http://slow.writerscafe.org/lbrown360 The original writings of author Lauren en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776121446 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Let’s understand one thing, I’m not incompetent. You may be serious, But I am creative. You are structure, And I’m the wind. I dance with the leaves, You pile them away. I leap with inspiration, And you conjure results.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1981228/ Broken inside my mind, A misstep slipped into a thousand shattered bones.Tongue twisted in knots. Who would ask. . . Could a man become a monster.If the evil was already inside of him?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1937592/ It's been one of those days. . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1854665/ A random writing exercise http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1840689/ War in time gone past, has done many things to men who were willing - or even unwilling - to fight it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1831240/ How school systems have managed to help children feel with their five senses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1827426/ The mind is a strong prison that can know destruction as easily as it knows love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1826491/ To every Dark part of our lives, there is a truth to its existence. 2 of 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1826136/ The mind can be a very dark place, consuming all it takes. 1 of 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1826133/ A conscious talk between a Father and His daughter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1826107/ More or less a poem to invigorate thought and at the same time not make complete sense. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1826106/ If we all stopped to look at the world, how would we see it? Let's just say we did that, and we realized who we and the world really are. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1825294/ I wrote this for a contest centered on Depression, but was inspired by past events of my life that were lived in Depression. Each persons journey is different, but all can agree, that it is a dark. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1825290/ What do you remember, Death, Of those war torn souls, That passed so quickly in your eyes As if new days were old.What do you remember, Death, When darkness was your light, The dead followed you like sons and daughters, and you had no air of plight.What do you remember, Death, When leaves would crum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1825279/ Everyone loves something about fall, here's my favorite things I look forward to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1825276/ Just as birds migrate to escape the cold to more summer air, us humans migrate our way from the hardships of life to the better parts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lbrown360/1825164/