http://slow.writerscafe.org/metalpossum The original writings of author Alex Paulsen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021597 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Majestic daughter of the woods, the trees bow for their dameAs if the wind served under her, in honour of her nameAnd as the sun glows from above for her to see the dayThe path ahead holds out his hand so she can know the way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1587228/ Take my handAnd soar with meArms outstretchedGliding freeLet's watch the starsAs they pass byGoodbye earthAnd your blue skyNow here we areAbove the restForever flyingNorth, North-West?Travelling forwardNever backGetting coldAnd very blackNow it's timeFor us to perishWith memoriesWe'll always cherish http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1334309/ [Your name here]Much time has passed,Or maybe only a little,When we're not talking, almost no time passes at all..."Plink, Plink, Plink" A piano accompaniments a cello in my mind, The music is like a broken record when I need to think,The high pitched G, over and over,I just sit here, dwelling on ol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1264284/ A brief passage of epistemology explaining my lack of certainty in all things regarding both Theism and Atheism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1210847/ No light shall shine, upon my doorThe chamber; cold, too dark, and smallSilence stands to scream at meAs I await the gallows' call http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1122573/ A short take on mental illness. Originally planned out as song lyrics, I felt the need to emphasise the lack of structure, or differences in structure a patient can possess. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/1093841/ Dear InspirationAlthough your existence is only abstract, your origins are quite intriguing.I remember a time when you borrowed from the prose of a drummer,Stole from the minds of a Philosopher,And taught me behaviours of the elder.I remember you sitting between me, and those I loveEvery day as long.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/966779/ Emphasis on well-cultured historic events of artistry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/961316/ What is money without purchase?What are values without purpose? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/961192/ Some few years ago, I would have loved to have not so much restarted humanity, but at the very least placed a full stop on it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/960422/ The blood drips from my noseMy veins are weakI grow tiredWhy can’t it continue In a more violent manner?Why must it clotAnd spare me my life?Sometimes I'd ratherFor it to never stop at all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/960386/ What if everything we know of God (or Gods) happened to be the work of Satan himself? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/metalpossum/960265/