http://slow.writerscafe.org/buckmanno The original writings of author Thomas B. Buckman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996134 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 So, I don't feel normal anymore.Not to say that I ever did, its just now I feel a tad more out of place. I guess it could be due to the fact that I'm very close to happiness, and I don't know why. Its quite a satisfying feeling. You get up in the morning, look outside, and even on a rainy day everyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/662899/ Making the possible, totally impossible. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/662891/ A new start perhaps... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/647609/ This is everything about nothing. It is amazing what a little beer and boredom do to you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/536434/ I'm the good distraction..a retraction of the hard reality.I can tell you its alright,Keep you blindfrom the mortality that binds..I'm your love's instigation...for you, inspiring,for me, masturbation.Tired of this danceTired of being usedTired of the heartless whoresof loves tired muse.I smile and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/518838/ I think it's a tad dark. I'm not this guy. If this poem relates to you, I hope you have someone to talk to. If you don't, let me know. 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http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/478113/ I ramble, I writeNever in spite,of anything or anyone around me.....--You say I need a planyou say I need a seasonI do as I wishFor this, I need no reasonI act how I actand do what I doIt's always my summerno wintertime doom..No lack of my sunSometimes I wonderif .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/477419/ This is everyones heartbreakHow much time will this twisted rhyme takeThis darkness nearing seems like pure evil..labors of lost souls those lustful piggy piggysdont understand that you have to knowbefore you throw yourselfin front of the bus linenamed lovethe 3pm afterno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/476243/ 1989perspective. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/476135/ An awkward poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/475987/ His name is JohnHe was a jokerHe liked good scotchPlayed some pokerHe went all inWhen he was all outAte all the liverGot a case of goutHe thought too muchHe went too farCouldn't get outOf the god damned barThe tavern was his homeHis dwelling of choiceWhen there he w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/473647/ To Michaelangelo O' Neil http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/470963/ I come from the land of the melting snowWith nothing to giveand nowhere to goI listen to the radioand hear all the liesThose heart throb b******sThose cheap nursery rhymesThis no money has me bindingno job, all the time, I'll just keep on windingUntil the time of my san.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/470062/ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCY3BH1a5bk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/470052/ A five minute poem thing I wrote many moons ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/470018/ When I tell of my high school mess,I simply tell them, it was catastrophic, at bestThe people were meansome teachers were s****ybut there I did learnto be smart,to be witty.Still I tell them when they ask me the restI simply say, it was catastrophic, at best.Some of my frie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/468757/ This glass house societyblack balled propriety can't prove em wrong?Make them wrongpull a stuntget crazy.Tell liesSpread hate...Step 1: Demoralize Step 2: ExacerbateAll we do now is sit and wait.Anger traveling like a zepplinthis fire goes out of controlWe c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buckmanno/467869/