http://slow.writerscafe.org/GrayCSweet The original writings of author Gray C. Sweet en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775964364 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Past the shoreline of my elbow, lies the great green seaThe sparse, soft grasses on the sand, wave in mimicryI, the floating island, made most of rolling hillsSoak in the smell of the emerald oceanAnd for a moment, I go still http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2960784/ Something I thought of while doing something I should probably stop doing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2960074/ classic unrequited love (or is it??) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958851/ Where all my fellow perpetually-in-drought desert rats?? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958571/ A poem I wrote in the same rhyme and similar meter to Robert Frost's: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958568/ Crows swarm the trees in black leavesThe valley screams as they alight from their perches to fleeBlown away in one gustRed lights reflect off the asphaltThe interstate dragged to a dead haltDread stretched across six lanesWe’ve sunk so strangely into ourselvesDrowning in sweet smoke and wishin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958525/ What can be said?When your pain is fresh in a way I can no longer conjureI want to fold my arms over your back and stitch your head to my shoulderI want to soak myself in your favorite scent and put myself in the dryer So that I can comfort better, or at allWhat can I do?I hurt too, I’ll .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958410/ In There is lukewarm air and dust mites Laid languid on peeled counters and disintegrated carpetIn the house There is no electricity buzz To cool the open refrigerator or light up molded cornersIn the abandoned house There is a candle- Sat  on the windowsill, dressed in a jacket of nearly vegan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GrayCSweet/2958256/