Benjamin Belcher > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

Take a moment: everything around you is amazing the floors that hold your feet up and the ceilings that don't collapse the sweatshop shoes you u..

Roses are red and violets are blue I'd like to take the eyes out of you See what they're made of, check the expiration date, and give them to some..

If I focus myself on it with intensity, with clarity I can run nowhere and see the world. Floating free through the amorphous stew of a life i..

Dissolve and descend into deafness drop the pen on your deathbed. Nothing but flesh and heartbeats counting down days on a chartleaf Nothing but..

getting to the point always, whether it's literal or a brink, a verge, or even of disaster always getting to a point, that point, the point. scr..

yourself and the city big bright lights and colors beaming so unwielding, so seductive sorry sop is so supported and without it, he would crumble ..

Girl with the big bright beautiful flower, come sit by me, and don't say a thing. I'll pretend my best to notice nothing, and glance away indiffere..

One day, the wind picked up my poem. I grabbed, grasped and grappled as if to lose or expose that sheet of me to a stranger would be a terrible ..

If you look up, into the sky, you'll understand: our feet are fixed, we are all stuck, like beaches holding ocean's hand. Our anatomy is a cell, ..

In a dusty cup you'll find a trace of what I left behind that day it's nothing that extraordinary but the nostalgia keeps me merry And when I lo..