http://slow.writerscafe.org/Bassdog109 The original writings of author James Horsley en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027249 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Written on this rainy day, while sitting on my back porch. God is good. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/707440/ An ode to a pen. Feels like it may need a littl re-working, but I'm not sure where. If you've suggestions, I'll gladly hear them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/707135/       I smiled-simply a shield.Armor that I hoped the sharpened blade of your insightcould not pierce.Perhaps I laughed and made some reassurance,Certain you'd drop the subject and we'd move on. I don't remember. But when your eyes met mine, I knew you could s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/705828/  I dreamed last night that I stood chest deep in a wide creek, at the mid-way point between two banks.On one bank I saw screaming masses toting picket signs, painted black with bloody red letters:'WORLD ENDS TOMORROW!''GOD IS YOUR ENEMY!''HE IS VENGEFUL!''DIE SINNERS DIE!'Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/705480/ Apocalyptic destruction? Metaphor? I've never been certain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/695682/ An absurd little piece. Just some good natured poking fun at myself, and people in general. Also a bit of personal reflection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/383940/ A lazy afternoon poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/374898/ Something meant to be pure, good hearted, cynical fun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/360207/ I'm posting this here because this piece is in desperate need of something. I'd like suggestions as to what. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/352797/ A very true story. A little humor to lighten the mood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/341102/ A little bit of sarcastic humor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/324472/ I really see this as a spoken word piece. Maybe an audio version will soon follow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/324429/ Written on the back of a napkin while sitting in a coffee shop http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/300722/ Another paper done for an english class. This was my attempt at creating an original term paper, and at diagnosing a fictional character. I fully realize that my conclusions would most likely be proven wrong if the situation were assessed by a licensed pr http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/292509/ I don't like this piece. But I wanted to post it to get back in the habit. Guess you gotta go through the crap to get to the good stuff though. I tried to play around with sounds and stuff in this. Have fun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/278667/ This one is just for a laugh, and also done as an assignment for an English class. It's a mock epic done in the style of the Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230323/ A sonnet I had to write for class. Not a big fan of the genre, but I thought this would be neat for a change. This was a response to a piece by John Keats, although, the title of that piece has escaped me at the moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230317/ Something I wrote ages ago. It's a different time and place, but some of it still rings true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230312/ Reflections on Life in Backwater KentuckyJamie Horsley    I’m not the type to complain. And I’m definitely not the type to sit around and try to make the rest of the world feel sorry for me. But I have to be honest, where I’ve been in life for the past six year.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230309/ My interpretation of the thought process of the average human. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230303/ A piece I wrote for a prose-off with a friend of mine. I knew he'd come up with something crazy, so I didn't pull any punches on the anger or depressingness factors. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230299/ A piece about the place I call home. I don't hate the place, I just get fed up with some of the people here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230296/ My first big venture into spoken word poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230293/ One of those pieces that builds itself off of a single line http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/230289/ An autobiographical piece http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bassdog109/45828/