http://slow.writerscafe.org/mrsdeg1983 The original writings of author Diane en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776103995 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a little bit from a book I have published, called Quinn's Faith. Sorry, the format is off. having a hard time fixing it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2464958/ Thank YouDoctors and nursesMedical staff tooTo the men and womenThat proudly wear Blue To the Grocery store workersAnd lab technicians tooWe would like to thank you allFor the hard work you doPutting your family at riskHad to be extremely hard on youThis is a poem to say how much we appreciate .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2464867/ It's invisibleAnd it caused quite fearEverything shut downAnd no one can come hereThe world is at a standstillAnd our loved ones we hold nearIt's the fear of the sicknessAnd what it could causeWhen it rips up your organsthat causes family lostWe hold on tightWaiting for an endWe hold our head u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2464866/ The spike in the wind sends chills to my bones.I feel the eyes watching me as I descent on my journey alone.I peek behind me as I hasten my pace.Those eyes are not the kind of eyes that are easy to place.The heat of its breath clues me its close.My heart is pounding and I am feeling engrossed.W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2108621/ Is anyone thereI am awareThe bump was so loudUp went my arm hair It came from down starsNo mistake about thatSounded like POPThen the line went flatThe creaking from the stars Shoots shivers down my spineI don't want to moveBut I may want to cryThe sounds are coming closerIt's very nearI d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2108620/ I watch from a farAs he whispers in her hairShe smile bigand nip his earTheir testing and teasing goes on all nightEntertainment at its bestIts going to be a good sightThey flow to the songsLike no ones aroundHe hold her closeScared she would float off the ground,Is this what they wantOr is it somet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2108612/ I am missing out on somethingMy life is part way throughWhy can't we love nowWhy cant we love like we used tooI feel broken downEmotionally invisiblePhysically despicableMaybe this is just my life Maybe it's inevitableI am seeing the big pictureIts not always clearAm I trash for the benOr will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2108609/ The unsettling wind made eerie soundsIt was breaking branches all aroundNot long after was crunching of the groundI covered my ears not wanting to hearMy eyes open wide in frights as new sounds howels through the nightA bang at the door sends a shock through my coreWhatever it is real.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2091237/ At night when the house is calmI close my eyes and enjoy the warmthHoping and praying for a peaceful slumberWhat comes next is in the form of a monsterI close my eyesTo deep sleep I goIt screams my namesIt scares me soStartled awakeI sit up and shakeThe house is silentNo ones awake http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2068306/ The lack of wordsThe loss of your touchwhat have I doneto earn your distrustWe don't speakWe don't jokeNo that's wrongI try but nothing worksWhat have I doneI have no clueI miss what we hadI miss you Don't look at me like thatIt makes me feel illYou look at me with disgust It's g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2048127/ His palm on my cheek soft and warm.His breath on my neck makes me squirm.The better of me says stop and run.But the sinner side said stay for the fun.My will is weak and the sin is strong. The pleasure of the night will not feel wrong.The need for touch, love, and lust.Is.A.Must. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2039586/ DEMONThe night air cool and crispThe thought of eyes in the mistthe creep that craws up your backsucks your souland draws you backWhen your hair stands on enddon't brush it off cause he will win http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2029626/ A hot thick breeze ruffled his hairA drop of sweat she could smell through the airShe licked her lips lightly and sighed in despairThe urge to taste what was already hersTo taste his blood would make her sergeHe smells so goodBut she must waitPerfect timing is everything He's now alone and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2011887/ Banshee or Faerie Woman is what they call those that screamsShe isn't evil or Demonic as the sounds they make seemWhen death draws near and a loved one is sure to passShe cries and wails to alert you to the future's pastThere are so many tales to be told like is she young or is she oldIs she dressed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2010682/ I sit and wait For the sea to bring meA crew of young men to satisfy meWhen they are close Ill sang them this songThey will crash and be mineFor  eternity longCome to me sailor hear my songCome to me sailorCome alongWhen the shipwrecks You’ll swim to shoreI'll seduce you with my voiceAnd .