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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>I'm terrified of my voiceconfusion follows its callleading some to understandingbut not understanding to allI'd rather speak my silencepowerful in the presence that fallscarrying that warmth within mepenetrates through every wall</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1811903/</link>
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			<title>Validate Me</title>
			<description>doubt insecurity and fear all rolled up into one powerful emotion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1228630/</link>
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			<title>Shelf Confidence</title>
			<description>Back in the day when the fellas ranked themselves by how many phone numbers they got at the club....Man, I had NO game back then!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1165532/</link>
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			<title>A Walk With Me</title>
			<description>Honestly I'm not certain where this piece came from. It's one of those moments where I had a scene in mind while driving and a line came to mind. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1161097/</link>
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			<title>Love's Legacy</title>
			<description>Valentine's dedication to my wife (2013)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1125867/</link>
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			<title>walls</title>
			<description>Your love must see through these wallsYour love must break through these wallsand then, once we've become oneOur love must build those walls around us...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/1064355/</link>
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			<title>life love</title>
			<description>Question life, question lovetwo notes in tune with the soultwo winds all&amp;nbsp;reach to control&amp;nbsp;and how does it all become real?where can each reach some kinda worth?different songs for every smiledifferent colors for every sunriseno wonder&amp;nbsp;wonderful is&amp;nbsp;clutteredfind ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/631857/</link>
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			<title>Anger Donation</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/619051/</link>
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			<title>Edu-Can't Cry Sis</title>
			<description>(This poem was selected for The Poetic Bond III) (http://www.thepoeticbond.com/)

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/611206/</link>
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			<title>Depressed Vanity</title>
			<description>Need some mirror magic for what I&amp;rsquo;m seein&amp;rsquo;my swag seems to be on jet lagthanks to the hardship I&amp;rsquo;ve been inCan&amp;rsquo;t seem to climb faster from the hole of debt I&amp;rsquo;m diggin&amp;rsquo;yet I still manage a smile becauseI&amp;rsquo;m blessed in what I&amp;rsquo;m livin&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/558438/</link>
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			<title>Swag on Jet Lag</title>
			<description>debt got a choke hold 'round my neckso hard it turned my eyes blue. &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/558422/</link>
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			<title>Afro Rock</title>
			<description>a lost art that I wish could return... no more Black guitar heroes. Where'd they all go?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/509887/</link>
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			<title>Love Wish</title>
			<description>May every heave of your chest be filled with the bestthat my love is capable to give. Each tingle of your touchlives in the concrete reaches of my memory so that I'll always seethe forever that time promises&amp;nbsp;to be.&amp;nbsp;Lighten your load of past failings. Your heart agestending&amp;nbsp;these..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/508918/</link>
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			<title>Fantasy ExIsTence</title>
			<description>Lost in a Lie&amp;nbsp;Gimme some fabled galaxy to savelost universe in peril with danger to amazemy sense of worth on this game we call Earthcause at times I feel the paper chase is the false craze&amp;nbsp;So I digitize and mimic acts of random greatnessskeptics see my virtual bravery as c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/508363/</link>
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			<title>Anime Phase</title>
			<description>Sometimes it is amazing how angry we can get in the midst of a relationship. At times it gets to a point that pushes us over the edge of no return. From my upcoming book &quot;ExIsT&quot;
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/505453/</link>
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			<title>Unbearable Thoughts</title>
			<description>based on thoughts and inspirations from Paramores - &quot;Misguided Ghosts&quot;
To be featured in my upcoming book &quot;ExIsT&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/503896/</link>
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			<title>NdegeOcello Dedication</title>
			<description>Listening to MeShell NDegeOcello is an experience on so many levels and while listening to her amazing remake of &quot;Love You Down&quot; on her album DEVIL'S HALO inspired this piece</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/496306/</link>
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			<title>What Now?</title>
			<description>Listening to &quot;Who's Gonna Save My Soul Now&quot; by Gnarls Barkley... such a sad song and a brilliant video. This is a piece inspired by the song...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/473819/</link>
