http://slow.writerscafe.org/UponTheBrink The original writings of author UponTheBrink en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775509394 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've come back a new man! I don't know that I'll be posting much poetry, but I thought of a cute little poem you can sing if you have the right rhythm. Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1240053/ It's all about perception. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1200966/ Everyone perceives color differently. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1200963/ A heart can only take so much pain before it becomes as cold as steel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1198721/ I believe this is the second poem I ever wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1198711/ I will not break. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197625/ This is kind of an intro to a story I'll probably never finish. I just had a few words running around my head that I wanted to get out there. On another note, I like stories about insanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197622/ Another old one. I guess I never really speak to her anymore...but I never forgot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197196/ Another of my earlier poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197193/ This is written to someone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197192/ Recently written. She's a certain sort of girl. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1197189/ I'm sorry if my recent poems have been mediocre quality; they are much older than some of the others. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1195892/ Life is short. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1195889/ Another poem where I took thirty seconds to just write whatever came out of my head. I think I'll be doing these daily. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1195524/ One about how short life is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1195523/ Here's a thirty second poem I wrote. I do these sometimes, so enjoy. I just felt like expressing my current mood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1195034/ So, I have a lot of poems with a recurring theme, but I was trying to achieve a poem I was truly happy with. Here's another one that I thought was okay that I had made along the way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1194864/ To my mother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1194862/ I like the imagery I put into this one. I feel like I could have done much better with the actual poem though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1194859/ I barely even remember writing this one, but I do actually recall the day I wrote it. It has an interesting rhyme scheme. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1194850/ I will not be another. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193879/ It took me way too long to say that. I've gotten rid of all the hate with this one poem though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193874/ This is a short story I wrote as an analogy/metaphor for a certain part of my life. It's the most symbolic piece I've written. It probably seems incoherent to most, but I promise it makes sense. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193807/ So, I actually just wrote this. Things have been a little rough lately, and I'd be lying if I said i hadn't lost myself somewhere along the way. I hope to find myself again soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193303/ This was another one of my early poems. I believe it was the first time I tried free verse. It's not really one of my favorites, but I want to include a lot of my poetry despite my opinion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193273/ I wrote this about a girl I once felt very strongly for but whom I now rarely speak to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1193261/ This was my first poem. I wrote it roughly a year ago when I realized the morning glory flowers in my yard had mysteriously died. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UponTheBrink/1192806/