http://slow.writerscafe.org/thannon The original writings of author Kenaz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995169 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "contemporary" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1438275/ So be this where the sinner came,Unto them I should sacrifice,The ghost begot a mortal frame,Which as a god would not suffice,An idol wound with cloak and cane,Wretching bout with cats and mice.Forsooth he know not what he does,Yet knoweth that he can’t undo,Naïve to what the purpose was,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1435695/ the little things I miss the most http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1341161/ What we live for http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1340364/ Heavy Handed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1304359/ In the morning I awoke,To hear the robins sing with glee,Sitting high up in a branch,Upon the throne of ancient trees;The oldest beings of this world,Just like them, I wish to be.This young life she has her grain,I know I have much more to see,Unsatisfied until my brain,Bears its rings just like the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1304357/ Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1304352/ Or anyone who can't find it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1264002/ A poem for Blake http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1263237/ A true-ish story about the life of Ludwig II http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1263228/ Fun commentary with a pair of sonnet like poems http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1263217/ Waking up- PS I realize that it is not Spring :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1262918/ Winter waves and fades away And Earthen anchors whisper, wakingAll around their boughs are shakingTime for breathing in the day... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1262694/ Senryu for those unintended consequences http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1261626/ A personal poem for the one who is my life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1261540/ My favorite season http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1260514/ Plagued by some terrible thing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1259821/ Here I am again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1044651/ A short poem, dedicated to welcoming the season http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1043717/ It is funny that,When you’re in love with someone,The songs all make sense. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1043171/ Poem/Story of my nights as a kid. Not my usual but funner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042650/ Fears http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042639/ Spring shall bring RosesAlas, forget not that allHath a thornédstem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042631/ Light and Truth - The Poet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042556/ For Denny http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042439/ More garbage from four in the morning. In the form of random questions I ask myself. Not really mature I just didn't know which to put it as. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042432/ Not The Usual. A Load of Garbage Written When I Couldn't Sleep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1042403/ Mis labios uníancon tuyas,Como el ríosuave encuentra las piedras,Amor flujó, como un achuelo,Desde uno a otra, pornuestras venas.Nos cerramos losojos,Y olvidamos todos,Solo tú yyo juntos,Nuestras vidas estánvinculados.O&i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041989/ In dreams it came http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041927/ Verily I hope it is true http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041879/ I'm still here waiting for you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041692/ Got mad at the world a little http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041558/ About the first time I told you that I loved you. You were just a friend, but now I'll never love another. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041546/ Another for my true love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041543/ For my love, my one and only, forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041542/ Dead down the craggy precipice of shale,the abyss of the chasm swallows rivers whole,and cadavers in the bedrock remain pale,take care not to stumble and mislay your soul,one slide of the stones which are so frail,and another life is annexed to her growing toll. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041538/ I saw him the other day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041508/ Playing with the English language http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041504/ Onwindswept wingsI soarthrough skiesSeeking the kingdomWherecompassion liesAndperhaps somedayI shallsee its faceInangels’ armsI shallbe embraced. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041316/ It all seems so unreal, but I feel the cold air brush myface,Things can never be unchanged, as if the stars are out ofplace.Opening my eyes is an act outside of my control,Inside my head I watch my body move without a soul.Detached and lost I need someone to help me through it al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041315/ Time moves forward,My only enemy,My worst fear,Growing greater with years,Watch as it marches,Approaching darkness,Time moves onward.Then it stops. Do the angels take me?Do I burn?Do they miss me?Does the world still turn?Not for me now,It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041314/ He must have wept a thousand days,After he watched us walk away.But he bestow upon us archaic wings,So a worthy view of things.And whilst we saunter into humanity,He is certain we shall retain our vanity.Although we depart our separate ways,He shall think on us throughout.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041313/ At the spire of life looking down,I pray I may sprout wings before I fall,the wind whips at my ankles and the clouds fill the air,facing towards the slowly disappearing sun I dive,free falling towards the solid earth I have created inside,the lashing of the wind forces my eyelids.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041312/ Casting stones across the ever darkening water,the ripples despairingly crease the shallows,but they clash and abate to the strand,the more forceful, the shorter they travel,always technique is a principal of nature,candid in life and skipping stones,I sit to rest on the gent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041311/ Teardrops trickle,Fickle features,Creeping silent,Sun is setting,Leaving lonely,Losing only,Everything. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041310/ Poems of a Lonely or Melancholy Variety http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041309/ A poem about where stars are born, and the first place I look to at night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041273/ For the man in the moon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041137/ The horizon,so far,so close,what I perceive,and what’s real,are very different,I hate not knowing,when this ends,when it ends,where do I lay,my body down,not in the sand,nor in the water,along the horizon,where the mere,meets the clou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1041041/ Quizás los días duran por siempre,cuando tú no estás aquí,yo miro el reloj más,y parezco notar el diseño del techo,el golpeteo de la lluvia tiene mássignificado,y el sol sigue ocultando,si yo pudiera dormir,yo so&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thannon/1040569/