http://slow.writerscafe.org/RP17 The original writings of author RP17 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775994848 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The beasts iris dilate as it enters the battle field, blood thirsty stares cut through the air like daggers, lodging themselves into the hearts of it's targets. Yet the enemy stands unshaken.Roars from the beast echo through the mountains breaking the peaceful silence of mother earths breathe. Yet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/2091678/ Time ticks away as we wander through life.Time doesn't stay even when you close your eyes.Time is neverending, but yet it runs out.The end of your time will come without a doubt.Time is precious, so best spend it well,Cause time moves quickly, as old tales would tell.Tomorrow is not prom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/2091677/ Our species engulf the earth but we still have more deaths than births.Listen to the cries of our globes curse,9 just died before my 2nd versehearts stop beating just for a R10 out of a old ladys purse.Listen to the pleads of the needy, the grumbles from their tummiesCops telling me they d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/1903517/ Dear Pretend GrandmaHi Pretend Grandma, I know we don't speak, but thought I'd give it a try before you grow weak. I miss the deep conversations we never had, I miss the love I never felt when you held my hand.That's my pretend grandma...Remember those special times we shared together on t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/1903295/ Here is my wall, my bricks packed tight,cement so strong, mixed so right.What's inside I have forgotten long ago.Built so high, foundation dug as deep as it can go.Coping mechanisms working like a charm in its time of need,but destroying good things once done with its deed.Bitter sweet m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/1903291/ I've been tested through life, I have my strong moments.But in my moments of weakeness I feel like I'm just floating through life trying to find something to grip onto just to know I'm not alone.Imagine being suspended in mid hair, feeling around you and finding nothing.Imagine not finding any.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/1903287/ Within these four walls, my castle stands.High and tall amoungst the clouds, I built it grand.In my chambers I dwell, endowed in riches, but cursed by a spell.Nothing short of exquisite my kingdom seems,silver and gold surpassing your every dream.But in the fortress lies an empty plot,ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RP17/1903285/