http://slow.writerscafe.org/joejoewilson The original writings of author Joey Wilson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775510278 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This was a poem that i wrote for all the people in my life who went to the extremes to help me out when I was going through a rough time of my life. Thanx guys! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/488291/ As it seems that life gets better and better for me, the wicked little thingNamed fate or destiny, whatever the case may be,seems to destroy happiness for me and cause a major stingand it just seems so hard for me to see.The things I reach for or try to fight for seem to be imp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/478579/  Why in my life, when I think that I've found something great,I am torn between love and hate?I had all I ever wanted, then in an instant,all was lost, by means of distance.If this is what love is, then I don't want it,this pain is so much, that I just want to quit.I want to stay .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/455111/ A description of the events that have happened just recently. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/446939/ Once a man, one with a full life to lead, now nothing more;the world took all he held sacred once before.But once again life showed all is not predictable;taught him a lesson such as one from a fable.The son he thought to be his prodigy and his help;the boy he raised from a little whelp... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/436667/ Love Is love real, or a figment of imaginations run wild;A flaming passion or a flame that is mild.Hearts get broken and cannot be mended;the feelings leave most people winded.The feeling of losing one you love leaves you maimed;Never again will you be taimed.Tainted or pure, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/434521/  Fate can be cruel or kind, malice or benign,can come after a long wait, or in the blink of an eye.It can be horrid or wonderful, healing or destructive,it can destroy a life or help reconstructive.So then why do we think we can control it?It is not earthly, has no conscious, has .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/434520/ This is a poem i wrote when all felt wrong and I wanted to write to make it right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/434519/ This is the way I feel about the way life goes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joejoewilson/434517/