http://slow.writerscafe.org/andynwriter The original writings of author Andy N en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776020026 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 (A Short Prologue of a epic Poem to start as part of NapWrimo in April. There will be a second Prologue in March) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1490845/ (An Writing Exercise at my writing workshop 'Writers of the third kind' designed to play a famous literature character in a total different location) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1435497/ (This poem is in memory off Stefan Ivan Kiszko (24 March 1952 – 23 December 1993), who served 16 years in prison after he was wrongly convicted of assault and murder of Lesley Molseed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1402880/ (This is a Montage Poem made up of lines from various Wilfred Own poems, mostly just first lines ) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1393741/ (A Short poem from a free chapbook just released 'Mystery Story'. Get in touch if you would like to read the rest - it's free) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1374813/ latest in my Napwrimo Ghost Poem stories http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1349202/ On the third dayShe clung to the handrailsNear the doorAll the way backZigzagging in knotsShining incandescentWith the sunChained to a swingPiled in driftsOf facesMarching on and offAlmost invisibleTo the way sheClung herselfConstantly tryingTo get my attentionLike tapping onA dirty windowAnd only s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1343501/ A love poem for one of our cats http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1308802/ (See Notes after poem) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1292263/ A personal poem about Christmas mis-adventures from years gone by http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/1287337/ Percy is about my uncle who was killed in action during the second world war. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/761156/ Before the Curtains OpenBefore I open the curtains,close your eyesand listen to thesoft, almostinvisible breezesneaking in and outof my window still.Before I open the curtains,listen to the nervousnessof my every touchas I gently blowover the tip of your hairso it feelslike an imaginary combstro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/761153/ A love poem about a special moment! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/andynwriter/216979/