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			<title>Dreamscape</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Stomp on the pedal and strum a roaring chordsoak in the moment as I recreate song after songthen as I put down the axe I survey the courtleap towards the hoop and catch an alley thrown longlanding on the sand of a fresh water beachI lay and look to the sky thinking nothing ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/473016/</link>
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			<title>Sing/Moan</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;my heart never did singI two-stepped to their beat and left itinstead my call was like a moan to the pounding sunharmonious howl while wiping tears with a towelor was it sweat?can&amp;rsquo;t tell anymore because they&amp;rsquo;ve both metit&amp;rsquo;s some kinda special bitterness that&amp;rsq..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/472726/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Tea</title>
			<description>lil bit of southern nostalgia</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/464279/</link>
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			<title>AJ</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I gave her kisses that numbered her life&amp;rsquo;s many dreamsone for each lust filled fantasy that didn&amp;rsquo;t include mea few for each scream that escaped as she leapt awakefrom the demons and failures the stalked her. But nowher skin cooed as I touched and wars endedwithin muscle..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/441894/</link>
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			<title>A Better Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;He praised the disregard her beauty showedto time and synthetic treatment. He senthis applause and cheers through caressesand kisses that coaxed the most pleasant of tearsand after the appreciation and laughterhe declared&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;you deserve better&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;He list..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/438999/</link>
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			<title>Write to right...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;rsquo;t see thepage runs from the words that seepfrom me I seek the quotes to evoke upall who choose to enlighten mesince it&amp;rsquo;s all who relate that inspirethe words my wisdom seeks.&amp;nbsp;And as I cope with the stubbornness I resistin me I find the time to lay down ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/431883/</link>
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			<title>Play Me...For Me</title>
			<description>Simply put, I love all kinds of music and this is my growing love affair...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/397006/</link>
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			<title>Capture Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Capture what&amp;rsquo;s left of me and don&amp;rsquo;t let gofound the way to comfortable miseryeven my tears have memories I don&amp;rsquo;t knowcause my song&amp;rsquo;s all strummed out, you see?Yet I can&amp;rsquo;t blame anyone but selftrapped in your every trajectoryI shiver and leave Me on t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/381551/</link>
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			<title>Tenacious Wonder</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;creative curiosity has seduced my worldunfurled awe glazed upon the song of timeI link the harmony to the core of meand keep searchingready to break out so I&amp;rsquo;m lurkingin the radiance of my genuinecause it&amp;rsquo;s purity has led me to believethe energy I give I&amp;rsquo;ll re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/379481/</link>
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			<title>No Tears: Some Tears- Inauguration</title>
			<description>This was my attempt to capture Obama's historic moment...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/367589/</link>
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			<title>G'Mornin' Love</title>
			<description>Waking up the RIGHT way in the mo'nin!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/363796/</link>
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			<title>You Don't Even Know</title>
			<description>Ah to crave some one who doesn't even know you're interested. Very interesting to see how powerful those emotions can be...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/361169/</link>
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			<title>Not Like Before</title>
			<description>Same old problems and situations yet for some reason... something is different this time... hmmmmmm?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/361157/</link>
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			<title>Futile</title>
			<description>Mornings are best served when the program is disturbed ;-)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/356094/</link>
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			<title>It's just me...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s just medrenched by the rainsought by the shinecause my soul left the suntilling the earth for passionfruitmolded in an infinite sum&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s just mereliving past mistakeseven mistakes not my ownseeking for painless answershoping for effortless miracles..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/339927/</link>
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			<title>Never Been In Love</title>
			<description>Sometimes people that say that they've never been in love don't realize that it may not be that they didn't meet the one but rather they didn't allow themselves to let love in...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/307122/</link>
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			<title>Waiting for Visions</title>
			<description>An expression of that never-ending desire to be in a passionate love that you can comfortably get lost in</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/307072/</link>
