http://slow.writerscafe.org/griggsbe The original writings of author B en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094797 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 For her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1529554/ I just can't seem to get what I want onto paper anymore... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1461941/ Wandering with mysticism and wonder,unbound, indefinite, and yet - hopeful.Ever changing;a creek after the rains,a fog among the wood,a branch in the storm.Overflowing with schemes,uplifting for the soul.A key to the gate,a knife to the rope.Seen by the seer,dreamed by the dreamer,spoke by the speak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1461926/ I will build you a home;with lumber and nails and virtue.I will build you a family;with intimacy, and caring, and tenderness.You will build me a home;with warmth and comfort and flesh.You will build me a family;with laughter and joy and hope.He will build us a home;with faith, and conviction, and gl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1461920/ I spend an hour; you spend a day.I love a moment; you love a lifetime.I watch the stars and make a wish; you turn that dream into a life of reality.I breath in your knowledge;  you wait until the moment I am nearly full to unveil the truth.I travel across the world, and throughout time itself, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1262644/ With the eyes of a goddess you dive into my soul,Searching,As if there is something you need.And with a bravado I knew not I possessed,I dare to look right back.In your eyes I can see it all,Laughter, strength, goodness, love, solidarity, passion, and most of all - you.Though you peer out of a sapph.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1219684/ If I told you to stop dreaming, would you?If I told you every dream you had ever had was the devil reaching into your mind, would you resist the urge to fly away into the colorful lands of dreaming?Could you? Is it even possible for humankind to not dream? Is it our punishment for what Eve did in Ed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/1013394/ A thought crosses the glassy surfacesof realization.Straining, it crawls through into thecaves beyond.But it has become lost. It cannot finditself, let alone the way out.Lips parting, breath rushing forth, yetsomething is caught.Struggling to climb the willow tree,b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/985621/ Dreaming is a word for those who havetoo much hope. Hope is a word for those who needsomething good in their lives.Good is something that rarely comesaround.Life is a story that we have to writeourselves, and we must never stop writing, even when the blackness ofdespair.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/985619/ Can you appreciate the beauty of aflower?Take it in your hand and feel thepetals move across your fingers.Breath in its aromas and be lifted.Do you appreciate the tranquility thatthe flower can bring?Wrap those flowers in a ribbon and givethem to the one you love.Wake u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/984539/ It was a dream ever changing, even inthe playground of my own mind.A brilliant blast, several thousandcolors surrounding and enveloping my very being; my body, my heart,my soul.To feel as if there was no gravity, butyet I was fastened to the exact spot I found myself. Not standin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/984517/ Don't tell me about inspiration. I know what it means to be inspired.To look into the eyes of an army and raise my own sword in defiance. To stare into the eyes of the one I love and create art from their very existence, from their very touch, their breath, their words, their love.Don't tell me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/983550/ I feel. Therefore I am.But do I truly feel?Is the reaction of my body on a molecular level to stimuli in my environment truly feeling something?I think. Therefore I am.I can create an image in my minds eye, but it is simply my brain reacting to similar stimuli brought on by nostalgia in which it rec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/983218/ A brief story of our life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/griggsbe/948490/