http://slow.writerscafe.org/highseas622 The original writings of author Carl Fraser en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004911 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I sit here and pondered this night away,searching for words that are most profound;To deliver a message of dire warning,to a world swiftly losing ground. The prophets have been laughed at, their warnings for generations fell on deaf ears;Now evil has been allowed to flourish,a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/372207/  Without a cure  for modern madness,the world just melts away;Innocents are slaughtered in the name of God,while tender hearts rot and decay.Rich men point fingers to boost the hate,some payoff is their prize;Lies are spun by corrupt Governments,and another homeless child.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/370364/  Some say that the broken heartedare shy to love once again;And that your just better off alonethan to reppeat that kind of pain. But I was created to love anothereven though my choices have let me down;So I guess i'll keep on tryinguntil the one for me is found.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/370362/ Accumulated scales of blindness fell like torrential rain,there  was no more sadness, and no more pain.You touched my heart that wastorn in two.and you breathed in me a life renewed.You peeled away rags I'd worn for years, and dressed me in white&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/368681/ No Peace on Earthor goodwill to men,we train to kill and war again.Prophets pleadingall for nought,grace and truth are never sought.Children dyingtheir houses burned,we turn our backs,we never learn.Men of evilhave their way,coming soon,a price to pay.One.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/368230/       Boot CampThe army stands defeated on the battlefield,But they never really knew how to fight;They were mighty against enemies they could see,But not the spirits hidden from their sight. They were given weapons to wage this war,But were ignorant of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/360114/ Staggered aimlessly into some empty church,One rainy Wednesday afternoon;As I hung my head at the alter,I asked God to please end this misery soon. I heard my words echo off the sanctuary walls,As if this place was abandoned long ago;But I waited patiently for an answer,To rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/357164/ Twas by divine revelation I became aware,That I don't live for me alone;I found possessions are really wonderful blessings,And not just things I own.That even my place in this universe,Is involved in a grander scheme;It's why everything happens on purpose ,And nothing is as it seems... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/356635/  There's no cookies in my cupboard,there's only one cup for my tea;I've no money in my wallet,and there's nothing I really need.You see, I'm a man of simple means,I never make demands;I just live my life from day to day,and help others when I can.There are people who dislike.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/356632/  My Good Friend never argues,and at all times displays the truth; My Good Friend has been with me now,since early in my youth.  My Good Friend listens to my stories'and never judges me; My Good Friend lets me be myself,just as I am supposed to be. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/356630/  I've been on this island way too long,And could have left so long ago;But I’ve hidden here amongst the lies,And things I shouldn't know. I have built a monument to misery,And I pay it homage every day;Surrounded by tokens of my failures,And what's been stripped a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/356087/ Death whispered my name today,a soft seductive coo in my ear.Proceeding onward to invade my very soul,and over my body,I felt the creeping cold take hold. I closed my eyes to join the dance,the dance of the dead;Leading me from what I used to be,into where I'll spend eternit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/356082/ Glistening bayonets, buried deep in the sand,while atop the helmet crowns their lives;They died  alone on this foreign dirt,while back home a mother cries. Bloody dog tags and a folded flag,awarded to parents torn in two;Tears crash down on the coffin door,as a father cries.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/355858/ My heart groaned so loud tonight,even tears were afraid to shed."We've never been here before",my spirit cried in dread.My soul teeters between a realm.Of non-existence and immortality.One mistake and I could choose the wrong reality."I am so far from what I thought I knew&q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/353741/ Many times I've looked,for a place to call my own;but it seems everywhere I wentI was always disowned.With family and friends,nowhere to be found;Perhaps I'm at fault, or even worse, unsound.I've searched for some hope,as the world passes me by;Yet still I'm alone at night,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/353737/ It happened in Seattle,one warm and sunny day;Where Special Olympics was being held,and a footrace was underway.Nine young and gifted children,poised at the starting line;But just after the starter gun sounded,one fell and started crying.The other eight were running hard,when t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/353729/ I know a lot wont agree with this one, but i have my reasons, its a touchy subject i know, and i'm sure reviews will be mixed but im ok with that http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/353605/ Written for a 15 yr. old girl who took her own life at my sons school, no note nothing to explain her pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265971/ I wrote this poem in 1984, seems eerily prophetic now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265968/ Innocent child, innocent child,growing up too fast,growing up too wild.Hurt little boy, hurt little boy,a slave to their will,no youth to enjoy.Angry young teen, angry young teen,ridiculed and put down,your unheard and unseen.Bitter cold heart, bitter cold heart,married too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265965/ Crippled from my childhood memories,and a past riddled in agony and pain;I grew up confused of who I was,and wondered if I was insane.Crippled in my turbulent teenage years,by the awkwardness of being shy;I was so embarrassed of who I was, that I really just wanted to die.Cripple.