http://slow.writerscafe.org/ImogenKeys The original writings of author paperdaydreams en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776040455 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wanted to tell you all about my experience volunteering at a playscheme over the summer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1243193/ I wrote this for the contest 'in a line' but then realised it was closed, kept the entry anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1225467/ Dappled daylight drips onto my toesA kaleidoscope of sunbeam frecklesWhite sales ponder the ocean above my headA single glowing lighthouse calling them homeMother, Humming hot-breathed lullabiesAs we ink this beautiful summer tattoo. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1225004/ Characters:Emery saponara18Blondey brown hair (wavy)Brown eyesAbout 5'6Kai Brodie19Brown hairBlue eyesAbout 6'Jay25Brown curly hairGreen eyesAbout 6'1Hazel4Brown hairGreen eyesArrianne saponara17White blonde hair Blue eyesAbout 5'4Willow lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1224995/ My friend Lucy sadly passed away yesterday <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1199392/ Whilst Ash is away fighting at war Cassie convinces herself he has been killed in action. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1192684/ He calls himself an artist,But i believe he's far from there. His work is quite dull, It's truly missing some flare. 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The next, I was standing amoungst the same people, still screaming but now for an entirely different reason. "I don't think you understand how excited I am for tonight" Cassie was cl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1183732/ A poem about self harming http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1170939/ You feel like you're falling into nothingBut you can learn to flyYou don't have to let your smile dieYour wings may not be made of featheringSwooping arcs of delicate silk Instead that bottle top from the milkYou tipped into the tea you drankWith your mum as she told you We're going .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1165068/ As soon as we heard their footsteps everyone could already tell they didn't belong here. The harsh tapping of stilettos cut into the pavement as the girl rounded the corner. Her long blonde hair was scrunched into ringlets that looked as if they had more crunch than a deep ridge crisp. Her lips were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1147286/ Keeping a secret can sometimes make you feel like the burden is killing you slowly from the inside. As you try to cover up the pain from the outside you're only trapping the murderer in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1136019/ 'Where the hell have you been you stupid girl?!' The slap hit me hard in the face as I reeled and tried to keep balance on my feet. My father pressed his face up against mine so I could practically taste the alcohol that reeked from his lips. 'I told you before not to be in late again but you didn't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1129567/ A light hearted poem about falling in love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1126451/ Just wanted to let out my feelings after some things that happened today, I didn't think about the words, just typed what I felt really so I know it's not the best but it's raw http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1118081/ He holds the paper in his palmstaring down at the wounds he's inflictedthe words his biro carved into the pageleaving scars that wont fadeand as he closes his hand&nbsp;and tries to crumple the storyhis fragile shaking body crumples toounder his minds dark huebecause trying to forget&nbsp;means he f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1112800/ As he strokes his hand along her jawlinehe doesn't mind when he finds no soft curls&nbsp;for his fingers to entwineshe smilesa sad tear filled twitch of the lipsas he tells her she's beautifulno sweet love song plays in her headonly the beep of the machinethat reminds her she's still alivebecause in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1112787/ A poem about a girl suffering from anorexia http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1111663/ A poem from child's viewpoint who's dad has just returned from war http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1099289/ I look at you And straight away I'm fallingTripping and falling On the floorNot caringAbout the bluey yellowBruises you've inflictedThe wounds I can see They will come I trip and fall for youThe barriers I built upLike the layers of makeupAre slippingMy fingertips clutch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1097098/ I thought I would write a short story based on Christmas seeing as it's that time of year http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1088681/ Sometimes I just need to get awayFrom the worries and the fearAnd so I slot in the headphonesLike a phone call with musicThe lyrics tell me everything will be okBetter than any friendThe drum beat runs constantThe only constant in an ever changing placeThe mellodic voiceSmooth like the silk bed shee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1087954/ A poem about how many memories and meanings cancer holds for people. The picture is of my five year old cousin Louis who is currently fighting cancer <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1083521/ A poem just to remind you never to forget the value of your life and not to waste it away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1080050/ Ididn't even have to turn around to know I was being followed. As I ran throughthe derelict streets my feet pummelled hard against the concrete ground, drummingout a pounding rhythm, the wind slapped my cheeks. My hair whipped in a tangledmass against my face and through the thin material of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1079364/ When comes the hour he searches for a new brideDawn abandoned him and broke awayThe pink and blue of her silk wedding dressThat reminds him every dayShe can never stop running&nbsp;She started now she's trapped she can't stopHer peachy curls worn wispy with fearWith highlights of aqua and daylight o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1079083/ A story based on an alternate history during which the sole purpose of the world is to create the 'perfect generation'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1078724/ Based on personal experience a poem about insecurities http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1078444/ Here is the prologue to a book Barbed Wire Roses I have started to write. It's based on an alternate history and the aim to create the 'perfect generation'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1078138/ This is a poem i wrote about a troubled teenager searching for an escape http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImogenKeys/1078110/