http://slow.writerscafe.org/Bman83 The original writings of author Brannon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006501 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She sat their covered in gold , with a purple cloak made of silk She hold secrets, deep in her mind Talking about God and judgment, with crimson red lips Gripping on to you, while locking you up in chainsShe was conning with her tung, loaded with power High on herself as she poin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1687322/ In the evening of Empires Dishonor blows in the wind Trust does not existMen lie and men dieTrying to preserve distant dreams As puppets play games, with their owndestiny’sReal men die and are thrown into heaps Are two meters deepNo markers with names.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1369497/ I HAVE BEEN TO THE COLUMBIA I HAVE SEEN HER FORCE AND MIGHT BEEN AT THE BASE OF MT. HOOD IN EVENING LIGHT WALKED, HER SANDY SHORES IN THE DEAD  OF NIGHT  OREGON ..OH OREGON   SHE'S UNPREDICTABLE, DEVILISH   SHE RUNS ON HER OWN TIME  SH.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1225907/ California she'll kill you with those long warm nightsand wild neon lightsSo, hot blooded California You can't take it slowWhen she's around She'll make you go down But she so beautiful California She'll kill with a smile As you in brace , those sunny days She'll j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1225537/ the land of the free A land that stays with meOh I love her so America the freeshe has been tarnished not running free oh as I cry with thy my America not my country Of my youth I hang my headSo, sad to see we have failed, her so old gory got sold&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1207253/ The sabers are rattling , the mans at the door looking through the  windowwith a wild look in his eyes, ready to go  As the forth amendment, crawls out the bathroom windowthe first sits on the  flat screen TV and lies through his shiny white teethAnd the Second walks out the door.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1204554/ When you were youngYou never thought of living in a slumYou could become a bum  This world just makes you numb You never thought youwould be begging, for changeBe a woman of the nightselling your leg This world will make you numbYou can spend your lifeliving by ,the lawAnd end up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1181730/ On this dockSitting on the bay Trying out my sea legs Good by yesterdayThere is a placeI must go, all the Nuts, lay lowTo get away, escapeFrom yesterday Today, I sitnot thinking about yesterdaySunsets on the bay Tomorrow I won't thinkAbout today   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1181574/ What is life, without love Like King Midas without his glove Sheltering from, a sea storm in a cove Is it that hard to find love like being lost in a wind storm That seems, to have no sourceOr just in the eye, of the storm Stolen, from a poor man only with a gold coinThen c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1181056/ The Suit Down the road Imove In a trance ,dancing Moving to a rhythm So, the starsdon't hold still Cars buses movearound so unrealCan't look backstillMaking me so illJust want to healA man came out ofthe blueWho knows who Dress.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1180950/ RainAsI listen, to the rain OhIs this really saneOrwe all to blame AsI listen, to the rain Pitter-patteringAsI slip into a dream worldWhereeverything is bliss Werethe world is at peaceOhas i listen to the rain Pitter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1180708/ Longago I was born long ago In a far and distant place Where the wind blow in my face And the sun dance across wide open space so, I set out on the road Trying to lighten my load As th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bman83/1180707/