http://slow.writerscafe.org/fox59tango The original writings of author Alexander Fox en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776057389 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Some people may think it bad form to compare a girl to a horse. But I think the analogy fits well here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/656295/ I have heard it wildly debated, what the place of hell may entail.And I have determined, upon events of late, that hell would be a room.A room full of every person that you ever slept with.And, them being in the room, every person that they ever slept with.And so you could relive the memories of eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/651028/ Your better loved, that is certain, lieing in his arms tonight.Your happier now, learning of farms and horses and fields.He will never toy with your heart, or play games with your head.He is too honest for lies and too loyal for heartbreak.But I remember love, and comfort, laying in your arms that n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/650736/ Your love was like a fresh cut rose, with petals so soft and the sweetest of scents.Like a fresh cut rose, it blossomed and aged, and one day withered away.My love is like this glass rose; cold, transparent and rigid.Like a glass rose, it does not wilt, or age, and must be broken to be lost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/650734/ One dream, I plead,One dream at a time,Just give me one dream to gnaw at my mind,These waves upon waves of Remorse when I sleep,come crashing, destroying the walls of my keep.Like an army of Memories, Regrets and past Woes,they march upon me in nigh endless rows,these Memories they claw and they tea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/641428/ Honey in my words,every sentence so sweet,every line I say,has a hypnotic beat. Sugar on my fingertips,my touch can make you grin,you do not fear,my brand of sin. Cinnamon in the way I stare,my gaze can break your walls,you seem to love it when,I wander .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/502229/ Listen to Death Cab for Cuties' song "loyal lover" before reading this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/499178/ Love is simply Chemistry, Anatomy, Biology, and Stupidity all ganging up on you at once. That's what makes it so beautiful! The logicless simplicity, and the natural wonder of the thing!!! The problem is that in this world of now, of Ipod's, Computers and Television, no one looks for nature, simplic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/445259/ Those ladies that know me know what I mean. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/445244/ Riding one day, the wind in my face,i was racing away in my own private race,A race that took place in familiar a place,And then at one moment i looked aroundAnd saw (in amazement) that there was no ground,On as i drifted (still racing you see)I came to fly over a pitch black sea,on th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/442286/ Little Spider on the ceiling, dreaming dreams of fliesHow do i tell my sweet sweet lover that she scares me with her sighs?Little Bird on my windowpane, singing songs of love,how do i tell my mother that her tears drown me in a flood?Oh Dragonfly! Dragonfly! Bug of such noble heritage!How .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/438167/ I shall travel to the end of the earth to findthat it never ends,climb the highest peak,to come back down again.And all this while watch and wait for love to find me here,too bad I shall be out the date it finally does appear. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/416287/ PLEASE FIX MEshe cried through the monitor screen   PLEASE FIX MEshe did not mean to sound meen   PLEASE FIX MEshe looks like she needs a dream   PLEASE FIX MEshe simply continues to yell and scream .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/406338/ I am ordinary, plain.The model of our bias country.My height, weight, eyes, face, stature,all average on a piece of paper.The only things which make me exceptional,which set me apart from my peers,is the imperfections and faults of my skin.On paper or screen or waves I may win the hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/387142/ Alas! As I open the flood gates wide, and wait for cool drink coming nigh,I fear the flood I do now call, for there is more then can be drunk by I, and standing in the rivers path, I run the risk of being overwhelmed, but how else am I to quench my thirst, in this desert laiden realm? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/387136/ That is somber, maybe stoic,smiles to see me,pines to be near me,cries on my shoulder,lets me hold her till it's over,enjoys going out,and also staying in,likes books, movies,worries about sin,thinks on her own,but shares her secret,she's not sure if she trusts me,but she kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/381454/ This pen I hold within my handsit speaks to me in shrill demandsit cries for me to let it roamtravel wild, so far from homeyet i rarely grant it full free leaveperchance my thoughts it would decieveor cause it'd find that could not standto be championed by my handand yet the pen cont.