http://slow.writerscafe.org/smugsmirk The original writings of author Godwin Snow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775976097 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Hey there fair ladyCome! Sit a whileHave a drink, and be jollyHey there fair ladyCome! Be merry for a whileHave a drink, and watch the world fade awayHey there fair ladyYou’ve been sad for a whileHave a drink, and sleep it all awayHey there fair ladyYou’ve been mad for a whileWhat can I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2088674/ ignore this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2088526/ I can't do this anymoreStop this cycleAll this pain is too much for me to bearAnd I want to stop all this thinkingStuck in my sense of ConstantLoss Until you came for meKindness was not something I knew until I met youEnding all my fears and thoughtsMaybe I'll make itI don't knowCan you help me, IHo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2088036/ Standing in a motelTainted with an ashen smellI inhale and smileI’ve been wandering for a whileI don’t think I’m lost or anythingRather I’m ready for everythingTo hell with maps and guides and roadsI’m content to make the whole world my home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2085818/ A found poem I made http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2083612/ Some days it’s rainingThe drops splash on my windowpaneThe drops amplify my painAnd I think back on those days long agoStanding on a bridge, ready to let goSomeone said they caredI guess that’s why I’m still hereWhen it rains I cryBut I can see the city through my watery eyesThe pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2083423/ Dear MotherI understand that life was hard sometimesAnd it could become too much to bear.But I have to wonderWhy me?You yelledYou screamedYou called me a leechYou gave me goals that I couldn’t reach.I only wanted love,Instead I carry scars that run deep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2083421/ I hear thoughts.I taste rhythms.I see sounds.When you sleep,I make my rounds.An idea consumesPossesses me until I’m running on fumes.You may ask whyYou wonder why I tryTo create itOnly to hate itFor am I ever thirstyEver drinkingThese thoughts these feelingsAll this thinking. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2083419/ Kettle softly singsSnowflakes dance betwixt branchesThe fire is roaring http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2081572/ Inspired by Bob Dylan's music http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2081571/ The outside is contentThe interior is in turmoilFilled with angerBlood begins to boilFlowing and stingingPain is the father, son, and pale white ghostCrashing down in waves, a powerful hitThe razor widens the slitFather forgive me for I am damned http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2081568/ i ran away last nightin my dreamsi cried last nighti came apart at the seamsi thought hard last nighteyes widei hurt last nighti think i diedwent for a drive last nightlooking for something divinei was alone last nightguess god was out last night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smugsmirk/2081554/