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2006473/ Succubus Demoness Temptress of the nightAre you as evil as they sayOr are they more wrong than rightWhatever you sayI can see through your liesFeeding off sleeping men’s soulsIn the dead of nightYou enter their dreamsExcite them with lustEnjoy your mealThen turn them to dust http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2006461/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2006249/ Writing Prompt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2004617/ She closes her eyes and flexes her backShe looks beautiful and all relaxedThey are whiter than whiteShiney and newBig and featheryAnd larger than youThe glorious wings that broke throughIs her escape from the hell you put her through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2004217/ The hairs on my neck stand on endBreath of the dark chill my skinA wretched Stench fills the airMaking my blood pause in my earThe fear I feel is nothing newIts been this way since 2002It comes and goes as it pleaseCausing fear is what it needsIt creeps in dead of nightcausing pain and igniting frig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2004212/ She wraps me up in blankets of silkshe lays upon me a grey rose from the fieldThe sky is clear and the moon is highShe chats a prayer to the angels up highNot sure what she's sayingBut she sounds like a doveHer voice is calming and her words filled with loveMy soul is liftingTo where I don't kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2003718/ This Is not real Y'all. I have noticed for the last few years though that my feeling are not like they used to be. Not much or nothing has made me emotional in years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/2003711/ Do you feel that chill that caresses your skinThe pain of hell that you put them inThe fear of losing yourself from withinwould be a treat for a beast as yeDo you hear the screams of the tortured soulsThe ones that you didn't care to consoleTheir screams bite you at the core of the nightFrom th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1999867/ He's lovingHe's kindHe's funnyand cuteHe can Get on my nerves Push my button make me madand make me curseHe's not perfectAnd that's okayI knew that from the first dayHe's also corky and crazyhalf the time lazyquit and cooland gentle tooA good husbandand father and friend too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1990960/ This happens to me a few times a month. Scary stuff. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1990126/ You say you are lonelyYou say you are sadYou say it would be betterIf you only hadFriends to fill the voidA lover to fix the sadnessAll this would make lifeGreat and grandJust a little info for youNone of the above is trueIt will make you happyOnly for a moment or twowe must fix our selfs&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1988741/ The image I can’t eraseNor would I want to in any caseIt reminds me that life is shortIt reminds me to fill my heartEnjoy every moment from the startCause death will come and we will partThe image of death haunts me soThey say just don’t look How can I notThat just how it goesIt’s .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1983623/ I have a fear I can’t explainIt comes about every dayMy body tensesMy heart turns stonePhysical fear is what I bareWhen I walk myself anywhereFearing fear isn’t a mythFear is my life And it really existI fear for everyoneNear and far My fear engulfs meFor no reason at allI know it's not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1983263/ Sitting in bedThinking about the pastChange happens all the timeBut its something you have to move pastChanges can feel bad from time to time But later you realize they were blessings in disguiseOur father only gives us what we can handleSometimes it seem to much but then it dwindles.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1981242/ This story is for my brother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1981017/ The November air was cool and crisp. I could smell the leaves as they crunched under my feet. It was a perfect autumn day to be walking down the old dirt road called Memory Lane. This is where I learned how to ride my first bike, met my first crush and endured my first heartbreak. Just around the cu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1980765/ .The buggy bounced along the hard-packed dirt road as the horse trotted briskly. The covered bridge was coming up. Everyone says Love stories start on this bridge. Abigale and I have been courting for three months. It took me longer than that to work up the courage to ask her to court. Most people c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1979519/ Let's do this now while my head is clearYesterday I don't rememberand today I don't careThe fever was HighThat's all I can sayI was just happy to wake up todayThe aching bones A sore throat too.one hundred and something feverpained me all the way throughMy mind played trickswhen my fever spiked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1979508/ I wake up in the morning about two a.m.to the sound of my child coughing up phlegmI bounce out of bed and down the hallWhen I reach the room I could hear her callBack to my room my little one goessnug in my bed and ready to goThe coughing doesn't stopand now there's sniffles tooB.