http://slow.writerscafe.org/LauraLH The original writings of author Laura Harrison en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109960 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I love the rainwhen I'm safe insideand curled up in bedwith a good book and good thoughts in my head. But I'm learning how to dance in the rain,how to brave the storm and wash my fears away. I'm realising that I shouldn't wait for the downpourto subsidebefore I make t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2175077/ I love how some things can bring back certain memories:like that song you played for me that ended up being ours or how seeing 5 pence reminds me of when we lay in my back garden staring at the stars.It's like having a scrapbook inside your mind,each memento that you stumble upon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2168592/ What do you do when the world is going to s**t? Write a poem about it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2167783/ I'm seeing my life as a movie in which I am the protagonist doing whatever may make me happy and allowing myself to feel things I'm starting to be brave and push myself to experience everythingespecially things that make me feel afraid because if they don't work out the way I had hop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2164631/ If we got everythingwe had always wanted in life would we finally be happy or is happiness nothing more than a notionthat is meant to be felt for no longer than the split second of a moment because I've always known it to be so sudden like an old friend you only see once every so o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2164617/ I've always been alright with the simple things in lifeI've always been fine with staying inside but I spent the last seven years in the same place now I want to see the world every day I want to feel warm sunshine on my face in a foreign city where I want to stayI want to read more book.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2163108/ In life people come and then they go and sometimes all we can do is hold open the door and let them walk through because we can't hold onto people who no longer want to be held we can't fix something that doesn't need to be repairedand sometimes in life we're the ones to leave .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2163027/ So I used to be active on here a lot when I started writing poetry (I can't believe it's 7 years ago now!) But then I sort of got into a rut and didn't feel inspired to write anything for a few years. However I broke up with my ex last July and fell in love with writing poems again and I finally.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/2162736/ When tragedy happens, We want the world to stop But it keeps on spinning And life goes on-Even though there are peopleWho just had their last breath robbed, Even though there are children Who won't get to grow up.When tragedy happens,We can only imagine t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1923098/ The first poem I've written in months! I feel much better now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1839436/ People always ask me“how are you so wise for someone so young?And the truth isI grew up on the outside looking in,I watched how other people live their liveswhich helped me to understand the world betterand, in retrospect,taught me how not to live mine. I have f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1805967/ 1.     In a perfect world,war wouldn’t existwe would sort out our differenceswith long conversations, tea and biscuits.In a perfect world, there would be no bombings,no kidnappings, murdering’s or school shootings.Nobody would get bulliedDis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1805966/ Inside my chest there is a ticking bomb-counting down the secondsuntil I finally explode,until everything I have kept bottled upcomes rising to the top,threatening to leave destruction in my wake.But I have had so much practiceover the yearsthat I know how to make it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1759896/ inspired by Shane Koyczan's poem 'Pinned To The Dish.' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1741268/ Sometimes, when I think about the world,it makes me want to cry:for all the homeless peoplewe pretend we didn’t seeout of the corner of our eye,for the neglected childrenand the outcasts,for the people who believethat they have nothing to do with any of that,for anyone who is silently sufferin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1705915/ Lately, I’ve been thinking about time;about how there’s never enoughbut simultaneously,always too much .I’ve been thinking about howwe’re always waiting in linefor something or someone:absentmindedly checking the clockalways thinking “how.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1690037/ Despite the thousands of peoplebeing portrayed as evil in the news everydayI still believe That there is a good side to everybody And that all it takesIs a little kindnessShown towards themTo bring it out.Maybe it’s just meMaybe my heart just containsToo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1690036/ Sometimes, I just want to let you come homeand pretend that all this s**t that happenedwasn’t your faultand yours alonebecause I miss the timeswhen you were the person I looked up to;the times when I believedthat there’s not a bad thing about you. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1677183/ You know all my secrets-Everything I’ve kept hidden inside,all of the skeletons in my closetand what keeps me awake at night.You know what makes me happy and you know what makes me cryif there is ever a moment I’m quietyou know the reason why.But what you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1676922/ I am sorry for not taking better care of youand for not loving you as much as I should,I am sorry for listening to themwhen they said you were not worthy of love.I am sorry for all those timesI stood in front of the mirrorwishing that you were taller, prettier, thinner... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1673680/ I find it strangeThat all around the worldEveryone is experiencing today In a completely different way:Someone is falling in love for the first time While somebody else's heart is breaking,Someone is crying themselves to sleep at nightWhile somebody else is having the tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1673677/ I didn’t realise I was in love with youuntil you yourself said those three little wordsand when you did,it felt like God called down to me from Heavenand said “this is it girl. This is what you’ve been waitingfor.”Because I have I’ve always bee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1651655/ When you lefta part of me left with youand the part that remainsis just trying to make it through;through the loss, the painthrough the wishing you were hereto get me through the hardest days.I hope the other part of me is doingwelland that she still has you to hold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1648488/ Wouldn’t itbe greatIf all painwas noticeableSo thateveryone could seeExactly whatyou were going throughYou wouldn’thave to lieAnd say “I’mokay”Becauseeveryone would be able to tellThat youweren’t having a good dayAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1645942/ I don’t need to become famous I don’t need to make my name known I just need to die knowingThat I made at least One person’s life worthwhile I don’t need to make loads of money I don’t need fancy houses and carsI just need to do some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1645941/ I wanna be that song that makes you smileThat makes you dance around your room When you're home all alone I wanna be that memory That stops you in your tracks That suddenly comes into your mindAnd takes you right back I wanna be your morning cup of coffee&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1645939/ It’s been four years since we parted waysand I still haven’t got backthat part of myself that you took awayso tell me how I can fix this messbecause it was the part of myselfthat I liked the bestand I have no idea what happeneddon’t know where it all wen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1613470/ ·        Eat more fruit. But don’t be guilty when you eatthe chocolate cake.