http://slow.writerscafe.org/bootsbug The original writings of author Renée en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776001417 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15                         Let her dance free, in summer sun                                      for the joy of love   &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/2847717/ Invisible threadsSunlight graces spider web Ethereal lace  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/2121097/ Remembering Serah http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/2120510/ When I’m an old woman who cannot see,  I wish for granddaughters to sit with me.  Threading needles with greens and golds,  guiding my hands, though I am old.   Together, create a garden scene, lilacs, daisies, ros.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/2119817/ Beware my darling, bed bugs bite, and dreams become nightmares when you least expect it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/2014535/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1857544/ We bow our heads  in remembrance.  We bow our heads, for what we witnessed.In all this looking back;let us be aware,where our footsteps fall... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1828189/ One general, upon his stallion, cannons glory, blazed ahead, battles, hard fought, with many fallen, deterred not, The Men of Freedom.. So it is said, that in July,Independence was declared.. For "give us liberty, or give us death,"under kings r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1798656/ Just simple thoughts, today... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1797631/   Silly little clown lost her smileas she washed her face one dayCrimson and white swilled with waterthat merrily ran down the drain Now bare faced that little clowndecided to be what she isNow a days  she walks through townwondering where she fits inFor peopl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1785528/ One little voice in a big, big world.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1784177/ Living with a timer hanging or'e my headI hear its gentle tickingwhen awake and out of bedTelling me do this and thatyour time is growing shortAs my soul calls, Come let’s writeto hell with all the choresSo I indulge once againto make the rain drops giggleSurf the wind on falling lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1781628/ Walter the wandering snail http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1780138/ unwanted flowers  undeterred stubborn thriving  blooming without care http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1776879/ A journal entry, while walking the cobblestones of Bruges.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1767578/ What floats my boat?Leaves after a rain,sailing in water, which  reflects the heavens. Adrift with dreams, and I a speck of fairy.Standing upon the tip of a leaf, holding a rain drop, as my spy glass, scanning the seas.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1764930/  Did you tell her  as you placed the ring upon her finger...Who it was truly, bought for? I will ever forget our ring of dreamsWith its little bow, and solitary diamond for a knot. I remember the day we saw it, you secretly purchasing, and waiting to place it upon .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1729088/ The Eagles taught me, I could fly, above the hate that came.Linda taught me, love was hard, yet my heart could always sing.Music was my voice back then,though I didn't know, so many things I learned were never taught at home. Jesus loved me, yes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1711959/ Underneath the veneer of dreamsIs it enough to sustain life ?Strong enough to endure time ?Truth lies underneath stripping it awaywishes.... dissolve into that place where....What could have been might still exist.. Always hoping Always dreaming It has become the b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1707852/ Just a thought from last year... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1702272/ Poems written 2015 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1702164/ Hey Pandora What’s in that box ?    Let’s twiddle with fate…  Open it up ! Oh, do you think we should ?Why of course, my dearlook at the tag It reads.. ^^ Lift Here.^^Just because it says >>>> << Doesn't mean, I should&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1699828/ Geese over head speak to me Life goes on, they say..Don’t look back, just fly onLife gets better every dayand if it doesn’t Just shift the place you’re standing inlife goes ondon’t look backLife is to live, not win http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1698905/ Gingerbread houses, lemon drop dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1697878/ Just a thought about headstones in winter... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1686044/ Collaboration with Khalid. Do you remember when we sat on clouds, dreaming... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1677070/ Continents are burning, singed with scars of hatred..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1667243/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1646188/ Our little Phoebe is back, dipping and diving into pool water.His wings are second nature now, as he flits and dances with ease on wing.I've been watching him for a year,  he was such a little one... Now, he has mastered flight, but he still visits, and my heart is light,jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1642275/ Fairies feet are far to delicate to walk upon sticks and rocks... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1640441/ Lotus flowers hide their face in a moon lit water pond... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1630532/ Looking out at the world http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1584727/ do you hear my words, belovedcan  you hear my silent sighsdo you hear my heart beat fastercan you feel the flames ignite though all is quiet torrents run deepin the silence of youin the silence of me  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1562919/ Little birds are quietthey've fallen fast asleeptheir father has flown far away... it seems Though they sleep, they listensheltered in a tree of dreamsfor feathers will flutter happilywith his returning wings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1540983/ A writing challenge to describe each day of the week as if it was a person.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1512457/ Come in, he said Warm my cold existenceNow, it is I that stands looking out with only my breath upon a windowto keep me company  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1495507/ rain water tricklingdripping from the tip of leavesants water ballooned   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1492088/ In this crazy world…filled with borders separating people, filled with passports for travel,in a world with hate, a world of gates,there is a garden..... Here in a virtual place,an oasis of friendship awaits..no borders, no guards to say, we don't belong...n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1483855/ Mammoth, California http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1472009/ Poems I wrote in 2014 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1464529/ My voice echoes in a room  full of people, taking selfies  Picking words to fit their imageof what they want others, to see in mePick away, I sayshuffle, and paint the truth a color of you’re likingBut truth is never hidden forever for everything false, fails.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1455060/ For my dear friend and poetic brother Dale Deadmond, aka Rock and Roll Cowboy… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1433115/ It is at nightour soul takes flight high among the stars borders nonexistent Where joyfully we dance                          http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1430965/ "Hear the hissing?" he said teasingly to his friends "That is the sound of a new vampire" The young men shivered in the cool, fall night as they laughed walking by a crypt... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1425052/ Within a shell of ice contains a woman warmwaiting not for a prince,but a man who bears no scorn,one that bears no diamonds,nor burden down with pearlsbut kisses sweet in the night;one who'll rock her worldto crack her ice, knock it goneyes, this is a wish, of a woman warm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1421992/  I heard, the coo of a dove today. I heard, the whistle of his wings so near,   air graced my cheeks as he took flight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1419263/ It stirs within the soul...Or is it ?The soul stirs within….All I know it has a craving beyond the flesh Calls to fly calls to be heard and cries when tears of sadness fallWe are so much more than flesh and boneI wonder at times as I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1419045/ Star light, star brightMay I have this wish?No you may not I'm sorry  little girl You will grow without himWhy? To grow stronger But I will make mistakes And from those you will learn….Everything familiar is gone From this,  you learn humility...Anger r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1417915/ A box of dreams, lies in my handstied with a ribbon of lust.. It waits for him, only him,to untie and open up. Inside hidden, implements just for his demise, that will, for all eternity, bind his soul to mine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1411984/  I look behind at all the shattered dreamsbegging to be picked Their scent tempting me to come back amidst the thorns of their fruitless stems....It is not me they want it  is my blood,  my life So they may grow strongerYet,  I look back no longer..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bootsbug/1406247/