http://slow.writerscafe.org/07arussell The original writings of author Arthur Russell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776350961 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Bored bored bored, mind numbing thudPerpetuating the mental sludge through which I wadeAn unending wheelspin in my racing mindOh to break free in a flight of ecstasyEndless dronings on and onA barrier ever closer, expanding to the horizonOh sweet nectar of passions long pent upLet me feast in your i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707418/ A friend is a friend, a simple ideaEven an infant can graspYet never dream of the gravityIn that momentTwo minds meet, and share a thoughtWho'd have known they'd think so muchAnd grow beyond initial gracesThe same card, playing the same gameLife, all passion and love exhaultingSo wild and vivid in c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707417/ My bedroom, a place where ages collide, visions of my former selfThe memories flood back, of days still lit by the orange glow of childhood memory, beyond reachOh to be there again, in this placeOh to feel the touch of loved ones long since lostTo once again walk down memory laneTrees encroaching in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707416/ With nature comes innocence, purity with no shadow of malice. The warmth of the sun on my back reminds me not to worry, the weight is lifted, the dice is rolled and the indifference perfect. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707413/ Nature's beauty rings in my ears, the overwhelming pulse bombarding the senses with colour and complexity. Such fantastic vibrance, almost transcendental and delicate like a smell on the wind so often blown aside by the pressures of life. Come, be still, reflect. Be part of the constant flux. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707412/ Life, the humdrum of daily existence toils on into nowhere above the external abyss of emptiness, blackness encroaches in with no notion of barriers set by God. The whole of makind is in free-fall with no safety net, and no hand to grasp. Illusions of the mind fall pitifully short of security, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707411/ We're just humansFloundering on an endless oceanNo way but downGo with me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707409/ My tears pour onto the page like bloodStraight from my heart they blight the pageEmotions flow uncontrolled through wordsBlowing me in a tide of hurtIt's spirit seeps out as mistCome closer to my soulThe loneliness is overbearingMy heart has become intertwinedWith one that is not thereClasping at ai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707406/ My soul cries out in despairThere is not purity to convey my heartThe sea of love is muddiedHow can this be lifeThe rose is wiltingAnd so my hope wilts withinA song I cannot bear to singSeems to be coming to my lipsRun away with meEscape the jaws of lifeBe free from all you fearNo-one could touch th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707405/ So hard to find the words for how I feelMy heart throbs deep the blues that poets singA sea of emotion swamps my wakingShe is the land I yearn for with my allHow can I escape the depths of my heartI want to break the holdTo escape to my fortress of logicIt cannot penetrate the waveMy heart goes out .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707403/ I feel the thud of my emotions beatA tempo that betrays my inner feelThe warmth that tells me I am not aloneTo fight the weary life that still goes onTo many people it might seem bizarreThat one could be so content with a mindTo disregard the social norms that beAnd sail towards a new horizon setBut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/07arussell/1707401/