http://slow.writerscafe.org/DaveJones The original writings of author David Jones en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776069024 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I sit upon a hard bench,Thinking of being hard at workOn a car with a wrenchAnd that cute, little clerkI had just met but a moment ago.I dreamed of standing by that woman,In front of an old, wrinkled preacher, Taking her by that frail, petite handAnd uttering to that beautiful creature,"I'd pro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1440499/ Rhyme TimeIn a few short chimesWe’ll explore all the timesYou could make this rhyme.I won’t ask for a dime,That would be a crimeFor this is much too prime.Right now you’re trying to mime,Not realizing we’re midway through our climb,When you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1390529/ Pride, envy, lust and selfishness battle on a grim battlefield. Their work is exhausting but they do it efficiently. Dressed in their battle attire, black armor, shield and weapons, with a helmet upon their heads to mask their ghoulish visage, they are a spectacle to behold. They lop of the heads o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1316169/ A short, simple little poem. It illustrates my life nearly perfectly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1313195/ Everyday.Everyday they are slaughtered.Everyday we yell.Everyday none hear.Everyday we are called insane.Everyday the death count rises.Everyday we clench our teeth.Everyday the dead are piled up.Everyday we raise our fists.Everyday we see the injustice.Everyday we grab our weapons.Everyday the bloo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1311859/ We stand in the middle of a roomMen, Women and Children.Little Children, Young Men,Fathers, Mothers.Everywhere there can be heard 'Amen!'As the preacher standsHolding his book and saying,"This is the Word of the Lord!"Thanks be to God.We raise up our handsClenched in fists shouting"Rise up, O L.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1311856/ Praise be to You!Shine upon me, pleaseShow me my placeIn Your shining face.Praise be to You!The loving Father of allI'm responding to the callTo get up from every fall.Praise be to You!True giver of hope.Even when I can't copeSliding down a steep slope.Praise be to You!Oh, lift me off the mountain!B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1311837/ Just something I wrote about my day to spend an hour writing. It's like a journal entry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1310119/ A story that I wrote to juxtapose God's wrath and mercy, it soon became more than that and I've begun to really enjoy this. I hope you all do as well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DaveJones/1306110/