http://slow.writerscafe.org/grey%20wolf The original writings of author The Papermate Pen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029566 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 walkin down thestretchof road.stridin throughan alley unbold.boxes of greyeat me alive.the sun is downbut day hangs around,i just dont see it. why? whywhywhywhy? why?is there that empty feelingin my heart?ohohoh, where. have.you. been? where???? dont leave m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/611742/ each one of us is chosenwe must find the key-the key that glistens of gold,with a giant ruby heart-the one to open every door. we walk and run and crawl and climbwe do whatever possible,but when the time comes,tick tock tick tock,we are thrown into that labyrinth. t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/609416/ Sometimes,I find myself to wonder,Lost in mental clouds of grey,What's it really like, six feet under? A cherry crypt with a gilded lock,Body embalmed and clothed in gauths,Falling down a neverending pit,The cool feel of underground moss. Opening my eyes again,Only to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/597729/ Some call me Grey Wolf.You know me as The Papermate Pen.But,Which one am I?!Who is me?'M I the hound howlin'At the silver cookie of midnight?Or 'm I the amiable penThat scowls down every idea?Am I the fear of everyone?With vivid ideasAnd dangerously wild thoughts?Or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/597387/ A pool of water surrounded by stone,Blocks of granite, silver and grey.Hill of mulch connects its behind,A waterfall mold running through. Flowers in the flower bed,White, red, purple, and green.Lillies in the little pond,So happy, so cheery, so pink. Translucent water .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/597254/ Strangled by my harsh graspBlood coming out from beneathCarves its soul into my notebookTo its own horror; Helping me.The tube of ink lowering downConverting all thoughts into words'Til it scratches the page no longerAnd then dies away.But our shared ideas continue onFlowing from rivers to oceans an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596828/ buzz and drone and dots of yellowcrashing and falling 'pon my window panewinds so gentle and skies so mellowclear of yesterday's humdrum rain. pines and spruce dance with summer joycolorful wings flap vivaciously bythe dribbling from next door's basketball boyand wondrous s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596821/ Maybe,Just maybe,This poem could be something,If my brain weren't sleeping,Then my ideas would be. I hope,Just hope,That if my head's awake,Oh for god's sake,One can only wish, but nope. Tell,Oh please tell,What should I write about?Come on, brain! Don't pout!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596389/ Five syllables hereThen seven syllables hereAnother five here. A jumble of wordsSays nothing particularFreedom of the mind. Like an iron chainHolds this poem togetherNo seperations. So long as rules fitAnything can be writtenInto a haiku. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596384/ Can you imagine...A start without a finish,Brilliant candlelight that won't diminish,Candles burning but no light,Demons tucking you in at night,Even trees stop losing leaves,Firing your local thieves,Growing another arm or leg,Hoboes never having to beg,Ice cream eating you i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596336/ Life...is a story,it has a plot,it has a setting,it has every little detail it needs. Prologue...we are introduced to the world,we are added to the story,we are mangled into the plot,we are written to make us us. Begining Chapters...we grow and develop w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/grey-wolf/596066/