http://slow.writerscafe.org/Reddog19 The original writings of author Reddog19 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033596 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An ode I wrote about the light booth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1345301/ I was inspired by the cruelty with which my throwing (track and field) team treated each other. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1343927/ Last night, I had a dream.I dreamed I turned backAnd saw,Through the brushAnd the rivers,There had been no path,Simply a wolves' trail. I had been yardsFrom the maws of the beasts.But You came forthFrom the earthly soil And guided my feetFrom the evil entities. You have Saved me More than .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1343907/ Inspired by Anton Chekhov and Pablo Neruda. The title is meant to seem sarcastic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1343424/ Wrote this when my friend got a concussion and began to lose her memory. To her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1340662/ A short rant about insomnia. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1340115/ A flash fiction of a sniper who calls the shot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1340104/ A song I wrote reminisce of one of my favorite singers, Frank Sinatra. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1338266/ A smaller epic for a continuation of my small epic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337537/ A small epic about a knight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337534/ The hurt is deep inside my soul,Transforming into a beast.It snarls and snaps at me,Leaving trails of pure white blood. After the cloud road runs out,All that's left inside that beast is pitch.it tries to escape, but is trapped,And it makes use of what it has. It begins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337533/ Everyday the pit in my stomach grows,Letting what feelings I have leftTo broil slowly in its acid.Wasting away the walls that hold it. With immense force,The acidic mixture bursts towards the world,Scalding all in its path with it's chemicalsAnd its burning rage. Scream.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337520/ The Irish venom boils in my veins,Red, White and Orange.Bubbling into my heart,It is pumped through me. Hatred festers in my soul,Waiting to erupt.Sitting patiently betwixt my minds,Thinking of the ways to kill. Grueling forces invade my head,Ripping the good from my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337519/ I saw an angel the other day, In that window across the way. He had bright green eyes and long white robes, Standard-issue angel clothes. I looked at him and he looked at me. I wondered what those eyes could see. My sins were numerous, without a doubt, He probably saw too many to count. After a whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337518/ A poem about a person who comes back to his home after the apocalypse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1337513/ A song about a break-up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1336738/ I watched from afar,Never acting,Never doting.I stayed away because I knewIt would end in pain. I knew it would endWith my lungs full of holes, With my stomach over-churned.I knew my heart would be ripped out,But still pumping.I knew I'd lose my mindFar before I'd lose my head.My smile would be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1336731/ I hurt you again today.I ran from your gaze,Turning ever so swiftly awayFrom your prying eyes.I miss watching you makeDahmer look like a saint.I miss helping youRub bones together.I miss having the privilegeOf being the crimson rush under paper.I miss cleaning the stoneSo you can grind dull metal.I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1334092/ A song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1334090/ A poem through the eyes of a hurt person reflecting on an abusive person. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331762/ The first of my Beast poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331755/ Golden waves, golden waves, sadistic master of golden waves. Sitting atop your perch so high, Watching all who pass wither and die. Making you the ruler of the world below, Hollowed hills of graves bestowed Upon your shining glist'ning hands Made from underground immortal man. Eyes that shine like d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331716/ Soft and fuzzy is the meat, Tasty on my tongue. Little peppers give it heat, And I take a bite with love. The cheese is perfectly melted, The lettuce nice and crisp. It tastes as if God had smelt it, And blessed it with a kiss. A mouse tries to take a bite Of a piece that fell to the floor. I stop i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331713/ Little by little, day by day,Though you may not realize it,But your life is passing away.What you hoped for may not be what time allows,So, while you have the chance,Do it now. Never regret the days you spent doing what you loved.Never forget the years you had with your friends,Even though you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331710/ Every time I think of you,I get lost in my imagination.Every time I think I hear your voice,My heart has an acceleration.  Every time I see what looks like you,I cannot help but smile.But yet I feel it in my heart,That you are not closer than a mile. Every time I smell what seems like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331708/ A short story, inspired by my favorite show, The Twilight Zone (original series). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331705/ A flash story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331701/ A flash story about a widow's reflection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331700/ A flash story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331699/ "Love. Joy. Peace.These three words are what we use to describe the New World Center." said the voice from the podium. A tall dark-haired man with eyes like the brightest sapphire flames smiled at the rolling sea of faces leading past the New World Center. The baby blue sky was cloudless as the man .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331334/ A description of my happy place. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331326/ Just some random song that (somehow) turned rather religious... O.o http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331323/ This is based off the Cup Song from Pitch Perfect. The tune is not mine, of course. The original is a great song! :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331314/ A song I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331310/ Story about a tree... Or is it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331303/ This is a song I wrote for one of the characters in one of my unpublished books. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331297/ A song I wrote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331288/ A song I wrote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331238/ A short intro to a speech about Einstein's theory of relativity/an intro to a story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331228/ A short story about a character reflecting on where he is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reddog19/1331225/