attempts to describe love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1201016/ I am Lord of my domain - the domain of WordEntire worlds expand and blossom within it.Transient as the moon are the laws of my domainand its subjects just as adept.Word moves and shiftsa web woven of articulationan enigmatic gesture.A page runs through my hand like timeand in turning does it uncover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1018909/ The intimacy of two men in free verse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/1007381/ It all started one greyTuesday morning, as the lovely Anise, our subject, turned the corner ontoanother typical New York street. Her eyes, severe and sharp, scanned thedenizens with haughtiness, judging the way they live their lives. Clicking andclacking, Anise’s heels announced to the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/987011/ Lifeconsists of three things: food, sleep, and the pursuit of Love. The first twoof these three life-giving activities are, to me, important for obviousreasons. You literally would not be alive without them. But love - deep andpenetrating love - is necessary on an altogether more profound l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/987006/ SadnessPiercing, seething, throbbing sadnessMy chest constricted, every breath a fight against myselfAnd although my heart keeps beating, there is no life in my veinsSadnessThe sun outside taunts me, for I have no warmth in meAn icy hand is sifting through my memories, stirring up pain and tearsI se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/942358/ This little game has been going on for weeks. I go into the coffee shop for a cappuccino and I sit in the arm chair in the corner, and every day she comes in, she orders a chai tea latte and she sits at the table across from me. Every day, I catch her glare, and she knows I only notice bec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/793104/ There is a monsterIt is forever judging with many eyes.Its tongue is bitter ash which spews nothing but lies.Death on its mind and blood on its claws,Loathsome in beauty it expounds all our flaws.Corruption to the brink of insanity!Ahh, we see the true colors of humanity.Here comes the monster, so d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danevloviel/774868/