http://slow.writerscafe.org/norial The original writings of author Marina N. Lovrić en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108789 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I came to you from the deep water in July my glowing dark hair reflecting in the sunblinding you, I strip the pearls from my neckand I stand in front of the ocean, gazing at my reflectionyou should beware of the goddess I see in itMy beauty will haunt youIn the seventh month that i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/2781352/ A Phoenix' song by the legend makes one forget about his homeland http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1958145/ Every warrior shall meet his day ,he tries to stand but knees give way ,even the greatest will fall todayBehind this blood walleight hundred dead men lie , hearing an echo from Valhalla ;"Vikings never die."Rivers running red ,they leave this world in fire ,into wind as ashes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1958137/ From a book I was writing in elementary school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1958132/ Have you ever killed a manwithout a name?Even ,if you had killed thousandsof nameless men ,each and every namewould haunt youin your sleepSo many yearshave passed ,so many nights by this fireplace ;I still see his sweaty , sad facecrying , begging"Please , don't...".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1958129/ My latest work , I'll probably change this a lot but here it is for now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1958125/ If I were a personinto eternal sleep I would foldand dream of the Tree ;when I grow oldThey told me I'm an amaranth ,never to wither nor die ;my roots are entwined ,in my grave I lieIt's unravelingthe electrons are moving slow ,At long last I see ;this void is starting to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957821/ No one knows this place ,quiet and serene ,deep in the mountainsbeneath an avalancheHanging in the branchesof a weeping willow ;choking , gasping , slowly dying ;where no one will knowI was merely a human beinglooking for the meaning of life ,but how could have I started to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957808/ Through summer,spring and fall ;winter remainsthe loneliest of all"I want to show you something." ,this morning to me she said ;I guess not only the thundertomorrow I shall awaitIf you ever meet herdon't be afraid of the coldness you see ;freeze in her armsand please ; rem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957807/ Death of someone young , very close to my heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957804/ This is amongst the first poems I've written ; I was about 11,but I love it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957798/ The ones yet to beand the fallensuffocate scatteredin the vast fieldsacross this board gameIt was supposed to bea circle of life , right?But it's an infinite loopsaid him and killed the ones already dead ;because balancemust be preservedYou will always lose against him , .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957796/ Her dark eyes shutfor eternitybecoming an ancient bookembellished in ashes and dusthiding arcane myths and enigmas ;does she dream in colour? The time is forever freezing her beautyin black and white ;I will keep her this way forevermy beloved celestial princess , dressed i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/norial/1957794/