http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ptx The original writings of author Patrick O'Neil en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775969718 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There is a wind, that blows over the earth, beast and man.This wind cares not about who you are or what you know.It cares only about the howling tempest, lightning and thunder from dusk to dawn. It finds the smallest of cracks and quickly fills a housewith dust, rain and snow. It brings he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/2837888/ A story about life and love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1936261/ It's raining and the wind is blowing, almost like it's cleaning, sweeping away the old and broken.It's wonderful to see the world clean and new. It's much harder, to go through the washing cycle. It makes me wonder?.. is this the start of a poem, or just life in general? If .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1419712/ When you say something. When you do something. When you touch a heart in such a way it shattered. Is there a way to mend? Is there a way to save? Can any words, written or spoken even begin to heal the broken. When, love is lost, can it be found?When all that is left is goodbye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1419242/ When we are young we see the world, simply, before we are touched by the corruption of the world. The proud acceptance of a father, the healing love of a mother that's all we want, all we need. Time is a hard teacher, it strips away, slowly, relentlessly very ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1414203/ I would have you stand before me. Naked, exposed with eyes closed. Waiting, wanting to be touched. I would reach out my hand. Place it softly on your cheek. The warmth on your cool skinbrings with it anticipated pleasure. Taking a path, slowly, softly, down your silky neck and follow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1413257/ The winter started much like most other winters. With a cold, relentless wind. It stripped away all that was green.All that was good, everything. In its wake a baron shell of what was once, beautiful. Now scattered in all directions, lies the lifeless rotting remnant of th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1397750/ If I imagine something beautiful. Something true. Will it be of you? Is this a new beginning, or just the end. Perhaps a poem, a story or just a thought. What ever it may be, I truly hope. In this fleeting image, of imagination. That something beautiful, that something tru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1395875/ I made an Oath, many, many years ago.An Oath made freely, willingly. This Oath was made notalone.  I said the words, that sealed the bond,The words were true, spoken without regret.Wrapped around my heart, it warms and protects in winterstorms. I never let t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1246130/ Endless drifting, day and night. Slowly dragging the lifeless body. I speak in grunts and groans. Sometimes i scream in anger or desperation, its all the same. What drives me is hunger. To taste the living.. to be alive. It controls me. Chasing everything .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1200240/ Have you ever feltphysical pain, in your heart? With the thought of self disgust,self worthlessness?You have no place in this world,no matter how hard you try. Every thing around you, screams!Outcast!, no room for you.Days like today, it overruns me.it takes my heart, beats.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1195387/ Afraid to run and afraid to walk.Afraid to stare, directly at the sun.Manage the risk, manage it well.Keep hidden so no one can tell. Risk exists everywhere, in everything.Danger and warning, constantly fleeing. Don’t touch and don’t dare to feel.Neve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1187821/ Every man needs a woman.Every woman, needs a man.We are made to love and be loved.It’s all about love. We live and die for love.We love so much, and care so little.We speak of it, but we don't really know it.Human love, it’s so fragile and brittle... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1185711/ You look at me, seeing only what you want.Thinking, you can change and fix me?You're misguided, sweet and innocent. My walls are high, steel plated.The moat, razor wire and crocodile infested.Minefields, with killer bloodhounds.Guards with guns, and can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1181449/ Left and right, up and down,four walls, have me bound.It compresses and containsit gives no room to move.Screaming without a sound,voice dry and numb. No echo can be found.  