http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rendoog The original writings of author Alec en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047112 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It has been quite a while since I've last written here, so here's a short narration of some of my current restless thoughts, hopeful it will be the beginning of my return to writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1660374/ I laid my head to fall asleep,I prayed the Lord my soul to keep.But had I known I would not wake,I'd prayed the Lord my place to makeMy eyes beheld instead the brim.A feel of dread and fear so grim.The light of fire singed my eyes.The Dark One found another prize.My body held it's strength no more,i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1471685/ I say I had to leave, though truly 'twas my fault.Reality ensnared me, and locked me in it's vault.To break free I had tried, and tried even more again,no matter how I tried, I just no longer could begin.My muse it finally left me, and sadly rightly so:foolishly I pushed aside and feigned a fog from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1458187/ Hello? Are you there? Good morning sunshine! Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey! C'mon, wake up. Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up. WAKE UP YOU LITTLE PEICE OF S**T! Ah good, you're awake. How are you this fine morning? Or is it evening? I honestly don't know. One of the bad thing about these little.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1445696/ I have no method to madness,I simply write what I think.Whether be joy or be sadness,to step back from the brink.Sometimes I'll think of a love felt libretto,times other I'll hash out at the point of stiletto.My mind can be tranquil and peaceful, serene.It may also be hateful and spiteful, obscene.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1444964/ Hello? Are you there? Are you comfy? Are you captive? Are you alive? Are you dead? No, you're alive, I don't see glazing in your eyes. Don't you worry, I'll be brief. I only speak to speak to you, but why else would I be speaking, unless to myself. But if I was by myself and there was no one to tal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1444387/ You awaken at night and don't truly know why.You glance to your rightwhen there's nothing to spy.You turn to the leftand see nothing but night.You then feel some heftand your heart fills with spite Why do I feel as the light has all gone?Why can't I move and a heaviness don?You worry, you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1444051/ Every day I awaken and go on with my life.I carry it freely, free from most strife.I get up, I get dressed, I enact my plan,I come home, I undress, and sleep under cool fan.Though lately I notice and can't help but think,the fortune I have to partake of and drink.When many souls cry and live with su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1443816/ Ah the trill of symphonic noise.A classic taste of an elegant poise.Sing me a song sharp of staccato, or a tune, perhaps, of flowing legato.Enchant me with your pleasant tones,delight me in ye instrumental moans.Maestro please paint me a journey so great.Perhaps this is hunger you may help me s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1443515/ How bland is day which shines no sun,which yields no rays of golden fun.How droll it is to gaze at clouds,observe the gathered droplet crowds.I feel no sadness, I feel no pain;yet happiness I forget again.I'm offered nothing, no crystal drops,not even reason to find sheltered shops.It seems as life .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1443293/ An "ABC" styled poem I made for kollaboratyve's contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1441768/ How foolish can I be? To envision future love.When nerves can not be raised, to speak unto my doveHer hair is fair and beauty lush,Her very presence to make me blush.She does not notice, she mustn't yet seeMy feelings are hidden, yet my heart 'tis set free.Damn these flitters of childish cowardice.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rendoog/1441744/