http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jess%20Maples The original writings of author J.M en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973775 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The hearts and souls of men, once new sheetsBarely scribbled across by the scarlet ink of lifeNow crumpled and burnt; curling and drifting to balls of ash Men re-writtenMen re-programmedTo eat, kill, sleep, kill �" but ultimately to survive. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/734284/ Hush a bye baby, when you’re on topThree more shots and feel the floor rockNow you’re vulnerable, what if you fall?Down will come baby, innocence and all.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/734282/ I tuck away my soulI tuck it in my shoesAnd guess who made Me do it? It was you.So when you see me comingI beg of you don't stopJust keep on walking pastI'll go into a coffee shop.I'll pretend i never loved youPretend we never metPretend I didn't snap in twoThat fatal night you left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/686798/ For the six word poem contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/685371/ Things are not always what they seem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/682841/ Bit of a giveaway if you haven't seen it, but please review and give me your opinion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/682157/ Do we truly give or take? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/678944/  Rats scream and are shot,Men are shot and scream,The last symphony of agony,From the lips of the dead. A patriotic cacophonySung by dying ghosts The last chord of a re-written soulWhose grave is his sentinel post. The last howl of a bloat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/669234/ Why do I hate her?I don’t know her nameBut she was me last yearTell me �" is it the same? I think your taste was betterBack in the good old daysI think I loved you onceIn some twisted way But now you have a new w***eA cheape.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/669232/ The longing to fly, the rock of insecurity... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/668299/ I look on and tears streak my faceI see her, losing her last raceI see her and can only weepI look on as they hunt my child. The dogs are on her tailAnd none of them can failTo smile at the ravaging houndsTo smile as my daughter’s dragged down. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/646939/ The way some people change your world simply by entering it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/646087/ Life is fading... fading awayDrifting like a puff of smokeAs the pieces slowly slide apart.A moment, sharp as a...snapGone with the blink of your eyes.And the quiet click of a door.The blue is gone, the day is doneAnd all I have left is that momentA moment that's gone like a frozen breath.I'm drowni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/644654/ About living a lie and hiding yourself behind a mask, so that those who you love the most are also those who know you the least. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/644246/ A poem about trying and failing to keep the people you love in your life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/641329/ Based on the phrase 'let sleeping dogs lie'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/632227/ Sitting there she waits, for him to replyStifling her tears; though who'd care if she cried?An ocean in a tear drop, the wind in a sighAnd there's nobody to care but still she can't cry.Every four seconds, she glances at her phoneBut the inbox is still empty, out slips a sad moanStill .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/627969/ We all feel jealousy sometimes and different people deal with it in different ways. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/627960/ Another depressing poem. Hopefully this is a little different. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/627602/ Wrote this ages ago and just found it again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/627593/ 'Babe'That single word sends shivers down my spine'Babe'Desperately hoping that one day you'll be mine 'Love'Wondering - are you thinking the same?'Love'When will we stop playing this foolish game 'Dear'We run in circles around each other'Dear'And still you fill m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/627591/  Scream when you lie there in the growing lightScream when you hold yourself defensively tightScream when you feel like your ribs are snapping openScream when you think you must pull yourself shut. Standing in a room, full of blunt-red thornsOf people who had .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/625161/ About losing yourself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/625159/ They said she could be beautifulThose voices in her ear'Work a little harder' saidThe bitter accusing sneers.'Just try and eat a little less'Now they're in her head'I'm sure you can lose a little more'That is what they said.'You don't need your lunch todayBut if you n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/623943/ About how people can use self harm to escape their problems and get addicted to it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/623939/ A poem about how the person you love because they're sweet and supportive, never seems to be one you want in a moment of passion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/623934/ About why people are bullied and the way humans hunt in packs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/621175/ About the victims of capital punishment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/587066/ About how it feels to be stuck in an enclosed place for too long. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/587059/ A poem about different perceptions and prejudice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/579260/ A poem based on the saying 'one smile can hide a thousand tears'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/568602/ A poem about a losing innocence and gaining uncertainty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/568116/ Jonathon Tyler was sitting by himself again; it occurred toCathy, as she walked through the multitude of tables, that he always sat alone.It was like no one would talk to him, ever since that incident last spring they were all scared of him. If a girl met his eyes for a moment, she wouldlook q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/564288/ Last spring Jonathon Tyler did something terrible, something he will regret for all eternity. But faced by opposition from all sides, can Cathy save him from himself and his past. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/564286/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/563795/ Blaise had been just nine years old when her mother left.One night she was there, holding her daughter's fragile world together and thenext day she had gone, vanished into the darkness like smoke. Her father haddone his best, and in his own way he had been devoted and caring, but itcouldn&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/562134/ The beginning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/562011/ When Allie disappears and the case is quickly forgotten, it is left to Blaise Carter to discover the truth behind her death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/562009/ A poem about losing people you love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/561761/ Dry me up and fade me out.  The stress of life has stolenWho I am.Who am I?Save the faded grey of a worn out sky.Too tired even to make things…. right. Tension in the world hasDrained my heart.And in it now my tears are dry.Tired….. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/560619/ About those friends who you lose touch with so soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/558799/ The train rattles and I see you,I watch you watching me.I gaze into your eyes and I’m lost,Lost in the deepest swirls of perfectionLost in the hypnotic power of you. The train rattles but I don’t know,All I know is your eyes gazing into mine.You s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/558462/ What would happen if I diedWith blood-red hands and tear-stained eyes,Would they see the tears I've criedWhat of all the times I've lied.Would I do it?Would I dare?Would they know it?Would they care?If I pulled the deadly trigger,If I swung from skylight bare,With death as my journey,But what be my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/558284/ You drink to impress them.You drink to fit in.You drink for acceptance.You swallow their gin. Then it’s the VodkaAnd you shiver with cold,But still it’s an honour,You’re part of the fold. As evening progresses, With dawn drawing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/557233/ Why am I alone? Standing by the phoneWaiting for the callThat could break my fall For someone with the powerTo save me from the fearFrom the darkness that surrounds meI feel it looming near Every day it’s strongerThe hours are stret.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/556925/ A poem about how different things matter to different people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/554717/ A poem about coping with pain... or not coping. Dedicated to my friend Ashley Tsioutsioulis. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Maples/554249/