http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jthomas121088 The original writings of author Layla J Omorose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990576 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 5 After three days of non-stop traveling and trades, Philip Lamar wastired and ready to return home. One more stop and he would head to the trainstation. But first things first, he had to make sure he returned home withsomething, or else he would never hear the end of it from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967999/ 4 At five in the morning, Sonya’s alarm clock went off. Its loud ringingjerked her from a relatively peaceful sleep. Groaning, she debated whether toget out of bed or toss the annoying contraption against the nearest wall andcrawl back under the warmth of her covers. Had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967997/ 3 Dinner for Sonya had been eventful that night. Not only had her sistersgiven her attitude because of the gift their father had given her and startedan uproar at the restaurant, but her father had also announced that he wouldonce again be leaving at the end of the month on a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967995/ 2.How many years had he spent locked away in the darkness?How long had it beensince he last saw the light? Since he last felt the warm rays of the sunagainst his face?Beast couldn’tremember. Loneliness had become a solemn companion, a bittersweet sorrow. Everytime he thought ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967992/ 1.Sonya “Beauty” Lamar sat quietly at the dinner table, patiently waitingfor her father’s return. Beside her, her two obnoxious sisters bickered backand forth about the truth of meaningless gossip.Who was sleepingwith whom? Who’d had the latest plastic surgery, and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967989/ LOVE MAKES MONSTERS OF US ALL A lesson, Jackson "Beast" Marshal, learned the hard way. Cursed to spend his life as a twisted creature, he has given up o returning to the man he once was. Until he http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1967987/ My Soul's Cry is a silent wail... confined to a hollow jail. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1388012/ Lilies are beautiful... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1388009/ The Widow1.Heart strings are connected, tied, withinvisible strings,Tied together, woven, like a Widow’sweb,They unite those that were once lost,In the darkness of universal loneliness,Thus it is done. Forever bound, relationship molded, bycelestial hands,Cosm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1388008/ Shattered Ihave become shattered,Thepieces of my fragile mind scattered,Blownaway by the gusting winds,Fracturedby all of my sins,Thereare these darkened voices,Theyhave guided all of my choices,Upuntil this point,AllI had tried to do was not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1168197/ Death’sNote of Collateral DamageDeath’s Note of collateral damage of joyfulnoise.Bucket list of all those, of all that will be, ofall that is.Purple rose skies play out against blackenedwindow sillsThat harbor great secrets of forbidden temptation.Where orange.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1054285/ TheCorridors I walk the dark corridors of my mind,Lost in the thought of losing,Hallways constructed by deception andconfusion,Infinite doorways that lead to painand isolation.This is my world, my life…my destruction. Desolation and chaos the ke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/1045372/ ImperialDarkness Quiet.Thoughts churning.Theheartbreaking Thesilent eyes of the watcher…forever watching.Judgment…thenight stalkerCold,unfeeling …nothingThequiet murder lurking in the shadows. TransparentteethInvisibleto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/993674/ This a really a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/990732/ GANNICUS Now look upon this warrior…This golden haired warriorWhose power and beauty Filled his belly with wine and his bed withwomen.This man whose name was crafted into legend,Long before the fall of The Empire.His tale is spun from the silk strands .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/983414/ SPARTACUS Do you see this warrior here?The one with those hate filled eyesA heart that mourns the life of a true lovelost.Let me spin the tale of this rebel leaderThis man who gave a choice to those who hadnone.Whose rage shook the very foundation of Rome….. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/976720/ WildChildWild ChildNot even SeventeenWild Child Can you make Sixteen?Party and drinkKeep it up and you won’t live to make FifteenStop and thinkYou’re supposed to play at FourteenUsed to go to schoolLeft before you turned ThirteenWhat happened.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/972509/ I was playing around with rhyming and this is what I came up with. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/972504/ RED QUEEN Red Queen with the black heartRuler Queen with a cold soul and ironfistA wicked witch they call you,Behind your back, wagging tongues thatthrow sharp daggers at your soul.Cut eyes made under bowed heads when inyour presenceFrightened bunnies that cowe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/969840/ The Mating GameYou…yes, you there…Come and listen to me…Lend your ears to the sound of my voiceListen to the words that I am about tosay… Hushed whispers spoken from a wantonheartTruth filled wordsReflection of the inner soul, long.