http://slow.writerscafe.org/BlankCaption The original writings of author Joshua W. Harris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007399 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As per the usual, just another little piece that I write to get my emotions out on paper, or on screen. Hope you enjoy it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1753593/ His bruises fresh as summer air,His bones as sore as hell.The blood he sheds pools on the floor,Though in a few days he'll be well.His body mends, his bones will set,And time will smooth his scars.Until another war comes o'er the hills,And his flesh once more is marred.To gro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1726839/ Just another piece of poetry written in the throes of crises. When sad or angry, or consumed by helplessness, to write is to save one's soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1589120/ Another dreary piece of writing inspired by the tough times that we all face. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1529228/ Joanna has completed her task, but she finds that Victor's scheming knows no end, and she may not leave unscathed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1511110/ Just a quick poem I wrote while feeling a little lost and quite a bit more disparaged. I know it's short, but I hope you guys like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1501838/ Ellis has discovered the origin of the Bristol infestation, and is on his way to meet a vampire prisoner who might be able to help him. However; on his way he is intercepted by a mysterious woman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1497988/ The central hub of Bristol is a booming metropolis as well as a dilapidated cesspool--the perfect breeding ground for the dead and the damned. One man seeks to end the unwanted infestation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1474473/ I started writing and accidentally used a lot of A's in the first part and B's in the second, and just went with it after that. I stopped before hitting Z because I felt it would start feeling forced. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1469926/ Joanna Nixon finds herself in a precarious situation in which she faces certain death. Only a mysterious visitor can spring her free...for a cost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1469475/ A Vampire who saw the birth of his race re-awakens in the fifteenth century, and reignites an age-old conflict with the mother of his species. Only one woman has the knowledge to stop him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1469470/ A piece of poetry written beneath the stars. Steeped in internal frustrations while learning the life of the vagrant and cooling my body to the bone. Let the warmth forever die. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1436697/ Anxiety and Stress wrote this piece. What a team they are. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1416974/ A dark piece that I just randomly wrote in a few minutes out of nowhere. Not sure where this sort of piece really came from, but it just sort of happened. Hopefully it isn't too much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1409695/ Just a piece written while in a bit of a foul mood. Needed to get out my anxiety and my frustration, and this is what came out. =P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1386764/ Just a random piece I wrote whilst laying in bed and thinking. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1376493/ The product of finding another human being whom seems to be able to see to the deepest parts of my mind and heart without opening them. Something I have never known. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1375394/ A piece that I wrote whilst idly waiting for a customer at work. Mixed with other emotions and concepts that were roiling around. Hopefully it is enjoyable. It was quickly written and a bit sloppy. xD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1375393/ A random piece that came out of nowhere. I decided I wanted to write a more story-based poem, and this is what I came up with. xD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1368611/ Another piece found in a cluttered mess of poetry I had forgotten I had penned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1353629/ A little piece that I had forgotten I had written some time ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1353619/ Not a Poem, but not really classifiable as anything else they have on here. Akin to my piece "Hope". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1253781/ Just something simple I wrote today whilst in the throes of crisis. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1212163/ Not a poem, not a story, not really anything that I could have chosen as a type. Just a random piece that I sat down and wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1195908/ Random Poem. Just Sat Down And Wrote, And This Is What Came Out. xD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1179183/ Experimental, Sub-Par Piece. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1176028/ A Dark Day, A Dark Write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1175789/ Just another spur of the moment write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1153716/ Hark!Hear ye the sound I make,The words that tumble out.I shan't repeat them e're again,Give an ear to what I spout.Hark I say! The end is nigh!The words fall on empty ears.I should have known, after all,I have called for many years.So I pack my bags, I sing a tune,As I mosey down the way.My pages c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1107896/ I beseech you darkness: please, do stay,Twixt the echoes in the passageway.The sounds here bounce, and toy, and play,Till all is bound by slow decay.I ask you: please, don't leave me here,Alone with all these creatures queer.In tunnels dark, they are revered,A thought to issue pangs of fear.For when.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1107883/ I sit twenty stories,Above city glories,On a picnic bench of pine.I hear all the laughs,I hear all the cries,Oh what a city of mine.The lights keep on flashing,The music keeps thrashing,If you're wise to what you must hear.It has seen many woes,And many great foes,But this city of mine doesn't fear... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1071918/ I wish I could make you understand,The darkness I have seen.I know that people all have felt,And been the places I have been.But it never stops and the sun is down,Never to rise again.I have stopped hearing the sound,Of the tears that fall as rain.Acid washed and worn to bone,I am .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1005358/ Take it how you will. A single verse was all I felt I needed to explain myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/1005352/ A story loosely based off of the tale of Moses with a sci-fi twist to it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/998490/ A rough night breeds the words of a tortured mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/997647/ Those SmilesThe walls keep spinning within my mind,The wheels of life just turn and grind.But all that will come to a stop,If ever our bubble will fall or pop.If ever we were to be torn apart,My life would stop and my death would start.I can’t be here without my love,Watchi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/997473/ A sad little tale about a destroyed home that I wrote when I was in high-school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlankCaption/997468/