http://slow.writerscafe.org/invictus The original writings of author Amber Sun en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017863 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I cut the deck of the fun bag at dawn,and after realizing the blunder,my shreaking stifled the exhausted yawn,but when heard from the start it's no wonder. It was half past four and my eyes were bled,of any moisture that they should have retained,my brainwaves met l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/281686/ Could it really be two years ago now?Does it still surprise you I haven't changed?I just can not forget about those days. I never felt another's affection,that wasn't prescribed to be expected,but daring allowed your gentle carress,which then and now still begs the questions,dea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/274111/ Hushaby, close your eyes, go back to sleep,Look around you, count the other sheep,Dream about bunnies and gumdrops galore,Transcend to Utopia and ignore,The conflict, the hate, the war around us,After all, another's woe can't astound us,It is our nature to feed, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/262117/ She cried when she read it and said I should share it with all mothers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261799/ The perfect woman to whom our soul had been wed, was torn away by deceit before entering our bed; in her place now lies, a demon in disguise, manifested in Eve and her daughters instead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261399/ Limericks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261396/ Unfinished still. Sorry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261392/ A small amount of profanity; all apologies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261385/ If a rose is a rosewhy can't I freethe worst of thosewhich grow in melike art in partsthat don't belongthorns in my heart'sdepth feel so wrongbut feeds my needto love once moreand let pain bleedaway beforeHell's overflowconsumes me wholein a deft blowmy pristine soul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261383/ A poem for children. Please share. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261368/ Rondeau Redouble http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261365/ Harken days of old's condemnor,Ere life alit all to bestir,Darkened ways acold in tremor,There shy of brittle truth we were.Ill faced in judgement through the creed,Akin to none of nothing missed,Till grace in us meant to be freed,To win, to summon what we wished.When thy enraptur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261363/ My personal favorite Sonnet thus far. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261362/ Sixty steps I minutely takebefore my secondary phasecan pace five dozen times to makeone of two dozen skips I facepass in turn each time that I breakthrough the numbers that make the daysno more than a compiled and fakearrangement of segments in waysthat leaves you waiting in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261359/ As I paint my vision red to blindthe blue in me that God left behindall I get is a gloomy violetreplacing the colors that I getwhen the night envelops all aroundwith points of light infinitely foundacross the eternal space and timewhich my dark mind creates as I climbthis stairway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261358/ Written before I payed attention to meter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261356/ Written before I payed attention to meter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261353/ Written before I payed attention to meter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/261350/ In progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invictus/259482/