http://slow.writerscafe.org/WaronIdiocy The original writings of author WaronIdiocy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776120023 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love lost behind a heavy doorNot one slammed But fell ever slowlyWith a never faltering, agonizing paceAnd all I could do was watchI tried in vainWith all my might I triedTo fling back that cursed obstructionWith never ceasing vigor I triedAnd all I got was painLove in glimpses I have spiedBrie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510811/ One bold step forward into the mazewithout fear or doubt, Exhausted yet unrelenting,With hope never yielding.In a perfect world that would be enough,Nothing but loneliness is ever found alone.Without guidance or aidthe path will remain triumphantly lostOptimism will hold the spirit true,while h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510808/ Death came a rapping,A rap tap tappingOn my door todayIn an unexpected way.There was no reaper grim Or starving man so thin,No monster, dragon or beast,No deadly fangs or gnashing teeth.My death is a girl so fairWith long, dark, nut brown hair.Misery found in beautiful eyesAnd a smile born of s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510805/ Why is it so wrong to beIn dire need of ecstasy, To settle my nerves, In voluptuous curves,Bringing joy to you and me.Why condemn me to frustrationWhen so simple is my salvation.But you claim that I must sever,Every hope in this endeavor, To be granted such elation.Is it pride or vanityThat cou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510802/ Let me stop your loss of glossLet me take away your pearThe principle it will costYou’ll hold forever dearNow is the time of requestLet me take it from your cheekWhy do you still protestIt makes a terrible antiqueOut with itShed that cold companionAway with itYou must obey the cannonMake your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510801/ The world looks so much better when I retreat insideWhere wondrous hopes and fanciful dreams resideOr when in slumber sweet dreams befall my headAs I lay down my head to rest upon the bedWhere soft spoken words would never hide a lieAnd promises are promises that never turn up dryAnd compliments wou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510799/ The lone wolf is exactly that, aloneAn idol in miseryHidden from himselfLiving proof that ignorance is blissLiving a life of excuses instead of actionHeld aloft on an empty pedestalThe real heroes make up that pedestalSupport out of the lime lightHidden or just ignoredA wolf’s howl is not a cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/510797/  At first, all I could remember was pain.  It was all I could hear, all I could smell, and all I could see, I could even taste it.  I wallowed in a universe of agony.  Molten lightning coursed through every inch of my existence and everything else ceased to be.  Yet after an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/478939/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/478938/ Butterfly Jewel of the wind,so lovely and temperate,fluttering along.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/350456/ The great revealer,Touching both on truth and lie,Tearing both away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/332780/ Slow withering pain,Masking, hiding joy and rage,taking life away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/332779/ Death to those who cannot see.Life is not a fearful dream.Theirs is chaos,Theirs catastrophe.The truths of life they cannot see. They are those that dream sad dreams.The bearers of false miseries.Theirs is weeping.Thiers is grief.Inciting fear wherever they've been. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/332777/ One pure white candle,wavering in the darkness,beautiful and rare. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/332753/ At first hidden,Timid and mysterious.Searching for unknown origins,Ignored and denied. Eventually welcomed,awkward and unsure.Hoping for warmth and shelter,Guarded and cautious. Then playful,Happy and excited.Jumping for joy,Wanted and loved. Finally rest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/332750/  The Quest of Pain It is like a swelling weight.Crushing from all sidesInsides crumpling like an empty canEvery churning bit of filth bubbling forthA dirty gurgle of emotional sewageleaving an empty shell This shell refills againReforming a wrinkled shadowslowl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307757/  The River It begins as rain,A storm of ill tidings comes from thin air.Ominous thunder, echoes, continuously. A perennial typhoon, remembered, but not expected.Winds of the past joining winds new to the world. Then a dirty trickleRunning through gullies, do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307751/ This poem is based on an account of a battle in a journal of an English soldier part of an occupational force in Scotland. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307747/  Where Am I A seagull calls,Alone in the sky.Circling above me.A lonesome calling.Where am I? I feel no sand,I hear no waves,I smell no salt in the air.Not the beach.Where am I? I feel no stifled breeze,I smell no reeking heat,I see no piled garb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307743/  Chaos of a Fireplace Fire higherFlight and fallingStairs calling upward,through smoke and fog. CrumblingSlidingDyingCrying out in night mare Mothers callingMouths are dryingFlailingAnd struggling to fall Stones and bonesMother widowsm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307738/  A Growing Idea One seed.A minuscule grain of life,Placed into fertile ground,Remembered and cared for,Bursts forth from its earthen bedsheets,Green and vibrant. Now struggling to grow higher.Thin and flexible, susceptible to change.Rooting deeper never to be m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307736/  Forward Break forth!Cut your chains,let none question,listen only to your own true selfNot the self that you own, that you claimThe one sense of self that claims youYour true self Find it!Reclaim yourselffind a sanctuary and searchleave everything behind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/307733/  Fire Loudly the call soundsOrange tinges the night skyDeath’s omen soars high http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/306367/  Love Joy beyond measureLifting, carrying onwardThere is nothing else http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/306366/  Hope A dancing candleIncandescent light burningPiercing blackest nightmares http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/306365/ There is not anything I can say that the poem doesn't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/305813/ This poem is about a fencing bout. I feel it accurately describes the emotions of true fencing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/305803/ This poem is about gentle death at old age. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/305800/ This is a poem about Happiness, it is as simple as that. Follow the imagery and go with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/305791/ This is a poem about working in a forge. Focus more on the sounds of the words more than their meanings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WaronIdiocy/305786/