http://slow.writerscafe.org/DEAN%20FARNELL The original writings of author DEAN FARNELL en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012983 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wish I was much tallerWith looks like Steve McQueenI'd die to be like ClooneyRipped and oh so leanWith hair as black as ElvisA voice like Barry WhiteMy chest as wide as ArniesWith teeth so gleaming WhiteTo be loved like Casanova With girls at beck and callPlay footie like RonaldoTo be ki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1936264/ Lifetime Of Love 60 years of marriageTogether side by sideHere you are still In loveFills us all with prideMum and Dad, Rose and TomYou've been there all our LivesYou guided us when we were sadOr would need a place to hideNan and Grandad, Rose and TomWe've spent so many hoursBlessed&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1891456/ Just three channels on teleScreens were very smallNo remote control or colourBut I was never bored at allThe crash of coal In bunkersPennies the size of CDsI'd play outside till the sunsetGrass stains on my kneesMum would always worry soAs Mobiles were yet to beI'd call her from a phone boxWhich alw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1880615/ The smell of burgers fill the airThe fans all mingle everywhereChants from lads sing, come on boysIts kick off time I feel the noiseOoos and arrrs fill the groundNails are bitten all aroundAll the crowd will slate the ref With F's and B's in every breathAll of a su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1839018/ The buffets busy, people can't wait The rush Is on to fill their platesGrub piled high that covers their faceAll devoured, they leave no traceThe salad bar has got the sackThey won't be eating, crap like thatCake and stodge are next to consumeEven though, they have no room&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1836591/ Just one more picture Of your breasts Six packs readyYou lift your vestsYou cannot thinkOf things to saySo Its just more picsOf you todayBlowing kissesCamera's ruleYour pouting lipsYou think look coolSelfie sticksIn your bagsSit between Your purse and fagsYou look so go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1808958/ Here we bloody go again A fly's got In the kitchenWith racquets now electricIts time to do some swishingIts like being back at WimbledonSay Murray versus fly It zig zags from the fruit bowl Cat food and the pieI lash with fore and back handThe b*****d has no chanceI'm dodging, swiping&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1807185/ Its very true they always sayYou have to lose to winThose happy days were long agoI sleep now with a grinIt's time to live It's time to laughJust like once beforeI welcome back those happy daysI hope for many moreThe road was long and painfulIt took a little whileThought these days wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1802502/ Your on my mind, all of the timeI always think, when you were mineTime that's passed, has gone so slowI miss you more, than you'll ever knowI have to love, I need to giveI have no choice, I have to liveI've held so tight, your virtual handI'm praying you, will understandI've been so sad, m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1749553/ The night went fastI knew it wouldHer warmth, her smellShe looked so goodMy nerves just vanishedI had no fears It's like I'd known herYears and years We cried, we laughedShe held my handOnce again I felt a man My broken heartSlowly healing So good againTo have that feelingI never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1742536/ The Old Transporter Ale HouseIs run by Steve and JayThey welcome all their drinkersWho pass along the way Steve's the gentle giantWho's loves his bikes and beerYou'll find him on the dartboardWhom all the players fearJay's the kind of ladyWhere nothings too much troubleAlso pretty good at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1737969/ I kissed your hand the night you leftI held it tightly to my chestYour soul flowed through me head to toeThat dreaded time you had to goYour life did pass from yours to mineWhere it will stay for all of timeMy body holds your soul forever I promise it will leave me never http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1731072/ Another day has endedI try to get some sleepThe memories return againTonight again I'll weepOur bed Is vast without youLife Is just not fair I look across to say goodnightAgain you are not thereThe night Is long and restlessJust like the night beforeMy soul and heart are breakingThey will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1722598/ This Christmas I dreadIt's our first one aloneI know you are sleepingWe're both on our ownYou are at rest Forever I know Can you give me a signTo say helloA robin or pennyA feather will doAnything you canTo help me get throughI know you can see meI know we can't touchMe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1691981/ Sundays are so dull and boringAll day long I end up snoringThe highlights just a Sunday roastBut not for me I just have toastSunday please just go awayYou're a pointless waste of a proper daySchool and work just hours awayOh I loathe you so SundayKids all argue like we didA day out costs a 100 quidT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1640744/ If you could call homeI'd give you a kissJust one little cuddleWould be my wishMy memories still vividYou're still aliveThere's no way you've goneYou're right by my sideI know I'm alone But you're always so nearThe angels have told me That you are still hereAlthough I