http://slow.writerscafe.org/Lorriman The original writings of author Lorriman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070953 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a poem about poverty and homelessness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1416055/ a poem for a muse and the possibilities of love lost in the haze of yesterday http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1398815/ forever lost, but never forgotten R.I.P. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1393111/ There is no place that memory will not follow... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1391748/ ...in the dying moonlight, an out of tune piano plays its last note ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1391564/ ... the memory of yesterday cupped in the breath of tomorrow ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1390858/ ..the magnificence of deviance... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389580/ ... beyond the crimson ashes of soft kisses ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389266/ ... you are each others sleeping rainbow ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389188/ ... your last breath will be the final kiss upon this world; make it count ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389185/ Ode to a chap who enjoys giving me perpetual grief online. This was my reply. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389184/ ... she faded like a photograph left to curl in the sun ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389160/ ... the arcane pleasures of sin ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1389108/ This is my bar. Choose your poison wisely... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1388638/ Inspired by a vintage erotic postcard from the 1920s - 30s I saw in a shop window... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1388599/ Like all beautiful things - We. Must. Fade. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1388457/ BPD is a personality disorder which is akin to, but not as severe as, schizophrenia. This poem is about living with that on a daily basis http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1388204/ ..a honeycomb for monochrome bees from broken homes ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1387738/ Evaporation... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1386652/ ...its time to stand up and say enough is enough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1386036/ We are the dark wave tsunami of digital information... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1385575/ Quotes taken as they are from Facebook feed 4th - 5th June, 2014 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1385546/ The incubus of devilment and stolen words... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1385075/ ... here stood a sentient being ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1385006/ revel in the pleasures of sensation, like the first discovery of amplification http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1384583/ Let me lead you unto the darkness of the flesh... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1383321/ Punctuation is the domination, the penetration of every generation, the permutation and saturation, of wordsmith temptation for re-calibration... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1383289/ ..dancing like a jackhammer, with the elegance of a cement mixer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1383260/ As far as I was aware, I was imprisoned in nothing more than the realms of Skype and FourSquare... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1383100/ The Sirens song beckons; places a cupped palm holding thin air, where a shapely breast should be... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1383028/ ..a new found sense of future toiletry diligence... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1382969/ I am the only pawn on your chequered board, facing a feisty queen; of restricting submission... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lorriman/1382775/