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		<description>The original writings of author Sam87</description>
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			<title>Untamed fantasy</title>
			<description>My fantasies in resent weeks haven't been as tame as they once were... and this dream is reaccuring </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1920636/</link>
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			<title>Loving my best friend</title>
			<description>Getting used to what a true relationship is </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1893967/</link>
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			<title>I'm your's</title>
			<description>A bit of a playful BDSM poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1874694/</link>
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			<title>You are my lullaby </title>
			<description>Just another love poem... not everyone's cup of tea but hey! I'm in love &amp;#9786;&amp;#65039;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1874637/</link>
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			<title>A different kind of love</title>
			<description>He's a different kind of personSpecial and unique Intelligent and caringA complete and utter geek.He's shown me that I'm capableOf more than what I thoughtSo much more to life it seemsThan what I was always taught. The love I feel within his arms Protected, safe and warmThe stren..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1862075/</link>
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			<title>Fighting the darkness</title>
			<description>As my poems explain, I have depression. Sometimes I push it so far away that I forget it's there... so when it fights back I have to remember the light</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1861766/</link>
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			<title>Confusion</title>
			<description>Having to make tough decisions for the benefit of others, despite it being potentially devastating for me... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1861143/</link>
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			<title>My serendipity </title>
			<description>I'm not very good with words so I write rubbish poetry to try and get round this. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1853169/</link>
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			<title>No more hiding</title>
			<description>I have spent a long time being who people wanted me to be, thinking if I didn't I wouldn't be liked... result? The friends i made didn't stand by me. But now I have began to be myself and I was wrong.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1850530/</link>
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			<title>First kiss</title>
			<description>This poem isn't like my others... tried a different pattern and not sure what I think of it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1839716/</link>
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			<title>What will you be? </title>
			<description>My son asked me what he will be when he is grown up... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1834965/</link>
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			<title>My son, my saviour</title>
			<description>I wrote a lot about my depression... but although it's still there, it's nothing like before. This is a poem about my son. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1834191/</link>
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			<title>Bring back the laughter</title>
			<description>Again, about depression and seeing the world a different way. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833121/</link>
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			<title>Numb</title>
			<description>Another poem on my depression. I don't feel like his much anymore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833119/</link>
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			<title>Secrets of abuse</title>
			<description>Whilst my family were away in Canada, I dealt with some underlying issues I had within myself. Mainly that I went through sexual abuse as a child and they never knew. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833118/</link>
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			<title>Your coming back</title>
			<description>So after 18 month of my family being in Canada, they came back to England. But I'd been without them so long that's despite me hurting so much when they left, I didn't know if I wanted them back...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833116/</link>
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			<title>It's your life</title>
			<description>I was with a guy for many years but we had our issues. One being he was addicted to food.  It was actually killing him but he didn't understand why that would effect me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833114/</link>
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			<title>Your leaving soon</title>
			<description>A poem aimed at my family, who were moving to Canada when I were 17</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833113/</link>
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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>Another poem centres in my depression. 17years old</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833112/</link>
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			<title>Failure</title>
			<description>This is the first poem I wrote centering in my depression. My parents had just told me that they were moving to Canada. I were 17 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833110/</link>
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			<title>To a nana I miss </title>
			<description>The second poem I wrote, my nana had just passed away and I were over the anger stage. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833108/</link>
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			<title>No goodbyes</title>
			<description>This is the first poem I ever wrote at 15. My nana had just passed away. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1833107/</link>
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			<title>I don't care what they say </title>
			<description>I wrote this when I got with my ex. As it turned out I should have listened to people, but at the time I couldn't see past him. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1832849/</link>
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			<title>Does age really matter </title>
			<description>I wrote this when I were 20. It was my first time admitting to myself that I were interested in older men, and I knew the people around me wouldn't like it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1832848/</link>
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			<title>Like a drug</title>
			<description>Again about my new relationship. He consumes me, I thought I'd felt most emotions by now, but none of them compare to how he makes me feel </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1832847/</link>
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			<title>Own me</title>
			<description>I'm currently in a relationship which involves Dom-sub play... which is new to me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1832273/</link>
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			<title>New adventure</title>
			<description>I am in a relatively new relationship, and there is some rough play involved so although the first bit sounds a bit bad, it really isn't meant too... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam87/1832272/</link>
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