http://slow.writerscafe.org/mr-coulthard The original writings of author Phi Coulthard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016739 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Piece of Course for the Sept - December 2009 Semester in last year at university http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/702370/ Not so very cheery Xmas poem. Hopefully it makes you think about those who suffer over the festive period. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/702366/ It takes twoRipped out from my chestAs the monster sleeps in the headSo angels can flyOne in the past One as yet to come The body is just a shellA vessel to be poured and filledThat shakes a shudders At the monsters willAnd if the monster movesTo another partIn that shellWho know what.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701227/ The buildings are bordered upAnd the rain falls downOn to the emotional poorThose who walk aroundLike it’s sunnyDuring a nuclear winterThe rain falls downSoaking through my defencesA different kind of painI’m forced to absorbThe Surplus run off my fingersAs I fall in to denialAnd I smile.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701226/ You look at me funny And blame modern culture As I’m chained and gagged By your views and opinions Blaming the modern hero But you never think Mary, Mary quite contrary,How does your garden grow?With the blood of the innocent And you paint it nice So I d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701224/ She sits on her throne And looks out across her kingdomThe wicked world of thornes Bitted and Twisted Like her view of people High above us all She sits on her throne And looks across her mess A proud job she didBut not all aloneHer partner and slave To have a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701222/ He ran so far awayBack to the people he lovedSo he can hide With them not knowing The things that really happenedAnd the burden he carriesIt’s easier to lie To those around himThan to face the truthOne day he might believe The stories he tellsHe seeks redemption A ligh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701217/ You tried to find me With the unwanted You looked forThe good in the worldEvery second your awakeIn every city you visitedAre you dreaming?Only you can tellYou look at every personAnd there’s nothing thereJust like the deadThe memories become ghostsThe wind never settlesA nd your the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701216/ Give me the gold today The treasures in this worldBut I’d give them all awayIf I thought I would loose My best friend one day If I thought I would loose you one dayAnd the day you disappear Where you say nothing My world would fall apartCos I’d be numb The l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701215/ My Take on the Rob the Bruce and the spider legend of Scottish origin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701211/ A poem about a person who thinks he's the 21st Century version of Lord Byron. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mr-coulthard/701209/