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		<description>The original writings of author rockface</description>
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			<title>im a fool for you</title>
			<description>I wrote this at 2 am it took me 10 minutes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/2093417/</link>
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			<title>Girl Inside Physics</title>
			<description>(don't read)          ;)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1431382/</link>
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			<title>Saved by Nuculear Fusion.</title>
			<description>If you want, you can finish the poem and submit it as a comment :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1403054/</link>
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			<title>I think I can see molecules</title>
			<description>I see the endingi see the truthI see the way that happinessparts form usand makes people moveI see the wonders I see the fearI see the way that people runfrom the things that bring them tearsIts a weird soundingheart compundingletter that I wroteIt's a nervous little speechits a small little chokeIt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1361011/</link>
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			<title>Tree Stumped</title>
			<description>sad little tree stumpwhy do you sit there and die?when there is an ocean that needs exploring,and you long for the sky?I saw you when I was a kid,and then you helped me explore.I travelled across worldsat your green mossy front doorthe grass turned to armieswaging endless warand the skies turned to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1350447/</link>
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			<title>day-dreaming</title>
			<description>As I go through the day I search for day dreaming.when today everything is the same seeming.I want a sign from the universetelling me that everything has a meaning.I will never forget the clouds.hovering above us right now.I will run in the grass.I have arrived here at last!and I will never forget t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1306227/</link>
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			<title>my world</title>
			<description>i would like to show you my worldsoar up and above the thin cloudslet the sun hold us in a light shroud and we'll never come back downi want to take you up and bath in the blue skywe'll be so high we'll be invisible to the naked eyewe can fear thunder as we lieand never again worry about time</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1276959/</link>
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			<title>wake up in the future ice</title>
			<description>i want to live under a sheet of icethey can wake me up in a different timetake me away from this placeand show me a path into the lighti want to search the skyhug the clouds and say they're minei want to fall and catch myselfi want to lift up everyone elseso bury me in iceI'll see you in a different..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1272354/</link>
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			<title>haha. whatever.</title>
			<description>dont lie and sayyou didnt get my letteryou dont thinkthat i know you any betteri had a friend that asked me to come and get herwhen i showed up she was out i guessed i didnt matterits alright thoughi can handle my s**t welli told you that last time i felli know you wont help me stand up againyoure t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1261499/</link>
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			<title>i guess its kind cool</title>
			<description>Hey man, i didn't want it to end this way.i always thought you were the kind that would stay.i always tried to speak my mind and you know that.i never hid anything and i asked you to show that.i guess what i said wasn't to important though,cause no matter what i still watched you go.i felt hopeless ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1261285/</link>
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			<title>to rise up again</title>
			<description>you may see me as a cowardbut i know that youre wrongive been around the blockand i know that im strongto fight can show braverybut to lose to save feelingscan mean so much moreif you think it was easy you know that you're wrongsomewhere inside you know you know that you are wrongdefeat isnt failure..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1259707/</link>
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			<title>things</title>
			<description>damnit sucksbut knowing meits just my f*****g luckeven when i was young never made the cuti thought it was sand i was always standing in muckyou try to curse away my namea goodbye would have done the samebut you are a girl untamedemotions flowing down like rainbut i know that you came for a reasongi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1259695/</link>
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			<title>title shmittle the whittle</title>
			<description>i regret, so dont let the rest effect, just get the heck off of my neck, let this s**t disconnect</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1259206/</link>
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			<title>Hannah this one</title>
			<description>if you wanna see a poem about you then here goes </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1258588/</link>
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			<title>man</title>
			<description>i was bored so its a short one</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1258123/</link>
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			<title>Losingandlost</title>
			<description>Losing is never easy,but its easier then being lost.You know who you are,and you've known from the start.I told you how i really feel,but you didn't feel the same. I really thought it was different. I really thought you were too.But people are people, and and that includes you.You used to tell me yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1258110/</link>
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			<title>the beaches</title>
