http://slow.writerscafe.org/Oglesbeer The original writings of author E.M.Oglesbee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776184642 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15           The tourists screamed. I don’t blame them, I was damn near closeto screaming myself. I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen where I stood,unable to move or think. The scene of him hitting the ground was playingthrough my he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940361/ I checked the time. 10:31a.m. We made good time walking to thecliff thanks to Bruno’s overzealous power walk. As much as I would like to stopfor only two hours and start the climb at twelve thirty, I felt everyone hadearned the extra half hour of rest. Not only that, but there was le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940359/           At 4:30a.m. my eyes snapped open. I jolted upright and quicklylooked around. I let out a sigh. I was still in my tent, Nick was dead to theworld about three feet away, snoring. Everything was fine. I always seem tohave a moment of pani.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940357/           After I ate anice meal of whatever was in the tin can I grabbed I headed out of the tent.More of the guys were up and moving around by now and were starting to breakdown the camp. The tourists were getting to be pretty good at breaking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940354/           Ten, I couldn’t believe that’s all that was left. Six more weekson this expedition with six barely trained tourists and I was two men short. Atleast no one was dead, so it could have been worse. I walked over to thenearest .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940353/ i wrote this a year ago so i forget somethings about it, let me know what you think http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940351/ So I started writing this thing almost a year ago and i just found it on my laptop and decided to post some of it on here and get some feedback and then continure on with it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/940349/ I have timeThe teacher writes on the boardOur scribbling mirrors her movementsA new assignment, due tomorrowThe order has been givenI have timeSchool ends, we are all relievedEveryone runs home and starts their workbut not me, I'll eat something firstWhat does it matter?I have all eveningI have time.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/677556/ These are actually lyrics but there was not a selection for it under "type". 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deserve to know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671684/ Music is more than an art,It is a way of life.It is my way of life.The cool brush of the wood against my hand,As my fingers fly over the fret board.The Flea, Johnny Christ, my inspirationFeel the power of Peavey pump through youAs you turn up the volume.Bass flows through you min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671681/ Words are a toolUsed to build bridges between peopleThe cement that holds the world together.They can personify all the beauty in the world,But words have a dark side,Words can be explosives,Used to destroy the very monuments they erected.Blades used to stab friends in the backAnd be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671679/ Grey mist surrounds you,opaque fog, thick, heavy,clouds your way, pulls at youThe voice of reason is heardcalling through the hazeBut weary limbs cannot conveyHopelessness circles unseenwaiting to feast on unsuspecting preyThe blinding light hastens to rescueBut the shadow of hopel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671676/ Daylight creeps over the rubber as the dust settlesSmog of sulfur and decay burns your nostrilsFires fueled by men’s livelihood burn all around.The city lays in newly received silence,you walk aloneAlone....As you step, whispers of the once were’s crunch beneath your heavy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671674/ I wanted to write something profound,Something that would change your life forever,And during my exertion of thought,I have realized that I am nothingI am nothing but an infinitesimal speck,In the vastness that is our universe.I can not change my size in the worldFor size is the one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671671/ 1. The only art from HeavenGiven to man.  The only art of Earth, Man brings to Heaven. 2.  The tool musicians use, To paint a picture on silence. 3. The hills are alive,With the sound of music.4. All people of the world,.. 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http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671664/ What lies within a person?Beneath flesh and boneEmotion, personality, or soul?What lies within is hard to guess,For the outside is not but a maskShielding one’s true self.You must strip away the mask,And look deep into a person.Past the polluted emotions,That were used to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671663/ What do you do when life spirals out of control?When everything you had shatters to pieces,And falls to the ground to be lost forever.How do you pick up the pieces and start anew,When the life you had was all you wanted.To move on, you must forget.And to forget, you must leave the memo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oglesbeer/671661/ I found you in the dark.Through my never ending abyss, I heard your voice.I stumbled into the light,Blinded by the lustrous majestyAnd I looked into your eyes.In your eyes I found myself.Myself and all I longed forAnd in that moment, I knewThat it would never be mine.Y.. 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