http://slow.writerscafe.org/Merancapeman The original writings of author Merancapeman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997071 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A simple song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/897870/ I wrote this piece as I was driving through a forest and found that, in an hour, it would all be gone, and I didn't have a camera on me. Trying my hand at classic prose, but I doubt I succeeded. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/818616/ My feelings on the matter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/653932/ It is as they sayThat when it goes its wayIt may forever windOr end, to sitand become a mirrorThat we gaze upon in thoughtAnd remember what once was.We sigh upon the face of twilight, Watching ever quietAs shooting stars travel byAnd wonder if our wishWill come as we see fitOr perhaps As we least ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/611404/ After it got deleted, I rewrote it to this positive note that a close friend of mine taught me, and he was right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/610544/ I feel like this way too often... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/610026/ This poem describes how often we find that the unrequited love is often the most heartbreaking, especially when they call you a "friend." Is it wasted time? Or a wasted heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/581947/ People need to let love in. Unfortunately, because of the pain we've all endured and the flinches we suffer with even the kindest of souls, that's the way that it is. A song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/581946/ I wrote this with the idea in mind that I often find people who end up finding someone else. A song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/581941/ I just left a literature class and we had a poem recital. As we left I threw my poem away and noticed everyone doing it too when this poem came to mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/485548/ How can I love someone as suchWho is like me, yet not so muchThat you can understand my dreamsOr the ills that stress apart my seamsI peer into your eyes and seeReflections, images of meDeeper still into your coreA corpse of what was once in store In midway shines no emerald greenA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/485524/ What is it we poets do?When ridden of time and energyWe think of some string of meaningOf words which may or may notMake sense.And why do we butcher the human languageFor the sake of unseen symbology,For the sake of wit?If it does not rhymeAre you betrayedIf similesAre not disp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/478920/ Music inspired this one. Not sure of it's quality, but it cut short when the muse left me. The song is also linked and you'll hear where the inspiration came from. And yes, I wrote the song too, haha. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/477927/ A questioned heart is a pained one. When it suffers from experience, there isn't much you can do to heal it without love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/476577/ Who can tell if it is love we've found, or just another hypothesis waiting to be found by someone else. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/475436/ I wanted this to be a happy song, but somehow it turned out sad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/475333/ This is a song I wrote in my deepest depression. I didn't know what else to do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/456866/ I wrote this when I first found out why people put shields over them. I still find it hard. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/378626/ I often wondered, what if umbrellas never existed? It would really sort out people for you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/316733/ I made a simile while thinking of love. I have an image of who she is, but nobody to fill that place. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/246597/ My first poem after the annihilation of the Cafe. I was picking my nose today and realized something... My favorite poem! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Merancapeman/239604/