http://slow.writerscafe.org/danb26 The original writings of author Dan Bullock en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776050727 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sat on the Bankside lunchtime, people watching... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/754403/ My recent work saw me at Regent's Park in London. I wrote them something, heh. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/615424/ In fairness, this is a tiiiny extract and I've found myself an editor, just wanted to share as I've not been on here for a long time! =) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/499556/ A subtle turn of self-concern mixed with eternal hope... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/456759/ I have music for this! :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/434896/ A momentary meeting can unexpectedly change everything :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/428380/ A continuation of a current theme I'm developing... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/421791/  people hidden like lionsin the long grass of Richmondround orange glow glistens eyesthat peer over the reedsducking when the beesseek a misled scentand vent their confusion bydrifting off with the breezei expect to be crawled onand dragged into theirworld of creatures so sm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/417410/  the drawl of the drainlays stake to the claimthat s**t always rises to the top the whiff of wisdomis a mistaken chasmin the back of the dusty old shop you talk and they listenand with perfect precisionyou sip from the paper coffee cup I'm not twisted nor .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/413063/  I’m sorry I lost touchThat’s what went wrongThe echelons of the struggleMoving right to wrong I should have realisedThat my spirit was crushedA little down and crumblingBut not enough to rust For once I will admitThat I might have got this wrongThe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/411047/ I was sat cross-legged on the train with my little book, some people stared at me like a weirdo, so I wrote this for them...:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/392950/ Everytime I have a break, I come back with a different approach, this set of work is all stripped down, back to basic's stylee...:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/392949/ A story developed from my mind...as they always appear to with inanimate objects, this was what came through, ha! It's fun, go play. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/392947/   He faltered on the tracksSixty years of emotionTears saturate eyesArms wrap in commotion I try to read the situationLearn from griefI became the foundationFor relief  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/392945/ I was having my lunch, I watched a bag speeding towards me....this is the results...;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/392944/ ...the unproductively of these places actually astounds me, they've invented reduced common sense and lack of originality....if it wasn't so wrong, it would almost be impressive of how they've taken the human race and ripped out all its heart. From my per http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/361239/ Having not written for a while, I was spurred on by new writings on here and new comments....a wonderful feeling! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/358883/ ...fighting the old demons, ha, everything is possible and anything is conquerable...even if that's not a word, it is now ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/313861/ Graduated...now work appear HARDER to get than before! I'm okay though...like a moment of disillusionment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/303918/ Escaped to Dublin, it just does something lovely, always! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/290601/ You guys always get my creative thoughts flowing again, thank you...this is a reaction to just reading some of your works....make what you will... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/288393/ The skies are blue...and it's nearly 9PM...how the early thoughts of summer lighten life :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/265205/ I'm trying to emulate situations that don't directly relate to me as my early writing, this is another people watching piece :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/254776/ Just a glance out my window, the smudges led to a thought pattern, I think it's reasonably light as well and I like that :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/244468/ Fresh cut grass in the graveyardSecond hand drizzle in my eyesQuarter moon giving me a signOpening up the path, reminding me Bright car lights steal my night visionDriving me into absolute blackGrowing storm turn rivers and rush my shoesBridge rattles, train passes, windows brig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/243426/ A blatant thought process, collaborate if you wish, play-pull apart-reconstruct. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/243423/ Just wrote this as I try to sleep and let some words escape! :) It's all true as well :-p http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/242020/ Did this the other day reading up on all the bad times we're supposed to be living within, surely it's more of a state of mind that leads the decline? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/241152/ A playful/serious thought process on where I feel the World is some days. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/223714/ something where I felt I deserved more, and the thinking outcome of that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/223574/ A wander through the streets in November of a beautiful city. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/160200/ Drizzle transverses in grey cloud citySharp breaths down sheltered alleyShould I walk or take heed and turn River flows strong in sea bird cityDrowning calls as they swarm and shrillAuld Lang Syne echoes a piano hall Give a flower to a girl, so prettyEmbracing the winters.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/158240/ I guess when I’m oldAnd I can’t be bothered Getting out of bed         To go                To the loo I won’t have to They can make excuses.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/151967/ The alarm would sound at 4amYou’d carry me to the carI’d remember half knowingWhere we were goingBut not worrying I knew, I was safe You would wrap rice crispies inCling filmWith just enough milk in a Tupperware containerAnd a bowl for a sprinkling of suga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/142300/ A restoration with a slight edit and from an early morning walk. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/77883/ Exactly as the title, it's an old one, but I still hold the sentiment fully open. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/77874/ church bells quiz ends did not indicate subtle river snores white walls fade yellow old thoughts sit together stray guards hold entrance vague male slides left money drifts by loud & brashthis tongue stays cold summer breeze chills gently a warm glow would settle (a thousan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/76689/ A ponder via a wonder nearly squandered ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/75703/ Don't you love those robotic voices that have no emotion and aren't really sorry? The modern world amuses me, this is just from being sat at a station and watching, people, watching. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/75508/ let it out ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/56451/ as it says! :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/56445/  Rolling mist in the softened red October eveDissolves the black fade into subtle orange shine that deceivesAs curling into the ether it all twists and disappearsAnd if lucky it can counteract to disperse your fears HGV driver sleeping in the sway of the light rainClosed with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danb26/51977/