http://slow.writerscafe.org/secretwindow The original writings of author Pól en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022512 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An autobiographical piece http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/2772488/ Dick,Dick,DickDick,DickHEAD. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/2772364/ Everyone thinks their mum is the best in the world. Mine must be close. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/2771100/ I want to die,wither, a sighleave all behindno kithno kindnothing that binbs.Fretsfearand the searing searing painvanish.Extinct.Just like me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/2119607/ Scotland the braveScotland be braveBreak your shacklesScotland say yes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1413680/ Initial thoughts, will tidy later http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1407242/ Un seisiúnAka " a session"Ingredients;2 or more Irish peopleMusicGenerous amount of the black stuffMix the ingredients thoroughly, ensuring that each Irish person receives at least 8 pints of the black stuff. Simmer for a few hours, before bringing to a boil.  leave overnightAdd a touch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1405244/ Is it better to love,loselive in the pastlife beginningwhen you met her?Or do I care that your hairIs a lighter hueor that her beauty and charmmy senses disarmmore completely than you?And what does it matterthat when we embraceface upon faceI feel silk,not lace? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1401129/ when they tore that treea mighty oakfrom the earthit left an ugly gapa voida space that could not be filledwhich reminds meof the day she left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1401083/ Boots primedreadyfor that final stepto freedom...glory...heaven, or maybe...what the hellyou'll be immortal either way.So go aheadkick that f*****g door in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1395005/ I would if I couldpero no puedoI would shout out loudpero no tengo una vozI would run up that hillpero me temo que me caeríaand I would tell you I love yousi me amarías. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1363055/ I waitand despairmy last breathso distant.I want to die.To leave this all behind.Shuffle off,as the bard would say,this mortal coil,be at peaceno more worries, fears, regretsjust nothing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1357401/ British justiceChinese resistanceItalian courage (nailed on)Australian culture http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1354462/ Torn between dimensionsone and ten,these tangled threadsvibrate; a symetrical webthat binds the starswith celestial dust.Spinning and spinningso fastatop the multiverserusset red, violent orangea cacophoney of silence.Here; the Nazi's vanquish the Alliesthere, the dodos and dinosaurs togetherbuild a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1354122/ Summit I saidsummit I donewhat on earth was itthat made her run?She, young and vivicaciousand built just rightI'd need my viagrato stay the night.She, vibrant and freshI, a sad old git.Why didn't it work?Just can't fathom it!And when I flailedand started to sagI requested a breakto change my colosto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1353421/ My bones; they achemy heart; it bleedsmy mind; a broken record of you...you...you...you...you...My life; a blurred reminiscenceof implausable improbabilitieshideous clichesmountains to climboceans to swim.I would have met each challenge;slayed every dragonto kindlethat warmth we both feltand the lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1352088/ Sofie whimpersfrom her bedclose to mine.Bad dreamssplinter her restas i speak words of comfortreasurance,that she is safe.She does not hearand yetthe crying stops. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1317873/ From Passengers Feather on the Clyde http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1297747/ Pray, William tellOf the places you've beenThe sights you've seenWith that one good eye.At times its beenvery very hardI knowand you've been drainedfor other's gain.But fear notFore you will rise againAnd you and Iconnected foreverwill remain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1274906/ Hi sorry for bothering you again-  just wanted to talk to someone and you were the first person I thought of- pretty pathetic really I suppose, given that you are on the complete other side off the world and have no interest in me.  I suppose it shows what a loner I've become.anywa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1269441/ Eloquent?Sophisticated?Beautiful?Yes, and no.Words fall from a lazy  tongueAdjectives abjectly inadequate hard lashes fluttera brief glimpse of the soulsettling down to supperdevouring the nightthe lap-dogs waitunder the tablea falling crumba tasty morselof the brilliancethat illuminates h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1250831/ for those people who don't realise they are special http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1246981/ I am largegreydrabdelapidated,a facade,mocking better dayscasting a heavy shadyover chic terracota condosthat have gaily sprung upall around me. They starethey squeezeI struggle to breathI yearn for light.Embarassedthey avert their eyes ignore me as the paint peelsand rust sets. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1245235/ Is anyone listeningto the tortured criesringing outover and overin this accursed placethe screamsof defeated menforced to watch their women and children tortured and rapedbefore merciful deathends all their painand quells the riverof tearsor has all the noiseaffected our ears? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1232614/ this world is cracking upevil forcesmalignant growtha hideous carbunclethe fissures deepenas the furrowed brows of decent soulsgaze upon the rotting fleshand contorted expressionsof men women and kidsoffered upsacrificedto satisfy the greedof men in smart suits and suave sophisticated smilesdevoid o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1232581/ I pantI praychest risinghoping for a better dayno more gamesto playwater passedall at seacrimson dotstranslucent speckled spotsinsignificant indifferenthatefulcracks upon the surfaceonce smoothwith timefissures deepcreeptake holdand strangle lifehairy hands on porcelin skinweeds smoother t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1232524/ paulj_poneill http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1232237/ I hopeI hopeshe gets a big dogto hugI hopeI hopeshe makes a lot of noiseI hopeI hopethe road keeps risingthe breeze blowsI hope I hopesome day I'll do itmake that callI hope I hopethe tide is turning sea's churningengine runningturn the whole thing off.I hope I hopeits gonna turn out rightI hop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1232208/ Life's shortplay the gameignore the rules. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1221997/ You floatedon the edgeof reason and lighta butterfly, flittingthrough holes in timestretching the veilthat wrapped hopes and dreamsmortal, wrestling ambition settling for what is rightand comfortably mundane.The star that shoneextinguishedby the vicissitudes of fatethat fortune dealt.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1221486/ Up picks the windwhistling a preludeto the storm...rising,brewsand bubblesrat a tat tatthe downpouras the kettle boils.Rain spitsand snarlsits venomthe aircreaks and cracklessparks; they flyas the deluge flows. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1219554/ Nothing to saynothing to write"F**k, f**k, f**k!"those three little words she saidhead in handsheart in mouth.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1219436/ A tortured soulresless of spiritfleeting thoughtsand frequent regretssimmer and stewand suddenly boilas you ponder a lifeSpentpursuing nonsenseignoring what's realto extinguish the light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1219427/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1183809/ Top reviewer.Top writer.Top man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1180560/ The sixth shiek's sixth sheep's sick. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1180019/  Luckily I died very peacefully; you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1178960/ Nails claw,fingers bleed,terror;brief. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1178824/ Z. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1178819/ My two b*****s; Sophie and Sashthe cutest of creaturesI just had to haveso my wallet I opened,and paid through the nose,the b*****s were minein exchange for cash.Sasha's the youngerplayful and boldand oh so friskyshe makes me feel oldSophie's a blondand so f*****g dumbher brain much smallerthan her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1177834/ the princemerrily enjoyed the jester's japesreveling in rapid reparteeseething in scintilating sarcasmsecure in arrogant self-importanceuntil he realisedall too latethe tide had turned.Laughter lulledand then grewwith vigour refreshedin intensityand he, the joke had becomehis secret reveal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1176394/ Clink clink,the furrowed browbeaten, nay batteredby that fair handyou took that day,her father delightedto give her away.If a worm can turnwhy can't you,just grow some balls,push the boat outright over the torsand set your sailfor distant shores. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1175855/ in the eye of a stormor some other awful clichethat trips off the tonguedeceit easier than truthwhen dancing with a dervishyou can't slow downthe ring,a bad place to beas you tireof the liesrepeated so oft'they start to ring truea vicious circleso, God Almighty help meif these idiots like meits time.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1175541/ stupid f*****g pricksmaking rules, deciding fatesjudging othersparasitic destructionof evil constuctionwhilst never themselvestaking a step.In their wakeliesa trail of broken promisebright minds dimmedbright eyes blurredby confidence borne of ineptitudeidiotic superiority borne of chancear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1174791/ I put pen to paper, tornold, frayed, tatteredas I struggle in vainto find wordsthat will express my love, eternalmy devotion, utterto you bothand the void I feelsince you left meand departed this mortal coil. Saw you firstpushing your bikethrough Omaígh townof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1120640/ You speak in reverential tonesa hush descends, friendsprepare to fawnwhilst on...and on... and on... you droneof love for your wifethree kidsand your good, Christian home;such a convenient lieas time and againa momentary lapsea subtle fall from graceyou repeatt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1119985/ The poet's prospecta brow furrowed from the landscapethe incision, long a wound so deepcut from granite rockflowing; east to westtrapped, from time to timein a backwater, stagnantan abyss'til the ebb and flowof meandering thoughtthrows creative light,and marks the paththat leads;often  to defea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1112682/ Every single moving part of a machineneeds to be oiledand released from daily stress, turmoil, toilfrom time to timeor it will rustor breakor simply fall apartand that machineno longer will function as it should. The human brainis just such a machinealthough wondrous of its kind,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1107097/ I'd liketo teachthe worldto swing.  © Paul O' Neill 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1104656/ U give mea reason for living hope in my hearta spring in my steplove in my heartI don't have to name uu know who u are.   © Paul O' Neill 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secretwindow/1102321/