http://www.writerscafe.org/Bubo The original writings of author Bubo en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1369193623 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Miscarriage of You Hesitantsun sneaksacrossbare horizon, andasingle swift sweeps inpolite purpose, unawareoffrosty sky shaking hands withchimneystacks clambering for air.Istare at roses stunted, strugglingfor breathinwinters folds of.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/1024560/ For someone I think of every day ~ and wish I could be there for his family. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/1003674/ Please stop by and leave some words for Nathan's family, who have lost their son and brother under tragic circumstances. Miss you ~ http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/958965/ Miss you all ~ currently doing an open university course, and this was one of my submissions, very chuffed I got a first :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/943772/ Passed by a funeral home~ with the undertaker standing on the door step........... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/740656/ Just is as it is. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/713610/ Bag lady, who sat outside a bank crying, no socks,or shoes on a cold wet winters day. The image has stayed with me months later. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/709729/ Lost in the WC crash ~ and I have just found it again! This is my feeling of losing sanity, and the downward spiral of trying to stay sane. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/675774/ Collaboration with the very talented "The Viking", it has been an honour working with a man with a brilliant mind, and great ideas. Any errors are down to me! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/639301/ The evils of tobacco.........I am determined to give it up, but fear it will kill me! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/637151/ For Annie. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/636340/ A reminder to myself of the day I was born 13/11/1963.............. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/632685/ Don't waste your time on me, you're already a voice inside my head~ Blink 182 http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/626624/ Collaboration with RD Peck~ I know stories take time to read, but this is short and funny. Insight to a night out in London for the singles in town. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/625881/ Where are you buying your Christmas presents this year? http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/625397/ Rambling........emotions contained within....what we give and lose at the end. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/624399/ For my stray who suffers with FIV ( same as HIV in humans), who is scared of his own shadow! One must reflect how much we do for others. We are losing sight of what matters, my reflection. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/624039/ No idea where it came from, but I see why I wrote it! Relationships can consume, until you lose yourself....and the essence of who you were. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/623400/ (UK) Someone whose actions or lifestyle will inevitably result in trouble is going to come a cropper..............had the thought........let me know what you think, as I am usually just a poet writer! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/622564/ For my Daddy. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/619684/ Tinypic......don't delete picture! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/619305/ JPEGS can become an obsession.....I expect many people develop obsessions through the internet, falling in love with a jpeg, and building dreams around it without even knowing the jpeg at all. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/618774/ I am not a great romance writer......but this is how my heart feels. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/616306/ Stepmothers. The italics read a message on there own. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/615505/ Unrelated, but have been there, darkest days. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/613030/ Follow up to "Close to Home". Actual account, but did not end as well for me! I got a spanking! Written in poem form, and from the imagination of a child. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/612152/ Around 1967, I went missing for a few hours. This could have been me, luckily not. The Jersey Beast reigned terror on the island for 11 years, and was caught in 1971. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/608958/ Random write.......... arguments are pointless, in hurting those we love we hurt ourselves. My 5 minute thought. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/607394/ I dined with the devilWhile moon ate the starsSea swept to heaven And Earth resided in the dark.He wasn't poetic, or apologetic Nor did he appear unsympatheticBut as he leant into my chestWith death of his breath, his eyesenergeticHe faxed a little message to my head.6.908... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/605619/ I do not fear death. But I fear the pain it will cause my children. Happy Birthday Kye,17 today and Bethany 20 in five weeks. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/598027/ Written in collaboration with Corey Rowley, a writer I am a huge fan of, so this has been a privilege. http://www.writerscafe.org/Herotomost http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/596261/ Random thought. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/595846/ I am not judging.......it is the way it is. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/595395/ Entrapment of this thing we call love........ http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/594928/ Miscarriage, a silent loss, one that people avoid talking about, one that is never forgotten, and something that can touch us all. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/593614/ I have no doubt the picture will be deleted! A rant at how I am sometimes made to feel......maybe I should have been born a man! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/593223/ Off the top of my head. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/592597/ True account. Angelo( a wonderful friend) died in a motorbike accident. This was our dream. This is also for a friend here, who also dreams of travelling, you inspired me. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/592553/ Relationships!Sadly the last picture violated terms and conditions!Sailors prayed to Poseidon for a safe voyage, sometimes drowning horses as a sacrifice http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/590860/ This came from my mood recently, its how I imagine being cleansed might feel like, who knows?! Some journeys just seem so long with no answers. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/589679/ The 1001 liesWill not be justifiedBecause of the tenderness in your eyesOr to cover countless scheming alibi'sTale-tell signs spit Delicate crafting of those linesSlip so sublimely from your lipsIt's possible I've been blindListening to the movements of your hipsResting so heavil.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/586835/ There are 5000 approx transgender people in the UK. I write as a single parent who has been on a journey with my child. For Kye. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/585198/ In folklore traced back to medieval legend, a succubus is a female demon who takes the form of a woman in order to seduce men in their dreams, usually through sexual intercourse. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/582423/ Something, such as a drink or a drug, capable of making one forget suffering. Picture courtesy of Sean Addams http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/581915/ Things not to be mentioned http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/579716/ For him. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/570878/ If you allow me to breatheA flutter of the lungsTongue to slide While I collaborate feelings insideInto orderOne, two, threeChapters of a bookTurning pages so easilyAs letters languishLie in their boldnessWords would make perfect senseNot garbled, rushed.So I’m standing on toesI have no wish t.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/570862/ For Stephen. Come home soon. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/568470/ I am a bit of a mess right now. But I miss you all. This is not a great write, but more an expression of confusion and issues.The child mentioned is me.Lyrics taken from Skunk Anansie. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/455890/ Love, so many different perceptions. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Bubo/397792/