don't see you Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1639708/ You were the reasonI woke up everydayWho could have thoughtIt would end this wayI'd give the worldTo have you here with meForever I'll waitTill this will be http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1639648/ I know you can hear me Wherever you areDon't ever be frightened I'm never too farI know that you watch meWhenever I weepWhen I'm working or shoppingAt night when I sleepWithout you Is tortureI know you can seeI hope you're not hurtingThe same without me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1636061/ I gaze at your picturesI scan your faceI'd give the worldTo take your placeMy mind then changes It's then I seeYou would not wantTo feel like meGive me timeI will get throughBut for now your picturesSee my through  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1633244/ My heart today is broken Everyday's the sameYou promised not to leave meThose words etched In my brainEach day I feel so guiltyThere was nothing I could doYou were called to heavenTaken far too soonYou now will be forever youngUntil the end of timeI will always think about youIn those days that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1630863/ I keep on thinking she's not gone She'll walk right through that door I'ts just not right at 51I won't see her anymoreThis was not, what we had plannedWe'd so much more to doI'm, walking room to room each dayJust thinking Its not trueShe can't be gone, It's just a dreamI will wake and she'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1628765/ Footsteps beside me, Made me aware,They followed me closely,I know you are there.The grass It was moving,You're footsteps were clear,Invisible friend,Why are you here?Are you my Angel,To check I'm OK,Or my friend that I've lost,Along the way.The footsteps then stop,They knew I'd be fine,My frie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1625866/ I sometimes wonder where you areOr If you see me from afarI hope your happy, laugh and smileJust like we were just back awhileI still go to all those placesThat put a smile on both our facesIt's not much fun since you leftWe're both alone, I just forgetOh Tell your dad I said helloHe's alright, I to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1597693/ Hello darling I need to speak So sorry I woke you from your sleepYou had to leave that I knowStill maybe you could say helloJust one last minute of your timeTo tell me please that you are fineI know then In the coming years It would ease my pain and tearsThe odds you'll come I know are lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1572643/ Your face was so prettyI fell for your charmsIt was just only daysWhen you fell In my armsYour body was fineYour smell was so sweetMy heart would just meltWhenever we'd meetYou looked like a modelA gift In my dreamsBut inside your skinWas not what it seemedA look from a strangerYou couldn't be stron.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1524616/ Where have you goneWhere did you goYour heads in a placeThat you only knowYou don't have to rush I know it takes timeI wake every morningAnd thank god you're mineEach day we surviveWe'll treasure and dearBut I need the old youI Wish you were here http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1510386/ A Poem on Infidelity by DEAN FARNELLI could tell she was a liarHey but what the heckknickers stained of him and her She never thought I'd checkLately she has blanked meShe's been acting like a witchShe must be seeing someone elseThe sneaky little bitchThe end for sure was rubber stampedAs we bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1505368/ I know you love me I love you tooI loved those thingsWe used to doOur lives were blissWe had no careI know now life Just is not fairWe had no worriesJust you and meThe kids grown upWe now were freeFate had brought usBack togetherLife could not beAny betterIt seems so unreal We cannot .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1495753/ I'd played my guitar for yearsWhen B.G.T. appearedI could do no wrong When I play Simon Cowell my songHe pulled his trousers highI wait for his replyBut his buzzer turned to redMy rock star days were deadBut I can't get my head aroundWhy Simon turned me downTry looking for a new career As .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1341417/ I was only 10 back in 72I'd worn out my copy of Metal GuruShe tried to kiss me but I would runThis was where It all begun Girls were too soppy for all us boysFootball's for us, and Tonka toys But I did like "Debora" In a wayI played this song every dayMy shoes and knees were always scuffed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1327395/ The time went fast, just two yearsToday I'd face my greatest fearsI'd heard the screams of hardened menI'm blessed I won't hear them again The night go's slow without a clockThe guards awake me with a shockThey wish me luck and all the bestJust like they did with all the restServes me right I h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1324963/ The Devil went down to Yorkshire He were looking for a cap to stealThe stereotype, from all the tykesJust added to his ordealThe Devil he picked on Yorkshire And the Puddings played hell with his gutsHe snarled at a whippet, his language explicitWhen ferrets sank teeth in his nutsThe Devil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1298745/ Santa is a burglarAnd Snowmen have no balls The Angel on the christmas TreeHas needles up her drawersCarol singers beg for cashTo top up on their boozeMy boring christmas presents With nothing I would chooseThank heaven It's just once a yearWizzard got it wrongChristmas everyday they wishe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1283158/ The towers in turmoil  The bats are weeping They all thought belaWas only sleepingThe crypt's gone quietCoffin's gone coldThe blood he drippedTo them was goldThe bats see Bela So pale, so whiteThey screech In frenzyThrough the nightNever before Had bats felt grief Lugosi has.