Night and day, hope and pray.Lock release? Liberate! Squeeze harder, inc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1177616/ I have no value, no meaning. My life is a rumor, just a myth. Thinking, contemplating, my utterly useless breath. This body, mind and dead soul. Fallen, ice cold, drifting pointless. Impact without a sound or tremor,  no shock wave, no hole. Dreams, hop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1177316/ I am, a child of an age.Where everything I know, was learned not, from my parents. I learned, when to laugh and cry.How to kiss, and how to lie.Who to love, and who to hate.When to be real, and when to fake.  I'ma child of this age,of man-made splendour.Displayed in every home,wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1177259/ When I was borne,and times were rough. My mother put it in my bottle. That was my first, not my last, heaven taste, called: coffee. As a teenager, drunkfrom a youthful party. Hangover!I took it strong and black, with no sugar, to help me face the day.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1176243/ "He is old and frail,  he should be, put out to pasture "I've heard them say... Many years have passed,waiting and seeking,that perfect moment.When all life’s success and failures converge intobrilliant bright singularity.Epiphany! .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1176224/ Dark secret.Hidden so deep.Buried beneath, mountains.Never will you see, light of day.Dark secret.It's always there, a constant reminder.Dare not wake, dare not face it.Dark secret. Hunts you down.Tracking your sent.It has tainted your world.It won't ever, let you forget .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175769/ In the corners of the mind, the shadows of the heart. Lurking in disguise,a whisper in the dark.You think at first, it's nothing.Happened too fast, to care. When it happens again?Passion, chooses to ignore it.Soon, fire turns into a flicker.Leaving only coal, and ash.Open e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175766/ I'm too thin and too fat.I'm too short and too tall.I'm beautiful and ugly.Always there are reasons.Reasons to hate and judge.After all, we are all, only human. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175764/ You look at me, in that special way.Without words, My body knows, what you say. My heart beat, faster, faster.You softly bite, the corner of your lip.Pulse now racing, all senses fully awake.I reach for you. Gently, touching your face.Tilting your head, just slightly.Eyes c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175763/ I regret, that i saw you.I regret, we laughed and talked.I regret, i gave you flowers.I regret, the first kiss.I regret, that i asked you. I regret, you said yes.I regret, everything about you.Mostly i regret,the time, with you.For now, I miss you so.I regret, that i love you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175762/ I read poetry, it cannot be denied.It has become, an addiction. At first, only one or two.Now i cannot stop,until I've read, quite a few. Intriguing and compelling,Seeking, the hidden meaning. Written, between the line's. Hearts and souls, fully exposed, black ink, on white p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175761/ Do you really, want this?Just stop, and think!You don't know what you're up against.You think, size give you advantage?Because I am calmly hidden in a corner,I pose no threat?These thoughts only show, pride and vanity.They scream, of stupidity.If I, let loose, all my fury... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175759/ E = MC2The scientific and mathematical,equation, for the calculation, of the relativity of love.Were mass and energy are equals.Understanding the formula,a constant, and variable is required.Simple addition, and a little twist. "C2", the constant, where C2 = (B/A)A: is always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175758/ "To be, or not to be?"A good question.Sometimes, i answer without a fraction, of hesitation. Then there are days, long days. Mixed together, a blurred, half true reality. Good and evil, they have no boundaries.Like twins, you can't tell apart.Your mind spins, in every direct.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175753/ Mommy? “Can I be a cougar, when I grow up?” The question, from little Suzy.Mommy blushes,grins and turns her head.She knows, the hidden meaning.She pours a glass of milk,pretending, she heard nothing.“Mommy, please? Please?” Suzy now persist.Stuck in a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175750/ Sometimes, at strange hours, I get this flash, of inspiration.From nowhere, it comes in fast lasting just a moment.Its almost, supernatural.Staring in the heart, taking over, the mind.Then moves into my hand,compelling it, to write. Am I a poet? Don’t think I am.Don't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175746/ What is it, to be calm and still?To not always, hunger.What is it, to have joy and laughter? To never cry, have pain or anger.Is it, a dream, a apparition.Stepping in when you least expect, and gone, just as sudden.This is the carrot, of immortal bliss.Humanity yokes under.A pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175745/ Spent most part of the night