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1975426/ When night time comesAnd its time to sleepMy mind truns on and makes me weepI don't care what I forgot to doIt will be there tomorrowThis much is trueAs soon as I'm downMy mind awakesLeave me be for goodness sakesI don't want to write a list to doI just want to sleep Like I'm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1974363/ 123's and ABC'sAfter school work is mandatorywe sight work checkand do spelling toocut and paste projectsuntil we turn blueLearning isn't something that's just for schoolMommie's step and make the rulesDevise time is when your work is throughMom will help take slack for you.Weekend are weekends&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1974255/ Alarm rings.We're Late.We're late.Bolt out for goodness sake.We made it.We made itJust in time.Kids are safe and on their way.What a mess.I pull in my drive, sit and sigh.Dreading going inside.That doesn't last.Cause coffee scent is strong.I zombie walk and enter the house.What a mess.In the home my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1973723/ I knew it was Halloween, but I was running late, and there was no other choice. I had to take a shortcut through the cemetery.It takes 15 minutes less than going around. Everyone knows how much I dislike this place. The upkeep was horrible and the place was creepy as hell. Although tonight I ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1971835/ Why do you care what everybody thinks?Those people think their crap don't stank.Be yourself.Be who you are.Be somebody that you could love.Someone you already are.Those people don't care about your welfare.They only care about how you make them look.Those people you look up to, have not a lick .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1971827/  It sounded like scraping on my closet door. Anyone else would have thought it was one of their pets. We don't have a pet. My heart was beating so fast I could hear the blood pulsing through my ears.Just as I reached the closet, a little voice inside me told me to run. I that's exactly tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1971601/ t was a cold Halloween night. I was counting all my candy when all of a sudden I got an eerie feeling when I heard a growling sound coming from the outside of our back door. I was the only one home, so there was no way I was going to be opening that door. The growl happened again and had me cowering.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1971598/ I walk to my window into the night. The trees are shaking in the darkness of the sky.Should I fear what I can not see?The darkness petrifies me.It's not the monster or the boogeyman that frightens me.Its the Devil whos always trying to get to me.He prowls through the night trying to break my ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1970725/ I pray for the stranger who is tough and bold.I pray for the stranger who is hungry and cold. I pray for the stranger who is lost and weary.I pray for the stranger who sad and dreary. Rest your hands on their hearts and bring them some peace.For you are the only one who can give them what .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1970722/ HusbandI have known you over half of my life.You were almost always, nothing but nice.We are still together.We made it work. Good time and bad times.We made it through. We never let it affect us when the darkness came.We fought and clawed when times were rough.We helped each other when tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1970699/ He holds me close when I feel myself falling.He holds me near when things go array.He lifts my spirits when I am sad.Also, loves me when I am bad.Who is this man, you may ask?He is the man who holds my hand.The one who guides me through this land.His heart is mine and mine is his.The one who gave me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1949238/ I live in the city, somewhere I wasn't raised.Still to this day, rain, pain, sleet or snowI crave to ride my favourite dirt roads.The gravel under my tires and watching the mud fly high. What an awesome sight.I Live in the city even though I know I don't belong.I live here cause I have to. I ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1945394/ They are my everything.They are my life.The sweet little nothings they whisper aren't alway nice.They are my everything. They hold my heart.Two little beings who havetorn my word apart.From upside down to insideout.They are my life and I'm kind of theirs,From the food fights in the&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1777372/ I close my eyes and say a prayer.Praying hard that you are still there.My heart has been heavy since you left.The pain is still raw after years have passed.I feel your presence watching over me.I smell your scent when you are protecting me.Nothing has been the same since you left.You were my always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrsdeg1983/1776181/