http://slow.writerscafe.org/Another-Natalie The original writings of author N. N. Grainger en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775992392 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Monologue from a script I'm creating for my A2 drama piece. Character names's are a little odd. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/902230/ Love, ‘tilnow I’ve lived life a child.You are awoman though you sleep like a bairn. I will houseyou in lofty arms,Defeat theworld for your protection, Cradle youheart-face to my shoulderAnd sigh asyou snuffle to my breast. Ni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/831563/ Possibly a little sketchy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/757799/ I swear she’s just a child, yet she holds my head in herhands.Grasps me like a haphazard rock atop a traffic cone.And like a bandy GoliathShe tests my lips like cold waters on toes.Trying for the first time the likes of my hulking frame.And she purses her lips and ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/752741/ Below or above or inside her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/752402/ Father, I've hidden my heart almost everywhere and you still haven't found it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/751698/ My latest submission to my college creative writing group :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/727845/ A short poem about my opinions on equality :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/727841/ "The only landslide I want to cause..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/574436/ Next to that one in a million http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/423079/  2:37am They call this an ungodly hourFor sin is best sinned when sinned under starsGives in to mystery and strangers in the darkBut behind the dark oblique, the pillar deepIn a square lit window I’m discarded by sleepWishing but not receiving and eyes turning sourC.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/423073/ I almost never get inpiration from what i see "Because her eyes are like mine, when she looks my way." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/416969/ anywhere but here http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/415246/ I dedicate this to my cat Sooty :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/402697/  Eyes Of Mine  Remember that day, you looked me in the face?The reflection of the sun leaving lines in it’s place.Blue eyes mean nothing but reflections of skiesAll they’ll do is dazzle you, so look on behind,because superficial mirrors are these eyes of mine bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/402266/ a poem about drawing all over someone you love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/402263/  When the wind blows When the wind blows,Do you still feel my kissOn your foreheadWhere I left it?Do you still smell my scentTouching your cheekWhere you smelled it? As the grass growsAnd the seasons melt,Do you feel my presenceBehind you, where I left it?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/386267/ my attitude towards the current recession http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/386264/ You can never touch her.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/385928/ my very own brand of perfectionism http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/385927/ capturing the moment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/383327/ a brief peek into human nature http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/382842/ a really strange but aware dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/379092/ a true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/379090/ This Isn't Actually me by the way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/378298/ a poem about a whole spectrum of actions and emotions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/378295/ a short poem about time shared between people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/378293/ the title says it all really http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/378290/ a continous tour of lives in a city, make up your own mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/378285/ this about the way i feel when im out at night i feel as if i could just run and run i feel free and exited http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Another-Natalie/377227/