http://slow.writerscafe.org/pjwrench The original writings of author RubixKube en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776117535 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This was written on a particularly miserable day at school years ago. Can you tell? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846979/ This was written whilst studying similar titled poems by William Blake, so I decided to put my own modern spin on the "lost and found" concept http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846977/ There once lived a gleaming rainbow, all seven of hiscolours shining as brightly as gold. He loved to flourish within his manycolours, and loved the attention people paid to him for it. Very nearby, therelived a small, white cloud. The cloud was soft, fluffy and serene, butcolourless and bla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846164/ First born he opens, His beauty woven With an alluring, seductive felicity. By hand of man, Crushed under hand. So ends his redundant vivacity.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846162/ Is it not a pretty thing When bees and birds a-like can sing? And duty is no longer king? And across the earth our children dancing Can light to our dark spirits bring? So why do adults all endure The shadow of Death at Heaven's door? When Paradise fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846161/ A very brief and simple poem which I try to live my life by. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846159/ I went on a mind-blowing tour of The Somme in July 2006 during which we visited the largest war cemetery, Tyne Cot. This was written not long after. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pjwrench/846158/