http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mysilentembrace The original writings of author Mysilentembrace en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775394847 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There was a timeI reached out for love,a lotus blooming through the mud,eager to feel the heat of the sun.There was a timewhen rain drenched my roots,and sap flowed freely from my veins,the aroma of lavender and honey�"appetizing on the tongue.There was a timewhen love sparked the kindli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3126581/ For so long, I allowed my voice to be pruned and thinned,but I’ve come to learn,I never blossomed for peony gardens,where beauty is chosen over truth.I bloomed as a crown of thorns,exposing the rot, refusing to look awaycatching light on open wounds,my voice giving shapeto the lie buried benea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3125867/ A mask you'll choose,A face to praise,Yet what you lose,Is beyond the craze. Paint it, shape it,Mold it, please.It's just a skit,An inner dis-ease. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3124642/ You sit on your fenceClaiming each side’s extremeGawking at recompenseWhile existing in a dream. Don’t lose your balanceWhen the tear gas fliesI’d hate for you to fallOn the side that dies. The fault in your moralsIs they submit to oppressionDismiss your constitutionKneel to aggres.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3124452/ If justice warps for comfort’s sakeAnd truth is made a lieThe line you thought was “neutral ground”Is where abuses magnifyWhen fear decides what’s justifiedAnd silence calls it wiseThe fence becomes a vantage pointFor watching justice’s demise http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3124450/ I am not pretending,To not pick a side,I will stand up, For what is right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3124029/ How do you sleep at night?When the country has burned alightSecret police haunt our streetsWhile the tyrant king rests in luxury sheetsA ring of pedophiles fills his cabinetFiles buried and justice absentCitizens vanish, unlawfully detainedRaped and abused, whole families estrangedWar cries scream t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/3124028/ Your nationalist pridewill suffocate the nationcover Lady Liberty’s eyeswith your righteous indignation.Piety is the horsethat makes you feel high,while the morals you professrot at Jesus’s graveside.Contradictions alight,the Bible your disguise;you crown your hate in halos,and welcome t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987460/ The chocolate tones of her body awaken the room as she enters�"like a forest floor stirred to life, encircled by the aromas of cedar and spice. Her alluring eyes, dark and reflective, hold a warmth that can only be described as igniting your soul. Her presence lingers on my palate, inten.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987458/ With each strike of my fist against the punching bag, I refused to break.I knew why I was doing this�"but letting my walls crumble is not a comfort I’m used to.A child of generational trauma and absent parents, I became the responsible one. The caretaker. The peacemaker.These roles.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987457/ Falling faster, ever deep, within your heart, I wish to sleep. Where souls reflect in quiet kind, two hearts, two minds, alike, aligned. A haven built by steady pace, I'm grounded here within this place, as if we’ve crossed a thousand lands, and you were written in my hands. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987456/ This poem is written about Depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987455/ This is the sound of the next revolutionPropaganda chokes the air like pollutionGunpowder strikes as truth ignitesOnly one side will survive the nightFailing to see the other as brotherForgetting the lessons of empathy and motherVitriol fills the words that we spitDemonizing all who don’t subm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987454/ Welcome to America,Come join our circus show.The price for admission?Only your soul.Choose wisely, my friend,For the costume you wear.For donkey or elephant,Each ticket seals despair.For the war is unjust,Declared by the proudly uncivil.Enemies press forward,Deaf to war’s red vigil.The puppet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2987453/ Writing of the impacts divorce has on kids http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2960681/ Curtains of smoke...But his eyes can’t disguise-a lawless soul.Cold.Unkind.Unwise.History echoeswhile Orwell sleeps.The past repeatsin the silence it keeps.In this history...the past returns to call.Tariffs starve the masses-the same whose namesthey disgrace:of history’s queer, BIPOC, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2960588/ A poem I wrote about gatekeeping for a writing challenge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2960508/ I tend to write about the more serious and philosophical things in life, so here is a play on that with some lighter and more playful content. A poem on caffeinated dependency. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2960467/ This is an idea of a story I’ve been working on. I’d love any suggestions for improvement and if you want context for the broader idea let me know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959815/ Back in high school the way I memorized my spelling words was to write them in poetry. This was one old but I feel quite fond of still. Its about the earth/ Mother Nature as creator and destroyer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959658/ Something I wrote after learning my former partner had cheated an again. A way to encapsulate my emotions about our marriage ending. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959502/ After breaking my ankle my dr set me on bedrest. I am a human who struggles deeply when I cannot be outside playing in the mountains and being inside to long makes me stir crazy, This is about that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959501/ This is a poem I wrote for a competition last year, when I began writing again. I won the competition which was formatted around your perfect day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959500/ The fear of vulnerability and being seen in love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959495/ He calls me “woman”but cares not what it means,seeking to entrap someonein XX or XY genes.Forgetting that Jesus began as a she,but then again, so did he,at least according to biology.But that doesn’t matterin religious histories,those evangelical fantasiesdripping with fallacies.So.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959493/ A story of the many kinds of love you will find on this journey of life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2959316/ A phoenix rising poem of digging into the depths of our psyche and learning to embrace the shadows that make us whole. This was one of my first reentries into writing and I won a competition with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2958685/ A reflection of infatuation so many lean into when they mistake obsession with love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mysilentembrace/2958684/