http://slow.writerscafe.org/Nathan020784 The original writings of author Nathan Thompson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775979524 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the film 'Collateral Beauty' a guy meets the personifications of 3 abstractions, Love, Time, Death. And it got me wondering what other abstractions might say to us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/2013003/ Here is why the Earth is already the perfect place for us to be. It might kill us but its still the best place at the moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/1606409/ Haven't written anything in ages and I wrote this a while ago but never got round to submitting it. Well here it is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/1056221/ His birthday so far had been the usual uneventful, typical, 21stbirthday affair. He had consumed quite a lot of drink, though not nearly enoughto get him drunk; not that he wanted to get drunk. Getting drunk loosened thetongue, apparently, and he wasn’t about to risk that. Thankfully, ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/767384/ Schools are robbing children of the right to be creative and different, this is a poem to them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/716151/ To those that fail before they try because they haven't the courage to go for their dreams, please read this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/668404/ I've been learning about different aspects of poetry in college this week so I thought I might try something new. Tell me what you think please. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/620507/ I was on my induction day at college the other day and this little thing just popped into my head. I hope you all enjoy it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/602971/ This is a poem about Time. Keep it. Save it. Spend it. Use it. Don't waste it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/559103/ This is a story I thought about last night about how fulfilling obligation and revealing yourself to the one you're with is always the best thing even if you find it very hard to do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/552026/ first erotica I've done in a while. Tell me what you think. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/537766/ I wrote this while my gorgeous girlfriend was lying on the bed, smiling at me in a good way ;-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/345419/ I'm not much of a 'clubber' as this poem may indicate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/332430/ “You think I’m slightly insane, don’t you?” said James with a bitter smile as he tried to get into a more comfortable position as he laid on the recliner and failing utterly. It wasn’t that the chair was uncomfortable; it was that he wasn’t really touching it.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/326864/ A feeling of damage which you cannot see.A wound that has no blood, nor bruise, nor broken bone to show its presence.At least with a cut, you feel a sting.This is a cut. It is deep, deeper then the skin, deeper even then flesh below it.It is where there should be feeling, but is it a cut?S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/326859/      I shouldn’t be here, thought Sarah as she looked down an almost deserted wet street as rain pummelled the ground with an almost tangible malice.       I should be at home, in the warmth. She had been telling herself this for the past three ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/318383/     “Stupid Bugger!” said a voice, it wasn’t the voice that had been expected. It didn’t sound deep enough, or old enough, but then no voice on the planet sounded as old as the voice that had been expected. In fact the voice that was expected couldn’t eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/292098/     I sense his presence, all around me. I hear his steps with the ticking of the clock. I hear his breath in the blowing of the wind. In my dreams I see him, just too far to see with my bare eyes and always outside of my direct vision.    I can sense him coming ever .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/292097/     Sun, what strength you have, what power you possess, you hold us near without even knowing it, we spin around you, all nine of us. You hold us tightly, we belong to you. We are your children. Each of our own power is nothing compared to yours. Because of you we are here. And still.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/263848/ This is for all those yet to exist, read on to understand more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/248804/ Again this is something that makes me red around the ears, please be nice http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/248779/ Poor Death, so negatively portrayed. Hope this helps http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/218798/ Dentist, is there any two words that make people shudder more? This is about a girl at the dentist who stands next to the dentist as he does his work, heres to you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/210344/ Ok to the readers of this particular story please let me assure you that I am NOT anti-religious in anyway and I hope that I haven't offended anyone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/186873/ Soaring over the sky, a place with no limits, no boundaries.Under bridges, over clouds, alongside planes.Powerful, yet graceful as my cape cathches the wind.Epics will be written about me, the amazing flying man!Royalty shall honour me.Men shall envy me.And women from around the globe sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/170762/ Phoenix!Look at the world below, bird of flames.How does it feel to watch us, through your magic eyes.You have watched our lives from the dawn of our civilisation. Through the aeons that we have populated this world.How have we grown in your eyes? Do you consider us a worthy edition to this .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/155693/  Our eyes, what perfect instruments they are!    How they react to light, how they react to darkness.    They help us read the works of great men now gone, how they allow us to look upon a beautiful painting and help us understand the mind of the artist. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/144472/                Man was knelt in prayer. His mind full of questions, his heart full or doubt and his faith all but deserted.“God,” he said. “I am lost.”And God spoke What troubles you, my son.Man was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/131712/     Johnson was sat on a park bench, tears silently running down his face, as he watched a woman walk away from him. After four months of happiness, it was over. He felt ill inside. His heart ached with every beat. It felt swollen. He could even feel it against his chest. It felt heav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/128064/ I press a little button, for a second, nothing happens. Then a sound, a whirling sound, as the CD-ROM scans for software. Then the screen lights up, at first it is nothing but a different shade of black, then a loading bar. After a second or two, the loading bar disappears, and a screen with lit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/127597/ Oh, mighty Dragons, how we have wronged you!What have we turned you in to? Monsters! Beasts!Through our stories, you have become the beings of nightmares,The terrible, murderous creatures, that drips with malice, and cruelty.Do you forgive us, or have we done nothing to forgive?In our stor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/127595/     Luke stared, it was true, he thought to himself. All of it true.    Sarah said something else, but he couldn’t quite make it out. He was too busy listening to the sound of her voice to work out what she was saying.     She had come in to get.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/127594/ Darkness, to some it is a fear to be conquered.Darkness, to some it is an ally, a place to hide.Darkness, to some it is neither of these, but something that marks the passing of the sun as the cycle of day and night continuesDarkness is all these things, and more.Darkness is a void, a total .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/127593/ Love’s Truth For all of those who embark on a quest for that elusive terrible temptress Love, beware.She will not show mercy, and has no consideration for her victims.She is rarely kind, often cruel, and does not care on whom her she favours. She has led those, to throw a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/122725/ Ok I go red in the face when I think about when I wrote this, when I did it was for an ex-girlfriend who liked this stuff so don't judge me too harshly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/122241/ Ok I know this is very pratchett-ie but I like Pratchett and I like Death (the guy in the black robe, not the actual end of life) hope you like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nathan020784/121027/