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265963/ " All foolishness." she said,years of gifted thoughts tore up before my eyes;Hundreds of treasures the spirit told me to write,now lay in tatters as I try not to cry.So this is the real battle of the poet,its not the stagnant times when the pen lay still;But its the people wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265961/ My name is heard in certain circles,and its not the best of news;There's tales of things I've never done,even things I'd never choose.But they like to paint their own picture,of who I'm supposed to be;Is their life so very empty,that they have to pick on me?I guess I'm the new ki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/265541/ Stuck again in this recurring dream,where I can't open my eyes;I scream and there's no sound at all,but inside I hear the cries.I'm pushed off of a precipace,and I watch myself fade away;I slip further into blackness,all I can do is pray.I never hit the bottom,knowing if I do I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262578/ When a parent loses one of their children,their heart is forever torn;To look at a precious life extinguished,while remembering the day they were born.From the cradle to their first step,and bouncing them on your knee;You cry and cry and scream out loud,"God how could you do thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262543/  There are people with Good intentions,who never really step up to the plate;They give you empty promises,and take action when it's far too late.They like to Boast of the good they've done,so they can hold their heads up high;Though they may fool all those around them,God know t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262541/ I dim the lights to a flicker,For the shadows beg to dance;Ive always been a sucker,for a midnight shadow romance.Glimmering silver moonbeams,trickle through these dusty shades;The spotlight awakens this hollow room,Yes it's shadows on parade.The shadows never argue,nor do thei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262285/ They all seem to drop like flies lately.One by one my acquaintances disappear.As we steadily move on year after year.I look over my shoulder for the angel of death.For the day he comes calling my name.Will this be my moment of fame?When finally my name will be remembered in stone.And m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262280/ The Captain bellowed out the order,soon after the midnight bell;He said, "batten down the hatches boys,we're in for a night a hell.Seems storm force winds were brewin,a Nor-easter in all it's might;Sweeping down hard from Labrador,with no shelter in plain sight.The Deckies s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/262207/ I've crawled to the edge of my own darkness,and I only wanted a small taste I swear;And I heard the prophets of the ages screaming,There's just no coming back from there;But they were my own unexplained poor choices,to gaze into the chasm far beyond;For I had to be illuminated in blackne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261853/ A whimper, a sigh, an unseen tear;I'm alone again with all my fears.A longing,a wanting,some loving arms to hold;But I shake and tremble at the dark and cold.I,m nursing an eye with bruises and aches;And I wonder why they call me a big mistake.A nightmare or reality I can't decide;So I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261850/ Hold on to your hats kids,here I go;Paranoia, Schizophrenia, Oh, what a show.Grooming legal lunacy,with a maniacal grin;No comprehension at all,to label as sin.So I walk through the park,and talk to the trees;And look back at you funny,when you look funny at me.I know y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261849/ Just a few scattered sprinkles of sanity remain,holding any hope hostage.But for what price you may ask?Is this all that's left?Will the engine finally sputter and die?Another moment suspended in time,and all that settles is dust.And the pendulum stops half way up,just to see if I no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261468/ Putting my time in these many years,there seems so little time to ponder;About how much of my life has made a difference,compared to that which I have squandered.I look with sadness at the many old folks,who we just so easily tuck away;And I realize this is what to look forward to,wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261463/ World of pleasure,world of pain;Everythings lost,nothings gained.Hidden wispers,hidden lies;Silent torment ,silent cries.Heartless faces, heartless stares;No one listens ,no one cares.Scarred forever,broken-hearted;Dearly beloved, dearly departed.Broken promises,broken dreams;Left .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261323/ There's brutal weapons in our childrens hands,Oh how can we elders not take the blame;For leading innocence down the road to hell,And teaching them to dance too near the flame."For the common good of all mankind," we sayAnd smile when they believe the lie;Then place eternal bli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261308/ This beligerant page stares back at me empty and wanting.Oh, what sinister forces are at work,to stiffle a brand new pen.Words refuse to surface,mocking me as a has-been poet.Trying my faith to say,thats its a gift not meant for meThen;In the hush of my soul,rises up a force beyond.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261305/ Who shall I trust my heart with?Is there someone meant for me?Someone who will accept me just as I am,And be content with what they see.Who will take my heart and cradle it,Like the greatest treasure found?And who will I share my hope and dreams,When other's think my dreams unsound?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261173/ They really don't know me.My existence doesn't affect them.Unseen on the crowded streets.Just another passing breeze.A name not even carelessly whispered.Just another number.I'm falling through the cracks.An echoless scream resounds in my ears.And so it goes for years and years.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261157/ I wrote this one one night working in a nursing home as a security guard and a guy named Leo used to come down to the big patio door and just stare outside night after night, I wrote this as he gazed outside, wondering if this is where he went. For http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261027/ I've tried to hear both sides out,to determine what is right;Two opposite opinions in my head,just living for the fight.I seem to always be trapped in the middle,and bear the wounds of the war that's waged;Like visiting two lions in the zoo,then thrown into their cage.I cannot tu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/261019/ No motivation,no desire to move on,and the rut deepens every day;My mind is a nuclear holoucost,as my soul just melts away.The stifling blackness looms over me,ready to claim it's prize;Just another loser in a barren sea,destroyed by believing the lie.I wish I could tear my heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/260934/ Spin your web around me,oh wormWrap it good and tight;Blind me from the evils of this worldUntil they are vanquished from my sight.Leave me there a seasonSafe and secure from the darkest nights;Left to die in my own rotting fleshUntil I'm born into the light.Transform me into somethi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/highseas622/260899/