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1270879/ The tales were true and gospelAt the haunted hotelThe rooms are old and creakyWith that musty aged smellTo think I pay to stay hereI must be quite insaneThe thrill of what could happenBrings me back again The walls all tell the storiesOf years of frightened guestsI want to be so hauntedI hope I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1269284/ I Opened doors for ladies, gentsThe posh and even skanksI waited for acknowledgement No nods or even thanksPlease and thank you's banishedJust words from an age gone byeSuspicion, fear and dangerAre the reasons whySmilings changed to sneeringAnd trust does not existNeighbours now all strangersW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1267802/ We all had nightmaresWhen we we kidsDemons, monsters Seen on vidsGhosts are harmlessMy mother saidNone so friendly As those who are deadNow go to sleep There's school tomorrow It's those that liveWho cause us sorrow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1266884/ I'M GETTING OLD I'M IN DESPAIR I'VE FOUND MY FIRST GREY PUBIC HAIR I'M FAST ASLEEP BY HALF PAST 10 I'M NEVER GONNA SEE MY TEENS AGAIN LOVE MY SLIPPERS & JUST MOANING EARLOBES & SCROTUM , WON'T STOP GROWING  I'VE TWO INCH EAR AND NASAL HAIRSI NOW HATE DISCOS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1253407/ O.K. I'm a tattoo addictAnd not ashamed to sayI look at you and smile so muchYour presence makes my dayYour small and cute and perfectTattoo your here forever Hours and hours I stare at youTiring of you neverWith Fantasy Island on repeat Where life Is free from harmAll that's left Is to ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1252708/ They loved me when they saw me I was welcome In their placeOctober was the dreaded monthMy slaying would take placeThe knives were placed so neatlyThis giggling crowds distasteful  The young ones want a piece of meWhich I found quite disgraceful They gathered round my bodyA knife slic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1252269/ Halloween your back again The kids have filled the streetsScary masks each way you turnWith buckets crammed with sweetsThe only night, just once a year Where horror fills the airHeart's on edge of what's aheadWith screaming everywhereActs of playground horrorDressed In their grim disguise&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1251823/ Staring In the cauldronThey whisper hocus pocusTheir favourite broth Is readyMade from toads and locustThe witches taste the mixtureTheir smiles are so obscene With teeth all like a Jamaican flagYellow, black, and greenThe coven scream and cackleIt's almost like the moviesThey moan In witchy pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1249573/ Our Halloween partyWe want you to goWith my band made of monstersTo put on a show Old nick he's on fiddleWolfman on bassA mummy on organWe'll rock out the placeGuitars played by witchesThe drums played by DracHe don't like the lightsSo he stays at the backFrankensteins vocalsAre nothing to fear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1248744/ Places are sacred as we are only there for a second In time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1246757/ I hate facebookIt's game requestsApps & Invites I just detestBitchy gossipNosey gitsDirty picturesTop ten listsPokes and quotesWith no end Drives me slowlyRound the bendSo called friendsSnipe and shareYour private photosEverywhereShameful Facebook Your site Is sinJust give me a mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1244230/ I hid your lipstickI scratched your carI put a spider In your braI changed your shower  From hot to coldI switched your TVTo UK goldI hid your tweezers Your keys and pens Mascara, earringsYour contact lenseI just can't wait I'll be so glad When my haunting gamesDrive yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1242619/ I can't understand why timid birdsGet scared when we are nearHaunted woods they roam them allWithout a single fearThis fragile creature scared to deathOur presence makes them scatterBut will spend all night In gloomy woodsTo them It doesn't matterThe little birds are tough as nailsNot what they seem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1241742/ I know your eyes are watching meHow often they will stareI know you're glued for hours on endAnd I won't even know who's thereCry or shout just let it outGo on just let off steamI can do some dreadful thingsSome will make you screamI like to test you after darkBut mostly after nineA little bit of ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1233749/ Life Is the rarest of treasureWhether we like It or notAll that you'll leave Is a memoryThat's so very quickly forgot http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1232091/ The 31st has been and goneOh what a night It's beenMy belly full of special treatsIt's because of Halloween I partied with some witchesComplete with warts and allA song was played so perfectIt was called The Monsters BallThe hell and horror promisedJust ended up as funThe scaring ends with laug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DEAN-FARNELL/1228620/