·        Stop saying that you will be happy when you geta boyfriend, get a job etc. Realise that happiness comes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1587420/ They say don’t expect anyone to love you until you love yourself firstbut, hell, you made me forgetthat I hated myself at alland the first time you placedgentle kisses on every inch of my body I suddenly didn’t care about each and every one of my flawsand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1587419/ I want you to undress for me not your clothes, but your soulI want to see inside of you I want to know what makes you, you.So come over hereand lay with me on my bedtell me everything that’s hidden in your headtell me what it was like growing up as a childtell m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1584371/ Put your hand over your chestfeel that beat under your palm?That means you’re aliveand I want you to keep it that way because everything in lifethat’s making you want to diewill change if you just give it a little timeand I know that every day so far has b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1584368/ It’s time for me to accept the truth- I will never be able to stop writing poems about youbecause you walked away and left me emptyuntil I discovered ink and some blank pagesso I guess these poems are my way of healingeven though sometimes it doesn’t seem to be workin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1559654/ If I ever saw you againwould it be all those other times?Confessing our darkest secrets and hopeless fears until we passed out way past midnight and knowing that we would always have each otherwhen nothing in life was going rightor would it be quick glancesand awkward.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1559652/ I don’t think we will ever understand the ways of the worldthe great mysteries that have never been solvedbut I feel like nobody even tries to anymorewe walk through life like zombiessleep, eat, work, repeattell me, where is the adventure?Where is the passion?Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1554746/ Us poets- we’re liars, all of uswe weave tales of happinessof love and lovewhen in real life we’re hanging by a threaddesperately scrawling down hopeful wordsto stop the mad ones in our heads.We write about the worldtry to convince you that it’s really p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1554744/ Someone please tell mewhy swearing is considered such an unspeakable, terriblething to dowhen worse things are shown in the media like it’s dailynews?Young models in magazineslooking like their ribs are trying to break free from theirskinactors being raped and murdere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1519095/ Monday: I wake up, forgetting that you are no longer here. Ilook over at the bed beside mine, the bed that you not long ago occupied. Ilook around this room, that we shared throughout our childhood, that we toldstories in, gossiped in, argued in- but we knew that the latter would nevermatter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1519094/ You look at me as If I put the stars in the skybut please don’t expect me to be extraordinaryI am nothing specialI’m just a normal personthere are going to be days when I get mador sador days when I can’t even be bothered to get out of bed.You look at me as if I am Cleopatraor Joan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1519093/ I want to start this poem offwith an apologyto everyone I have ever judged by their appearanceyou see, like most peopleI was brainwashed by society to believethat only skinny equals beautythat blonde signifies dumbthat black means ‘thug’ but I am older.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1519092/ Isn’t it funny how things can change so quickly?How our daily plans can changefrom doing nothing to somethingor vice versahow people can fall in love in a split secondand fall out of it a second after how one moment we can be feeling finethen there’s t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1519090/ My mother once told methat you can tell what a person is thinkingjust by looking in their eyesand when you caught mestaring at you yesterdayand we locked gazes for a secondit looked like your eyes were saying“I love you”but I have always been a hopeless ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1504958/ I believethat despite all the rapists and murderers and everyone else with evil thoughtseveryone was born with good intentionswe were created under the impressionthat we would look after this worldby a God who took 6 whole daysmaking it for us and this is how we thank Him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1503503/ I’m not quite sure how the world worksall I know for certain is that sometimes life hurtsbut every stomach fluttering kissevery dance in the moon light every wrong that feels so rightis worth itmy God, is it worth itso get out of bed- no excuseslet go of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1498606/ I used to stand in the mirrorand pinch my skintried to imagine what my life wouldbe likeif I were thinwould it work?Would there be no more cruel names?Would I finally feel beautiful andbrave?I used to tell my bodythat it would never be worthy that nobody could.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1498605/ I'm wide awake at 1am With a thousand words swirling around in my head I'm dying to get them down on paperBut I can't form a single sentence When I pick up my pen This is writers block at its worst When there's endless things that I need to say But I can't express myself in my favourit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1498431/ A couple of weeks ago, my fiance and I had a massive argument and almost broke up, like most couples do, but we worked through it like we always do and so I wrote a poem about it, like I always do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1498313/ Even though we've been together for almost three years nowI still get surprised every time you kiss meevery time you hold me every time you say "I love you"I guess I'm still getting used to not being that lonely little girlwaiting for Prince Charming to come alongI guess I'm still gett.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1497901/ Everywhere I goit's the same old storypeople take one lookand think that they know methey only see what's on the outsideand they don't mind telling methat it's not what they like but when I put my headphones on I can't hear a thing they're saying their ugly words can't phase mebe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1497897/ What if all those strangers in the street Who tell you to 'smile'Are not being patronising What if they just can't stand Other people being sad What if they have also seen pain like yours Have also seen their fair share of warsHave got their own battle wounds What if these people are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1489084/ There are a thousand words inside of me Begging to be set free I want to tell my sister That I don't understand why I no longer see her I want to tell my mother and father That I don't think I can pretend to be happy for much longer I want to tell you That I love you so much But I ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LauraLH/1489082/