http://slow.writerscafe.org/JointWorks The original writings of author Natalie C and Gary H Collaborative Writings en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997065 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am a crucified cross with arms of green leavesperfect on each side these veins bubble with lifeGrowing to perfection in spiritual contemplationa seed planted into a round nectarine worldHead bowed looking to earth, different eyes peer, hidden behind a mask swimming like fishesBlack.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/318501/ Angelic angel robs a scythe of deathFlying through air, great dignity, so gracefulWings flutter beautifully with love, peaceContent a great deed has been doneSaviour of spirit, survivor of soulsNow the world will always be as one.Dark lord gathers for revengeFaster, fitter, his e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/318500/ come in dreams my demon onesword in hand feel the cutdrawing words on a body, criesnot with pain, for that always remainsvindicated by your presence, that scythe of vengence, why? looking for answers, when questionsbleed, as words fail to ignite response -you could love me with no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/318497/ pray for mercy from evil that befalls inside, escape - destiny is nearcandles burn, flickering lightshadows lie in corners swamping spaceclose vision is all encompassingof animals in night time, hounds hatred biting hardagainst cold white flesh, mixing coloursgrey world where dis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/318496/ Natalie has been busy drawing pictures she entitled 'Moments of Boredom'. 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His mother went through the normal bedtime routine of the 'kiss goodnight' adding 'No getting out of bed', 'No tu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/236100/  Through tremours of life comes moonlight Screaming, twisting, shining, terrorising, into the fear of the world Disappear sweet sun for now is the time Lost beyond the horizon light vanishes to darkness Where the demons live and thrive Cold winds and storms will disease and de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/233402/ Enter if you dare... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/233400/  Windows ajar, the cool night air softly blows in. Looking out she feels a sensation in the atmosphere around her half-naked body, feeling hot breath slowly moving around her. Reflecting the subtle rays of the moon in her half-closed eyes a flame of passion begins to fire. Inviting lips becom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/227959/   black is the colour of days chained to the gates of my hell pulling and pushing, trying to break loose, wanting to breathe, let me love once more..... Secretly, he visits her room in the early hours of the morning. Gently stroking her frail golden hair whilst tenderly whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/223488/ The first piece we've ever written together http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JointWorks/220635/