http://slow.writerscafe.org/mrwoowoo The original writings of author Andrew DeMars en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016574 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A short story that looks into the disturbing past of a gunslinger seeking revenge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/1057218/ When the day turns to that darker shade of grey,Your words I can trust, a feeling mutual to us.To make my sun shine through those wall clouds,Resting mind, heart and soul, we both know.When together, true character can be widely seen.Nevertheless how many eyes gander, fun is all they see.Wreak havoc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/818308/ Colors, all having a distinct taste for the senseWhen children we were life, vibrant and strong.The sensation of waking up just to conquer the day.School, friends, parents, all a daily occurrenceNow to speak to any of them is a gift, rarely given.For help, for love, for them to hear you, you to hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/818306/ Shock.Vision gone, the future curtainsSight, the events about to play dueFrom this catastrophic moment.Cold, broken, frightened, alone.Heart nose-dives from ribs, plungingto depths of guts and terror.Time’s hands switch to feetStrolling away, dreams tucked in pockets.Blood pumping icy shards b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/818305/ Scenes of the night flash past vision, jarred from sleep.Projecting a film of hysterics, rage, and stupidity.Booze laden heavily on breath, the day continues. Mint paste absent, a putrid coat layers teeth.Sporting clothes from the night before, walken out the door.Nonchalant soles scrape concre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/818304/ Colors, all having a distinct taste for the sense When children we were life, vibrant and strong. The sensation of waking up just to conquer the day. School, friends, parents, all a daily occurrence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/719103/ A poem that describes a warrior anticipating the fight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/681146/ An Anecdote of my living conditions in my dorm last year. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/671108/ A poem/story i thought of to dedicate to the Dark Tower series by Stephen King. Not the same story exactly but mostly just a dedication to the series because I enjoyed it very much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/671099/ A short poem i thought of when someone must be thinking in the final moments of death on a battlefield in the middle ages http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/671096/ A poem for those who have never been able to express their rage in words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/663903/ Saw a trailer for Watchmen and then thought of someone who is betrayed and put it into poem about a hero whom is a savior, but never receives gratitude. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/663902/ A poem for those who have ever been looking for the one whom their meant to be with http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrwoowoo/663898/