http://slow.writerscafe.org/MRsampson The original writings of author KidAnthony en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776218697 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Preview of my upcoming book, Running in the Wrong Direction. Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1344823/ Listen to the rain on the rooftops.If you listen closely, it tells a story.How one becomes many,and even though they are separated,The heat of desperation brings them back together.Suddenly, many become one.Many memories.Many dreams.One goal.As the dark cloud passes over again,It releases its childr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247813/ A world without you is like a world without color,Blues become blacks,And artist shudder.A world without me is like  a song without words,It keeps on moving,Except there are no shocking turnsNow a world without words,And a song without color,Is like a baby born,With no family, no motherHis thou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247776/ She stands five feet tall with the wings of an angelHiding behind her horns and fangs, is a haloWith eyes of smooth obsidian,And a mind like black ice,She's a combination more dangerous than any lover's tryst.Social Butterfly,You'll steal my soul away.Even prayers from above,Sent by denizens from be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247765/ Flickering lightbulbs, cheap whiskey and a forgettable night.That's all we've become.No longer do I enjoy partaking in you,The morning after is just too much.Yet, I can't let you go.You're my addiction.Slowly, I undress you, same as I've always done.Tonight, you're slippery.I whisper to you,"We can'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247732/ You're the girl that makes me fantasizeAbout love and its enterpriseOver Papa John's pizza I love to canabalizeWith foolish thoughts I can't stand to hideWith an overabundance,and, therefore, Lack of pride.See, the way I see youAin't the way you see meBecause if we saw eye to eyeWe'd be straight as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247331/ You know not what you seek,Nor the crop you sow,But in time you will learn the errors in both.You speak with false wisdom,Act wit h false courage,And fight with false strength,All of which's memories will fade.Come to me,Mortal instrument.I will play you a tune.Soundless, thought it may be,It will l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1247329/  Anthony washed the blood from hisknife. The fight was unsettling. Who was Andretti Holmes? Who did herepresent? Why were they trying to buy the Suits? How did he find outabout the Suits? These questions swirled around in Anthony's headlike the maroon water in the porcelain sink. He loo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1093887/ I shall use no names,For those forbidden lovers named are forever exposed,Forever to live out their days of anonymity in the spotlightNo longer will the secret thrill of a forbidden fruit excite them,For it will be on everyone's lips.Figuratively and literally.The secret pas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1092948/ Desire.It will drive a sane man into the gnarled hands of insanity,and he will insist on staying there.Aloud he will always denounce his madness,Knowing the fine line he walks,Good and EvilLove and HatredYet he dances upon the line as though it matters naught,For his desires lead him into bloodied n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091628/ The shards of sanity crash around meYet my skin appears unscathed by the eventWithin each, a piece of my soul resounds,But is swept away before a voice can be heard.I hold my face as my smile widensAnd the sounds of emotion begin to dance before meOh, but they are out of rhythm.The dull drone of wis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091530/ The soft snowfall covered the landscape. Trenches and trees alike were filled with the white wonder. The forest was still under the heavy breath of the Winter night. A single woman's footsteps crunched over the snow and ice as she sought refuge. This winter had not been a kind one. She knew that if .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091492/ Always open to suggestions on characters, development, and new ideas! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091486/ Perilously you tread within an unknown templeUnbeknowingst to you of the demon sleeping withinThe temple tells you"Go no further,For your sight will fail long before your mind does"Yet you flounder along,Running into statues,Tripping over pews,And relieving yourself on the altar.And suddenly, the de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091477/ Upon the open road,We crossed the villages where land meet sky,And blood rose from the Sun in the east.You stepped out daringly, sword in handI always lagged behind, afraid of your mightScarred and Barren were your eyes,Oh, the torments you had seen."Aye, a broken man he is. Lost his family to raide.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091475/ The darkest prison cannot out shine the beauty of radiant lightFrom within my solitude it, it begins to wash over me,causing a reaction I can neither interpret or explain,I just acceptThe pain and puzzle it causes makes me wonder just what it is I fight for,But it hits me, its more than just the phy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091473/ With trembling faith, I allow her to take me.She brings me into depths the likes of which I've never knownDarkness swirls before me,with the ever present feeling of impending doomYet I hold her tight as we make our way through the madness of emotion and chaos,Resurfacing on the long forgotten shores.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091472/ A poem of self-destruction and revelation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MRsampson/1091467/