http://slow.writerscafe.org/MrAndrewParker The original writings of author Andrew M Parker en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776201597 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When she appears in my dreams I don’t think for a second that anything is out of place. We are exactly like we were in the real world, awake. No extortion like dreams usually have. Except for one, little thing. I don’t know this girl. I don’t know her, not anymore. We haven’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1877192/ My heart flutters like a crippled butterfly though only for a moment. My mind fills with disbelief, shoving my heart down into my stomach, to have the acid destroy this memory.Later my entire body rages with anger because of this act that I’m not entirely sure was true, but deceitful and evil... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876608/ This place is filled with These peoplethat have Those faces you’ll never forget YouYou were from that place with all these people that had those faces you’d never forget but me i was in that place with you among the people who had those faces you could never forget yet…you forgot .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876604/ Rain, rain Don’t go away Don’t just come back another day I want you to stay For as long as you can Fall from the sky To shake my hand Burst from the clouds To replenish the land Rain, rain You’ve gone away I didn’t want you to come back anyway http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876603/ Down by the riverA keeper awaitsThe hum of a girlThat simply createsThe tune of a song With her own willful mindYet she ran straight along And left the keeper behind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876602/ I live inside Of a crazy man’s mind I’ve decided to call it my own. Cause I’ll go for a walk And not have to knock When I went to get back inside; It’s now my home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876599/ I’m sorry, my life I’m dying But it’ll all be over soonNo more heartbreak for me And a little less pain for you Don’t worry though,I’ll still see the sun where I’m going Maybe I’ll drop by To say hi To the moon too And the sky's still blueExcept with a littl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876598/ “Hello, hello!” I dare say, as people walk by. They do not stop to say hi;They never do,And I don’t know why. I wave to these people When the winds are high But do they stop? No! They say,“Hurry hurry, get inside!” So here I sit On my post Above the ground Astounded at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876597/ Beneath soil and stone, I am trapped. Inside the earth, hiding from the atmosphere. I ran from the ocean to bury my fears of being taken alive, By the monsters in the deep. It is never so dark that we can’t see, but That we are blind. Even in the light, we can’t see what’s ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876463/ Dark scars. Cold breath. It’s lonely inside my head. Quiet house. Pale skin. Time to open the Box again. Clammy hands. Freckled nose. Here’s to standing on my tippy-toes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876462/ Tip toe,Tip the boat,Let the captain know you know;He’s lost control. Sink sank sunk,The captain’s drunk,Your shipmate’s aren’t in their bunks.It’s time To go For a    swim. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876459/ ThrobbingMy head’s throbbing My veins They’re sobbing Blood Too much blood Coursing There’s blood There is blood It’s forcing it’s way from my veins Swelling My heart It’s swelling Now my throat My throat Is closing Pulse There’s a pulse A pulse No pulse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876458/ Smile Bright smileA tight smileA titled pile of smiles All trifled over how to smile Frown Two corners of a mouthDown Years of Trying to smileFrowned down upon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876456/ Fall asleep in the snow For as long as you like The clocks will-tick Turn back in time And rime will go As slow as ever But doll, when you wake up It’ll be spring in the summer And you won’t be able To shake the snow flakes From your hair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876455/ With every cold little surprise That dashed across my confused, green eyes My mind tipped ship like lightning had hit; It was raining inside. Thunder rumbled in the distance of my head Above me, the quiet rage so softly strong it shook my bed. I mumbled under my breath when a rat a tat&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrAndrewParker/1876449/