http://slow.writerscafe.org/JM The original writings of author John Morris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776155570 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sarah has been sent to Rome to find a possible Incentive member Gurhst. The only problem is how does she assassinate him in a coliseum when he is next to Julius Caesar? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/669719/ Following on from Snippet *7 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/663098/ The Snippet's return. In this one I detail my fears and thoughts as tomorrow I shall meet my father. A man who has no idea I exist. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/662220/ Addiction Spread-eagled swimming, my desire thirstsFor something granting uplifting freedom.The needle posed reading for insertion. Inside, it dives. Breaking ground. Digging in.Opening veins, sensations wild, cuttingThe fine line as my arm seeps, my blood weeps.Hungry for this sweet se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/662089/ Following a gang of teenagers as they make their way across the city at night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/661659/ The end of the beginning of my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/556313/ A prologue that is difficult to understand and tells you nothing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/556311/ My life over the past two years have been a mess to say the least. I thought that I would write about them, for my own sake, and to show people what a person can go through and still come out smiling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/556308/ Can you hear the silence? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/554716/ One of my friends has been manipulated by teachers trying to get her to do what they want; some even sexually. I was sickened so wrote this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/417986/ This one is about the resent swine flu virus that has gripped the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/412999/ Britain's Rain. Filling in every crack stalling our day. Anyone see the comparision to the government (You may only get that if you live in England at the moment.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/412715/ A short poem with no name http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/412405/ Gag Try to breath through your mouth,As you seem to talk from your arse;Gagging on your s**t.  Your words are a slur ofRacial discriminationAnd puerile hatred.  Pushing the minorities down,Dancing on their graves,Laying them to waste,Its your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/411193/ Look through the window http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/410795/ For a contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/409904/      ‘Have You Been Here Before?’  ‘Have you been here before?’The taxi driver asked me.‘Yes. I use to live here, a long time ago.’‘Why did you leave?’‘Why does anyone leave a sinking shi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/409900/  To Be Free (Open Up) I take a cold hard look at theBathroom Sink. My golden bloodSeeping out. Dripping gently from my wrist.The weight of the paper in my hands,I could not stray from answering theHundreds of life-changing questions.Consuming. So small yet worth so m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/409666/  A Man Does Weep   1   I sat rustling on a forest bench,   Staring blankly at an empty park,   Weeping softly into my hands.   Troubled. Waiting for them to come,   Becoming locked inside a desolate cage, &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/405678/ DrifterA symphony of images playEchoing my life gone by,Standing by the roadside,Backpack breaking my shoulder,Holding my loved photo,A family lost to time. A violent shock clears my mind,I drift ashore, my flotsam scattered by,The beach shone with silver sand,My mind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/404928/ Do you believe your Aphiest? I believe no one is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/404221/ You Breeding dogs. What do you mean Breeding Dogs? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JM/404118/