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			<title>Come</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Comeand greet the dozens of mebut don&amp;rsquo;t fear clarity of my facets&amp;lsquo;cause they are the finality of my focus equationthey are the sweet seeds of my life&amp;rsquo;s situation&amp;nbsp;And there&amp;rsquo;s no need for a spot lightthe sight of each &amp;lsquo;me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/268540/</link>
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			<title>Cypher Of Blues</title>
			<description>One too many friends spoke to me recently about the woes of unsuccessful dating. This was my first attempt to capture it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/262172/</link>
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			<title>Woven Since Heaven</title>
			<description>Inspired by Jen (Zhang Ziyi's character in Crounching Tiger Hidden Dragon) and Golden Sparrow (Yifei Liu's character in The Forbidden Kingdom also starring Jet Li and Jackie Chan)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/255239/</link>
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			<title>To Embrace The Great</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Stay within until my mind can composethe strength it will take cause nobody knowshow to properly concentrate the great of your lovebut me&amp;nbsp;(My eyes are your beauty's best audience)&amp;nbsp;The potency of passion collectedis a might that can't be protectedcause&amp;nbsp;my desi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/253838/</link>
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			<title>Missing you...</title>
			<description>(photo from http://www.columbiajournalist.org/images/girl-crying.jpg)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/250817/</link>
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			<title>Never Died</title>
			<description>This one was inspired by Jon Sanders' poem &amp;quot;A House In Flames&amp;quot;. Just a different take on the metaphor that he used where the house that burned down was his heart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/249905/</link>
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			<title>Signs &amp;amp; Symptoms</title>
			<description>This was one of those that came about when you realize that you are taken by someone. After that happens, it's as if everything around you reminds you of something about them, something that you did with them, something that you shared with them. Even if</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/239277/</link>
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			<title>This I Wrote</title>
			<description>While watching the movie Gia a simple line and stuck with me as Angelina spoke it &amp;quot;I wrote this for you...&amp;quot;. As if all the wrong that was done were to be cured simply by a poem... And she spoke it desperately.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/234908/</link>
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			<title>Danced With Your Smile</title>
			<description>I danced with your smileand placed my tongue in its earit shook as we swayedand it's joy was sincereI held it close, I held it nearI whispered of kissesand shoo'd away fearwith action of satisfaction I caressed each dimplewith motion of quiver promotionI massaged each lipsilked..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/231294/</link>
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			<title>Strange</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A strange woman kissed me last nightrebellion glowed in her hairwhile forever played in her sightmy voice touched her needsyet from her all hope still bleedsand just when I thought she was pleasedshe wept and said, &amp;ldquo;let me go&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;A strange chill comforte..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/227158/</link>
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			<title>His Space</title>
			<description>This was one of those weekend-wake-up-warm-in-a-comfy-bed and think of past lovers moments. I then decided to flip the script and visualize what 'she' might do with the same feeling ;-)
(photo from www.123rf.com/stock-photo/rejected_emotion.html)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/222836/</link>
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			<title>On The Table...</title>
			<description>Apologies due to misunderstandings in love...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/214363/</link>
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			<title>Surreal Chill</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Why do you care?You could never understandMy pain is surreal, so just stay away man&amp;hellip;&amp;quot;That's not what she said, that's how it feltHer tone was so cold even my smile couldn't meltthe blades she swung and the gate that hungin front of what she couldn't see that I c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/191848/</link>
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			<title>Wielded Scar</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I don't battle for my survivalrather my sanitymy middle class maddness envelopes meemotional disconnect from&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my sons, my promised lovedisconnect to divorceseparated to exodus enforcedso my mind is still reelingmy 2 year tears I'm still feelingy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/183600/</link>
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			<title>A Relapse</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;too many timeshas my confidence begunand endedwithin these lines&amp;nbsp;too many fearshave rashed my revelationsand rustedmy plans&amp;rsquo; gears&amp;nbsp;too many sighswell up in my eyesand chokemy cloudy skies&amp;nbsp;and still I grindI thrash the despair from my skin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bunneh3000/116112/</link>
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