			<description>the water is always warm.i know; i go out on nights of storm. i swim in the sea. the stars watch the waves engulf me.the sand makes clouds under the water,and the dark nights never make the warm waters falter. the sand runs for miles;friends to parents and child.forgotten buckets scattered on the sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1257175/</link>
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			<title>the water is always warm</title>
			<description>i get sadder the more i thinkmy limits and troubles pushed to the brinki keep treading but theres no shoreso eventually i have to sinkthe waves hit my facebut i deny my eyes the right to blinkmy old rusted armorhas not a single chinkthe water isnt coldbut im filled to the brim with chillsgliding alo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1251491/</link>
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			<title>goodbye. Ms. Untamed. </title>
			<description>d****t. ha. FUCKKKKKKKKK!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1251265/</link>
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			<title>i thought i was a good guy?</title>
			<description>why does this happeni thought i was a good guybut i get turned down and i never know whyi guess some people tell lies or something like thatbecause im alone and it really really suckssomething about me i guess just makes them flee something must really suck about me and i just want to say im really ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1248960/</link>
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			<title>When Time and Thought</title>
			<description>when the thought out ways the timewhen the bad turns out finewhen our fears never seem to alinewhen the simple things start to shinepeople address a label to their stressand find that its that, that makes them upsetwhen solemn people tend to obsess and happy people ignore the restthe lonely think of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1248402/</link>
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			<title>the tells of the ringing of bells</title>
			<description>the gray ground moves under me as i stand stillthe gust of wind carries away my willi spend the day staring at the window sillthe petulant childrens voices so shrillforced to adhere to a schedule with no goala system built within a holeslowly drains one of whats left of their soula life dictated by ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1246392/</link>
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			<title>the wonders of our eyes</title>
			<description>when i talk of the wonders that come to mindand the intensity of our worldwhen i am amazed at the clouds and planetsand how the universe unfurledwhen i tell these things to the people i seethey shrink up in their chairsits not because they dont understand me its that nobody really caresnoone sees th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1244914/</link>
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			<title>as i lay dying with my thoughts on the ground</title>
			<description>as the subtle signs of morningcreep up my bedroom walli still lay in bedanything i can do to stallbut as beams cascade on my new painted doorand my feet hit the cold new floorthere's no sound other then a rustle here and therethe day is quite and there is nothing morei eat my eggs with coffee tooi t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1244675/</link>
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			<title>summer night</title>
			<description>this one is crazy s**t</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243877/</link>
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			<title>illusion?</title>
			<description>I have thought about thisand come to the conclusionthis we realty we hold so dearis just an illusioni thought it up one daywhile laying in bedand accidentally got stuck in my headnow that im here where time is so slowi have time to thinkbut no where to goi've hit the walls and there are no doorsi kn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243871/</link>
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			<title>this world of mine</title>
			<description>I want to be the way i see what is this world of minemany ponder the light yonder we think it is devinewe try to say our thoughts aloud why cant it quite workoutyou cant pronounce these types of things no matter if you shouta man made out of only thoughts cant be described in wordsit can only be sho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243869/</link>
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			<title>man in black</title>
			<description>I have bought my thoughtsfrom a man in blackwho swung them aroundin a brown paper sackmy feelings are on loanfrom a black granite stoneburied foreverand never been showni have bid my goodbyesto heaven and skysfor after my triesive come up alonemy eyes they bleedas payment for my feeswhenever i lick ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243866/</link>
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			<title>my drawing shack</title>
			<description>I live in a shackon the brim of a hatbound together by leather strapsmy days in a drawhave compounded me with awefor in my mindi think there is morebut age is deceivingbeing a few years youngthese so called &quot;heartstrings&quot; have yet to be strungnoose on my necki haven't been hungan old braided ropehas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243865/</link>
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			<title>houses</title>
			<description>house upon housei walk the streetslike a lost mousesearching for cheesesomething sour swellsin the minds of the treeswhen i walk from street to streetlagging along on a long asphalt roadhearing the crickets and the toad in the woadthe sky destroying the scene it showednatures lies are a secret code</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243864/</link>
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			<title>s**t happens</title>
			<description>read it if you wanna know :p</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rockamongfaces/1243860/</link>
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