http://slow.writerscafe.org/Lankybear The original writings of author Lanky en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070251 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I remember her kissas it pierced my bodylike the surgeons dull syringejabbed deep in my veininjecting its containments in meand chilling me to my very corelike the medicine in my bloodyour kiss spread through melike a wildfire scorches earthburning out all the good in menumbing me to my bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/667325/ I hear her heartbeatconstantly in my earwhispering "run, run run run"and with each secondi disobeythough i'm in the monsters lair(and i, a monster too)I'm willing to take the riskTake me.Break me.I'll be your chew toy.Common sense saysyou are a hazard to meBut i wont run.I am a monster toowe ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/667324/ Relief is over the horizonits too bad the sun just setits time to bed downto wait it out 'til dawnand prepare for a cold dark nightfor our legs have walkedas far as they could gowe pushed ourselvesto the very point of breakingand now its time to restthe nights are hardand to face them aloneis a tort.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/630500/ The torrents of tormentthat eviscerated the lovers heartrobbing the summer soulof all that made it shinecreeping into the cornersof the poets lovely mindtaking away all the beautyrevealing all the painand as the pain continuesthe soul fades to greychanges into barren winterand tears the lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/630498/ Sierra wrote me a letter for one of her projects (write a letter to your best friend) So in return I wrote her a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/630099/ "I held my tongue, as she told me son, fear is the heart of love, so i never went back" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/630093/ Pain, anger, confusion these are the things we feel when someone we love leaves us. So i decided i would try to write my heart out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/601739/ i started questioning who i was and this was the product http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/601737/ thoughts about the flow of time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/587659/ Write the words upon the wallthe forgotten poets final piecetragic is, the poets fallin which his heart did finally ceaseThose most melancholy of wordswhich still linger and haunt us all"live let live, let love, let diefrom birth to the last rattling breathI was a writer since my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/587657/ I use the metaphor of sailing, check it out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/526810/ Greg ate silently and stared deepinto Elizabeth’s beautiful and loving eyes. Today they were the color of warm dulce du leche and flecked with greensthat matched the raw essence of spring. Her eyes were accented by naturally long lashes and a pretty lightpurple tone around .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/525130/ just randomness inspired by the night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/525118/ read it, its a reflection of some very personal feelings that i've finally overcome http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/525111/ its a little long but each word in every line is true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520832/ This is a poem about watching a friend suffer at the hands of someone who she loved... someone who only wanted her body, and my idiotic cowardice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520802/ the evil entity that is self doubt inspired this poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520495/ A poem to an exgirlfriend... the kind that made me promise not to seek the girl i now love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520486/ A poem inspired by waking up next to that perfect person after the perfect night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520481/ this is an experiment with style, and a thank you to a good friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520155/ I miss youbecause you are far awayhappily living in the joy of todayknowing how to liveand seizing those momentsthat bring such great joy yet here I sitall alonewondering whyI dont step out my door why cant I leave this room?am i stuck hereis this my tomb?&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520153/ Nightmares grip my lonely heartdarkness seeps into all thats pureterror pains and evil startall the sudden i feel so unsureof myself and who i ambut those thoughts fadeand i awake with a clean soulim just unrested and assultedby the darkness that residesdeep in my mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520152/ The black and white picturethat cover my wallsremind me of our first fallwhen thing were still so perfectnow though, those memoriesthey reappearand i cant help but to wish that you were herebecause i miss having the comfortof always knowing that you were near  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520151/ I wrote this when my heart weighed heavy, for my love who is so far away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520150/ "the roads go ever on and on" -lord of the rings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/520146/ Love is the end to allfueled by your sirens callset aflame by subtle firesparked by unquenched desirethen love scorches its wielders heartleaving it a blackened, charred piece of artWorthless (priceless) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/519414/ green chairs in this plain a*s roomflorescent bulbs bring dull flat lightMy creative expressions cold dark tombhere my ideas fall just out of shightThese windowed walls bring cynical staresthe passerby's giving hateful glaresHere i start to fall from graceand find myself alone in this empt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515875/ inspiration came looking out the window. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515872/ A poem inspired by the forces of love, fate, and willpower. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515871/ Four poems inspired by different weather phenomenon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515869/ A one act, but an odd and intriguing one at that http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515789/ Celestial beams of pale red lightcasting off the lapping bay watersbrings true beauty to this dark nightin rolling waves hides the moons daughtersmall though she may beher true beauty i still see. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515780/ From the ashes of a torn soul, a hero emerges http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lankybear/515777/ The story is set two hundred years in the future and reflects a society that has devolved. 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