crying.Really don't know way? Wanting, longing, for something?Tired all the time, was late for work, again.The boss is bitching, I just smile and pretend.I hate this job, these people.Don’t know why, I haven’t left.Probably need the money,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175744/ Looking up to the night sky.I see millions flicker.Burning bright, among them one without equal. Standing here alone surround by the dark.It makes me wonder,if i reach, could i touch you.Truly i will burn, long before,i reach your heart.For darkness can't survive your nucle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175742/ Let me introduce, a revolution of evolution,the language of the youth.Gone are the days, of letters, emails and SMS. Now is the future, with shorthand text. Really brilliant, simplicity, with its lack, in structure.Redeemed, by speed and ease, made for, and by technology.Ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175739/ A man walks into a dinner.a stressed, drunk robber, pulls the trigger. Girl of thirteen, assaulted in a alley,the man that had her trapped, showed no mercy.A cop, sold stuff, he believed won't be missed.Only to end up, in a cage, of steel and concrete. Random act, on random days an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175738/ You see them, out on the street,ragged coat, bear feet.They look with wanting eyes asking, something to eat.Will you, be the one?In hospital beds they lay near to death, alone they pray. No family, no friendsalone they face the end. Will you, be the one?Old age homes, fil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175737/ To receive inspiration.A blessing and perfect gift. Rain that falls, on barren earth.Cools and refreshes,gives hope, of rebirth. It reaches deep, touches everything.Turns a puddle into a stream,a river, to shape the earth, and wash it clean. To be inspiration.Miracle and magica.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175735/ I need to know? I need to remember,the bigger picture, of this hearts puzzle.Many pieces lost, long..long ago. I now must put back together.All I have now, just a few pieces bent and broken, memories.Pick them up, one by one, and then try, to make them fit.Was this the joy and laug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175733/ Can you see, there on the horizonthat distant flicker, of a light?Can you hear, the soft voice whisperinto the dead of night?Can you feel, the ground, it trembleswith great anticipation?For too long, we've waited, hiding in the shadows. Voices mute and dreamsforgotten.Now the time .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175732/ Let go, the fear, let go the pain.The broken heart, the bitter tear.Set free the captive! Let loose the soul!This mind, that won't let go.As we struggle, day by day, toreasons why, things go this way. Peace and rest, we long to find,within the cage, of the twisted mind.Let go, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175731/ Early morning. Duty calls.Alarms to be, at beckon call.We travel from, near and farto be the next, great, business star.Dressed to duel, in silk and tieto blame and shame, the other guy.The game is won, with someones fall.He that gets, the bosses, dreaded call. Many that toil,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175727/ Paint a picture with your words.Tell me something, i haven't heard.Let me see, the world anew, with your text, from a different few. Tell me everything, I have to see, who you are, and hope to be.Share, what you feel,make it true, make it real.Draw the lines, color them in.Buil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175725/ Winter wind, fast and cold,cuts through divide of flesh and bone.Winter chill, invades my soul.Dark mornings and longest nights,longing for, summers light.Where are you summer sky?Wait we will and wait we must. Shiver we shall, shiver we must.Winter cold, brings death and rust... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175720/ I Wish?...I wish, I was someone else.Someone of fortune, fame, nobility.To have, things and diamond rings.I Wish?..I wish that I, could do great things.Save the world or make it new. Do the stuff, that make the news. I Wish?..I wish the world would stop!Telling me, who I am,... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175718/ I can not, believe my luck!Thinking I would be, forever stuck.Yet here you are, my beautiful, avatar.How could it be a fake?my true love, @sweetheart 88We danced, quick reply and slang from room to room, from 8 to late.We shared love's words, in cyberspace,made special, by net.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175716/ Met someone, online!We LOL, and had a good time.Words were spoken, Too little too few, No worry, soon we will redo.O life, online? Cruel unkindNo reply, request denied!Cyber dumped, it seemsNo reason or goodbye.Its not polite, to be rude, mad or cry when you post a final good.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ptx/1175713/