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/969838/ Intricately DesignedCaresses Intricatelydesigned caresses against the soft flesh.Light, feathery and sometimes fleeting in touchCircular motions of idle finger tipsA sensation conductor to the senses.Yearning for moreThe need to feel connected in a world of transparent bod.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/969836/ Mind SlaveMind SlaveYour are a mind slaveYour thoughts are not your ownYou are a mind slaveProgrammed by mechanical hands Mind slaveDo what you are toldDid I ask you to speakHave I told you to look upMindslaveYou hate your peopleYou deny your cu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/775548/ Sex FiendSexfiendCome to meLeave your childrenBe my slave Sex fiendTake your clothes offGet naked now Sex fiendSo obedientLay on the bed Sex fiendDisgrace yourselfBark like my dog Sex fiendWear these chainsGet the whip Se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/775545/ Doyou hear her…? Canyou see her?Canyou hear her call out to you?Doyou hear the pain in her voice when she speaks...? She doesn’t have much of avoice left.Sheneeds you to listen to her. To hear her.Sheis begging and pleading…it’s in her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/775544/ TheVagina Monologues #4In mytime I have seen many thingsI've even partaken in a few scandalsI was featured in magazines throughout the worldYoung and old lusted after meMany sought out my conquest.Yes I was quite a sight to see in my prime.There were posters of me hung on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/775531/ The Vagina Monologues#5Mommy!Mommy! Mommy!Wheredid you go?Why didyou leave me?Alonein this scary world?Mommy! Pleasecome back to me.I wantto come homeWhy didyou force me out?Ithought you loved me. But noyou loved Him more than .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/724766/ this was orginally supposed to be a poem but by the time i finished it was a story/poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/722635/ Shackled ChainsPlacechains around my wristShacklemy anklesBeatmeScarmy backMakeme work till my hands are blistered and my knees are weakDestroyall around me Justdon’t enslave meDon’tmake me like youIdon’t want your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/721036/ I wrote this a while back...probably in middle school... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/721034/ ThePulse of the Earth Listen...Listen to the beat of the earth. Listen to its rhythm and watch the tressdance to the music. The grass hums a tune that only theflowers can hear; they come out to enjoy the show. Listen to the sound of the rain forest fromthe top .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/721031/ The Vagina Monologues #3I have been with my husband for a very long time.Since I first started my cycle he has been by my side.He is my one and only visitor.I know him better than I know myself.His shape and size...for my husband is large and I doubt any could take hisplace...are b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/719738/ The Vagina Monologue #2 My mistress is very kind to me.So is my master.She pampers me in fresh scentsHe caresses me in my most intimate place.To show my appreciation I serve them faithfully.When she demands that I accept my master I welcome him with open arms.When he offers to fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/719735/ The Vagina Monologue #1 Whymust you always invite this intruder into my home?Hestretched until he takes overWhileyou enjoy his owners tender touchIscream out in pain as he forces his way inside meIthurts…he has swollen my lips from his constant smackingHe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/719733/ This is part 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717980/ This is an adaptation of the play Electra that I had to write for an old Literature class...I have expanded it and turned it into a short story that I will give you in two parts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717977/ I was sitting on my step and looking at my Aunt's car when this came to me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717972/ I will let this poem speak for its self http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717968/ Who Am I? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717172/ Tragic is The…Tragic is the sunWhile blood falls from the sky and coats the groundTragic is the crimson That covers the yellow brick roadTragic is the joy that fills that airThat drowns out the screams of hollow hallsTragic is the heavensWho watches as hell d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/717171/ From the Tree to the LeafWhen the sun shined brightWe were the perfect pairWhen the wind blew with all its mightIt was you that protected me with perfect careThe birds played happily in our hairWe built their extravagant nestTheir children were ours to bareWhile they played and restWe have sheltered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/716768/ This poem is an Elegy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/716486/ Rainy SeasonIt looks as if rain is coming,Dark clouds will shadow the sky tonight.A heavy mist will cover the horizonAnd small girls will dance in the rain.White flower dressed twirl around their waist.They laugh and play in the cold rain. The clouds clash now with thunder on earth.The girls drop to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jthomas121088/716470/