http://slow.writerscafe.org/Tntdion The original writings of author Trevor Dion en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058396 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A man on a lakesits there and waitswith the bait on the line,everything fine,patiently as can beworld's left him aloneto fish his last basswhile the waves quietly splash.He's lived his life;family all dead,nothing left unsaid,memory is all he has left.Just in his boaton a silent lake,he fell as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tntdion/1032160/ As a chill goes down my spine The cold consumes me   As I lay there Slowly dying Snow falling all round  as my life I lived flash in front of my eye The things I done Amount to what? The mountain I climb Seem to take up my time Nothing else.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tntdion/1032152/ Is this madness? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tntdion/1032135/