http://slow.writerscafe.org/SimonCat44 The original writings of author Hunter C. Brown en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032605 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Unsure,Life is about being Unsure.Unsure of what's around the next corner,Around the next bend.Being Unsure of who you will meet,And where they will take you.Life is about being Unsure,That's what makes it Life!Being Unsure,Is being Human. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/776528/ On day of the hanging I was completely nerve-racked.  If this crazy plan failed the Egyptians would most likely torture me much worse than they already had, possibly until it killed me. The guards led me from my cell to a large, stone courtyard on the edge of the city.  Once there, they p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/776360/ People are everywhere,On the streets,In the houses.Everywhere,And yet,I'm Alone.Alone in a world of humans,Alone because.Nobody,Nobody understands.My pain,My sorrow.Nobody understands,My personality.My hopes, My dreams.So I will wait,Wait for the person who does.Until I meet that person,I shall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/766515/ Wrong, I get that a lot.Talking too much,Wrong.Arguing,Wrong.Too many games,Wrong.What isn't wrong,In this too serious world.Can we laugh,Can we cry?Is that wrong?Is a blue tree wrong,Is a green sky wrong?Wrong,A word used much to often.Ruining originality left and right.That, Is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/766511/ The time had come, the Egyptians planned to have me hanged.  I had thought desperately over the last few days.  I might have been able to come up with an escape plan, if I'd seen anywhere but my prison cell.  I had no idea where I was going to be hanged, no idea where I would go if I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/764965/ The fear of darkness,Really it's not the dark that your afraid of.It's the feeling of the unknown that all humans cower from,The bravest men would avoid things they didn't know of if they could.Darkness itself is not scary,It's the fact that you can't what's ahead of you.Hence the unknown factor of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/764484/ Inhumanity,A disgusting term.It means the definition of evil.It reeks of insensitivity,The only other word for it is barbaric.It describes brutality,Atrocity,And mercilessness.Inhumanity,A disgusting term.If you are described like this,I hope your happy.Because I am Repulsed.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/764379/ Greatness, In order to achieve it,You must first become humble.This is the only way to find the path to Greatness.In order to gain recognition,You must not boast your way into the limelight.Only through quietness,Can you gain notice.Ironic,That's the only word for it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/764365/ CRACK!  Once again my flesh burned like hot metal was being poured down my back.  SNAP! Another whip to the back, would the searing pain ever end?  Again the thin man would speak, probably asking me questions.  I couldn't answer, I didn't understand.   "Stop," I cried. "Pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763966/ I am Lost,There's no way back.Stuck out here,In who knows where.I am Lost,With no way back.No home, No friends.I'm Lost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763906/ Emptiness,People say that's it's nothing.But really,It's a living, breathing creature.Eating away at your life,Your soul.You have to fill it,But you don't know how.Some do it with food,Others with objects.All they are really doing is deepening the pit,No way out,Only sorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763697/ Miraculously, against all my wishes, I did wake up the next day. Thirsty, hungry and sore sure, but still alive.  Near the door of my small stone cell was a loaf of bread and what looked like a cup of water.  Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have trusted the water.  But th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763655/ A master grave robber named Evander travels to Egypt in an attempt to find a lost pharaoh's tomb, and his gold. Soon he runs into hoards of villains, thieves and other more, sinister creatures. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763643/ The floorboards creek,The waves smash.Soldiers run frantically to their battle stations aboard the dreadnought,All because they near their destination.On the island people run frantically too,But for different reasons.They run,Because they see that the dreadnought is approaching.But as the enor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/763553/ All's Fair in Love and War,Or that's what they say.Most of the time this isn't a bad thing to live by,But it can be.You can lose your friends,And lose the war.You can get back your friends,But lose the love.A dying cycle.No way to win it all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/762050/ They call me Geek,They call me Nerd.All because I'm smarter, Than they would want to be.They say life is random,It deals the cards without looking.Some might say I got dealt the wrong hand,But I disagree.I shall accomplish things,Things you never dreamed of.So go ahead,Call me a Geek,Call me a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/761764/ Inspiration,A fickle thing.It comes when least expected,It listens not to your whims,Only to its own.It doesn't care for timing,Sometimes it seems that it comes,Only to make you stop,And do what it says.I've never been sure,If it's really that good a thing.Inspiration,A fickle thing.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/761759/ Life is Cruel,Or it feels that way.It gives you something good,Something Great.But there's a catch,There's always a catch.Even the best things,Can end.And they will,Life is Cruel,Or it feels that way.If it isn't to you,Be happy.But if it is,Good luck to all of you,Because Life is Cruel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/761553/ White,The color of clouds,Paper,And Death.When most think death,They think,Black.But no,Death is White.What is the color your skin turns after death,White.What is the color of the blood freezing snow,White.What is the color of the bones inside of us that are exposed after death,White.So tell me,Why .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/761005/ Waiting,O how long I have sat here.Waiting,For something to happen.Waiting,Life is to short.Waiting,The seconds tick by.Waiting,Long hours pass.Waiting,Then I realize,What am I waiting for!  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/760759/ my first and hopefully only love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/760441/ Lying,Though it is used to get yourself out of a bad situation.It usually leaves you worse off than you started.If you tell to many lies it will entangle you in a web of frauds and misgivings,When this happens only one way will get you out again.To admit,To admit to the lies you told and hope you ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/760431/ Blue,How do I describe you?You are the sky,The ocean.You are in my very soul.Blue how do I describe you?You are the buildings,You are the lakes.To me,You are life itself.Blue,How would life go by without you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/760057/ how blind people might feel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/760036/ The day was hot, very hot.  Sweat poured down my face as I trudged through the endless sand of Egypt.  The unbearable thirst I was experiencing was a result of a full day under Egypt's sun.  Since I was low on water, I allowed the the feeling to go unquenched.  I knew that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/759813/ The Fallen,They are all around us.In the souls and memories of their loved ones.Whether they fell in war,From disease,Or even old age.The Fallen are all around us,In the souls and memories of their loved ones. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/759698/ Knowing is a strange thing,Like Knowing you will die.Knowing something is helpless.Knowing your accomplishments are yours and only yours.Knowing is a strange thing,Like Knowing the grass will grow,That the sun will shine.Knowing is a strange thing,It can be comforting,Knowing you're safe.Knowin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/759646/ Humans,We are all humans.And humans,Which is what we are.Tend to become attached,Attached to things that are daily.In other words,Life As We Know It.And when that thing that happens every day,Suddenly stops happening.Life As We Know It,Quite abruptly,Ends.And when Life As We Know It ends,People.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/759543/ Greed Is Hungry,Greed is black.Never is it satisfied.It fights, tricks,And kills.All to get what it wants.For,Greed Is Hungry,Greed is black.Greed is the seed of evil,and it will grow anywhere.Unlike happiness,Happiness is hard to find,It is sired from unselfishness,Friendliness and good.This is wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/759535/ The Silver LiningA silver lining is always there,In the words of my mother,It's always there.Even on the days where you wish you could just surrender.The kind of time where you feel like life just isn't worth it.It's always there,Sometime,Somewhere.Even when you wish you could kick, scream, and shou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/758657/ The Writer's GuildThe promise to Listen, Record and Share,To be a scribe of life.Whether that includes creating a story, poem, or play for sheer entertainment,Or to teach others from previous experiences.It's the promise to Listen, Record and Share.What that means is different for each person,B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/754811/ Birth, Life, DeathBirth, Life, Death.The three things all humans go through.Eventually.Whether big or small,crazy or sane,good or bad.Whether you're wealthy or poor,happy or sad.Birth, Life, Death.The things we all go through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimonCat44/754806/