http://slow.writerscafe.org/jdixo104 The original writings of author Just_Joshing en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006398 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I found this on my computer the other day whilst rummaging around my stuff! I wrote it back in grade 8, so it's not very refined, but it brings back lots of memories! Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1828254/ A great and powerful yearning,A terrible and horrible burning,A mixture between the heinous blend,My heart is the only thing that is tormented by itsunfathomable rend. Desire and fear pull me relentlessly between,How will I endure, then rise chaste and clean?This afflic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1828252/ A fire burning,Insides churning.Intense strong heat,Dangerous rhythm, precarious beat.Demon hiding behind a paper thin charade,Ready to burst free, power put to parade.A compact lump of hate embedded in the chest,Ready to burn them all, leaving nothing left.Sick o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1828248/ It falls.The sky, space, life.All of it.Not just a little bit.As darkness falls,And the werewolf calls,People flee, they run in terror.As the moon falls down, out of our sky,It is the sun's turn. The sun's turn to pretend to fly.When it rises, so does the illuminating light,Dispe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1783106/ Everybody tells me that us humans are smart,That we are the pinnacle of creation, and none can top our art.They say that we are strong, virtuous and kind,And that our future is bright, bright enough to blind.But is this the absolute truth? I fear it is not,I fear for our lives, I fear we s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1773411/ A deadly chill touches my spine,As I hear her cry, her sobs echoing mine.Tear filled eyes reflect my own, Once a king, now overthrown.My sister and I, what can we do but cry, and cry?No longer are we free to jump, frolic, play, and fly.The world of maturity drowns us in its paralysing em.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1772869/ That little tear that falls from your eye,That little drop that falls as you cry,That sound you make, as it all comes down,That sob you sound as it all turns around.The thoughts you think on the brink of break,The things you imagine, as your world starts to quake.The thump you make, as y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1771833/ You stand before me, a sentinel of grace.You stand against me, your blow I ready to brace,You stand beside me, an equal, a friend.You stand behind me, ready to catch me, or put me to end.Where you stand, I don't know,But my fear and anxiety continue to grow.Trembling now, shaking, scar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1771787/ Shadows lingered beside the door,Under the closet, and all over the floor.Their darkness scraped the edge of my light,That had lost its might, and was beginning to fade from sight.Then I saw your perfect face, I was exposed in full to your alarming grace.Your smile transcended the entire r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1771216/ A bubble is as free as can be,It can float, and fly and hover over me.A bubble brings laughter and cheer,It can all but dispel that feeling of fear.A bubble conveys a message of hope in dark times,Much like the sound of peaceful wind chimes.This aside, the bubble has many flaws.A bub.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdixo104/1771212/