http://slow.writerscafe.org/memento-mori The original writings of author linear en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986571 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love forged through the flames of desireMay not forever burnBut love born of friendshipMay last an eternity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1496028/ How many times have you passed me bynot seeing me, not knowingI'm aliveHow many times do I need to breatheuntil you seemy heart bleedAnd how many times will I diebefore you're quite satisfiedyour soil be cleansedYour war charriots with wheels that maimswords of ironhold t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1415810/ Perhaps i should bleed my words upon the wallThen you might see, and even call Maybe its you, though it may be meCant we wake up from this misery You cast dark clouds at my feetAre you hoping i'll retreat Why dont you seeYes see like me, then maybe we will both be free Free to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1415796/ Where did it go wrong MarieWe danced often in loves sweet ectasyYou said you were happy and laughed MarieAnd you said you loved me, that it would last MarieBut he was younger, taller than mehis teeth were white, then you laughed at meWhat did i do wrong my sweet Marie?Bound in chains i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1415793/ Sitting on the edge of my bedhead bowed, trying hard to rememberthe night before.Had we fought?eyes sore, I looked down at the floorstrewn with empty beer cans and cigerettes.Carpet stained, with red puddlesa knife I hold in my handdropping it, it clatters on the floorsplatters.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1415791/ Embroiled in the insanity of a hopelessly forlorn chance of a foolish folly called love. I toss the cube, and hope, wish though reality is so often harsh,for the roll to come up with the numbers I choose.Now measuring out by the smallest increments my hope of any gain.I see by necessity that on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1322353/ Standing with eyes on fireRage burning desireTo set my destruction on a salverFor the love that turned to hate.Expectations so greatThoughts of a collapse into devious celebrationYet you could never understand the determination that encompasses the distance that separates.As a fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1285819/ How can a man change?Hardened by situations beyond his comprehension.Loved far more than he deservedgiven the harm he caused.Unions often discardedPeople, lives left in tatters.All for the fun of a young man's wantBut now I've learned, oh how I've learned.Stood in the strengt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1285818/ Just a life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1275286/ Of lost love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1254320/ A Harsh Reality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1251314/ Often I walk down cobwebed waysWhere dust settlesUpon leather shoeGossamer threadThat cannot entangle, entanglesStrangles, Speckled light in darkening night triesTo penetrateFails, So I returnAnd fool myselfAll is well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1249554/ So often have I sat in darkening shade of your abject poverty. Making me squirm for the hot warm air of freedomAlas there was never a care, more worn than the frown upon the face of a clown.The food you cry out for was not mine and wine once drunk along with bread cannot absolve. Cast my s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1244132/ It's funny how the emotions first wrapped around meLike a fragrance from a childhood memory.The touch, your tracings of light fingertipsOver responsive and tactile skin.But it was all so shortSpring, summer and then the fallThe swirling of dying leaves and you drifted awayWhy did I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1122031/ And so when the beginning had come to its finaleAnd the end had just begun.The start had stopped and that which had stopped startedWe find ourselves troubledKnowing that all we had gained, was lost.But then being lost, we were foundTaken upSmiled uponEmbraced in a sightleless v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1113735/ Hahahahaha!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1103584/ Loves Lasting Dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1089377/ It's just another love story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1069677/ Boredom often comes unbidden http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1068194/ No idea http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1064292/ Justa word I heardAsmall insignificant wordYetan important wordLost  IntimeInspaceFromthis place Iheld it closePerhapsto closeSmotheredit Aspecial word, at least to meAword I had never usedA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1060464/ There isa line that is drawn, but not by handIt’s aline we should not cross Yet manyis the time I have strayedTo myshame and demise I fell The fightwithin I would seldom winWouldthat my heart were stone For theheart is a conn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1059915/ Always listen to those who love without charge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1053269/ Spooky http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1048222/ QUICKIE http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1045348/ ah ha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1045342/ Whatever, just me writing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1039424/ love stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1039399/ Somebody told me this was not about giants at all! but it is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1038501/ Going home..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1038493/ another old poem, my take on poetry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1036828/ loves loss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1034928/ Tracingout an ivory, though wasted lifeLookingthrough the many scarlet liesIhave perchance come to see Thatall was not, or never was as I expected to findYouknow those fabrications were not all mine Yetin turns, fast running out of timeThea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1033214/ old poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1028416/ deleted in errorno copydamn http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1026254/ My worldhad changed overnightDoorsthat were once open had now closedDreams Ionce had now lay broken shattered on the floor of despondency For whatreason I could not understandWherelay my mistakes?What hadI done so wrong? Therepetitive beat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1025848/ In this the old ways can never shineThey may lingerWait a little while But sooner than one person can blinkit's goneAnd all that's left is the paper and ink! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1022476/ in  this  life  of  changing  placestedious   names  and  too  many  faceslives  a  man  who  leaves  no  traces leaning  over  empty  spacesplaying  only  solitary  acesleaving&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1020996/ A Very special day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1020092/ We all return, at least once..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1017842/ Make of it what you will, you will anyway..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1017319/ Emotional http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1007685/ A meeting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1007684/ :O) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1006762/ Pure senseless idiotic ramblings of a lost mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1006745/ Standing on the corner of a lonely streetIt's where I think we should meetNow I wonderNow I thinkIf you will come to my retreat In my dreams I  have pictured thisThe way you smile and paint your lipsSparkling eyesThat tell no liesSlender legs and sway of hips Time has come, time passe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/1005514/ see what you see http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/998780/ I watched the faces of the world pass me by todaysome sad, some smiling others blankfat, thin and many colours. Life is like thatfilled with many hopesdreams and dissapointments Over and over my thoughts tumbledwondering about their hurryinggoing to work, going home or to play Venting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/995334/ Emotions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/992738/ A little dark stuff (old poem) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/memento-mori/992731/