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/378008/ I do not cry at death for I am not a selfish manI only grieve upon the things that may change by my own hand.At birth I do rejoice and sing,and make a merry specterat death i do the same againthough I look like a defector.I see no cause for tears to mournnor howls to pierce the night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/377913/ I see you every day,We like all the same songs,I think Descartes is right,you think that I am wrong,we both go home alone at night,and wish we had someone,to hold and call and think about,but yet we're still alone.If I stopped showing up at school one day,you'd notice the empty s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/376729/ If you let me in your heart, then keep me there with gleeIf you bore of my affections, then do not speak to meIf I am less then offered, I hold no grudge atallIf I am the man you loved, then why will not you call?If we crumble from the pressures of those who do not seeIf we don't share our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/372144/ Well i know you know im sorry, whether you say so or not.So here is a song to tell you that you'll not be forgot.Well im sorry that i promised, even sorrier that i lied.And if i could have lived with it, i would have never said goodbye.But i am just a man, no matter what i say, and some thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/354224/ Would it be those that I leached from?the providers I have always taken for granted?would it be the stranger, who could only hypothosise mylife based on a momentary glance of interest?would it be my pupils, who cannot understand my angst?would it be...who would it be?who on this earth wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/354219/ Thank goodness that pole rhymes with so much http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/354215/ You stood there waiting and wonderingin your white and black sweat pantsand your matching jacketYou listened to the conversations around you as you waitedI gotup to go and noticed you on the way outone moment of contactIronic that one moment unleashed a thousand dreamsYour skin, so pal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/354200/ Although country will perish,and family may to,still i choose family for my allegiance true Where country may fail me,so family may to,yet i choose family, my decision to rue. My blood and connections more firm then earth,are the points of affection that give my love girt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/354194/ Ignore spelling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/340181/ For a friend that I consider close enough to call her a sister.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/318253/ For my darling, that gal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/284148/ Another poem from my ex-girlfriend. I don't know why I keep posting her poems she made for me......but I think poetry should be shared. It also helps to prove my point that women are fickle and cruel creatures. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/277279/ Darling, You make me dream in clouds of white.of pure and innocent and strong and right.Sweety, You make me think in terms of blue.so kind, wise and always true.Baby, You make me pray in gold.with Your love no request is to bold.Cutey, You make me sing in red.so intensely vibrant i loo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/275366/ i cannot think,of what to say,to tell you why,i feel this way.i cannot begin,to understand,the way I feel,holding Your hand.i cannot find,the words to say,to tell You how amazing,You made this day.i cannot imagine,a greater bliss,then that i feel,within Your kiss.i cannot tell you,because you see,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/275365/ I want to be a poet, but I don't want to claim my poetry. I want everyone to hold it, see it, dream it, think it. It is not mine to own. It is my gift, or curse, to you, and you, and you, and all the rest as well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/271543/ A different girls betrayal. Apparently, I don't change much through the years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/263204/ Not my writing, as people who have read my other pieces will probably notice immediately. This is the response of a girl once known to me to my poem "prompt", which was originally a midnight text message. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/263196/ My words to a girl, confused and in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/263188/ the Doorway to helleven the smellreside in one word alone.to Frightened to leaveto Scared to sleepto Smart to.....the Door sits upon a wordthe Solemn wordLonely, Coldfull of Vibrant, Free and Fearful discoveriesthe Feel of skinthe Taste of sinhell resides upon one word:BORE.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/263186/ To complete the gal poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262784/ Long distance relationships, whatcha gonna do? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262783/ give me my cake, give me my bed,let me eat it there and abandon my head.why go crazy?  theres hollister here!along with enough chocolate to keep us busy for years.what about sex?well, theres an abundance of that, from all of our teenage s***s to our scandoulous queers.we have more.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262781/ For those of you who do not know, this song is inspired by a true story of a group of Elite marines in world war II who landed on a japanese controlled Island, which they overtook with minimal resistance. However, some of the valiant men were left on the http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262779/ A daydream of sorts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262776/ this is a poem to speak the new truththe pain and the heartachethe follies of youth.rejection is commonespecially for mebut I thought you were differentI just couldnt seeone afternoonafter a morning of blissI offered you homageone final kissyou took it squirminglike I g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262773/ In the mouth of the wolf, kill itIn the name of the father, obey itIn the name of the mother, forgive itIn the name of the brother, fight itIn the name of the sister, cherish itIn the name of the lover, protect herIn the name of thy self, become it.Semper paratus will hold me till de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262772/ I'm not good at this writing business http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262771/ Simple http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fox59tango/262768/