http://slow.writerscafe.org/heathercorti The original writings of author Heather Corti en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776359333 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 a cute litte ditty about a day in the life of our 3 year old grandson, Thomas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/1250211/ My grand daughter is seven and loves to make rhymes with me. this is her poem . . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/1239932/ MySweet Darling, Mea I cradle you in my soulI hug you in my heartI count each passing momentEvery day that we’re apart I kiss you in my dreamsI feel you in morning’s dewYou’re my sweet twinkling starWho too young bid adieu&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/1239546/ I used the color blue to help me describe my love for my husband, who loves the water http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965656/ I just love writing poetry and I thought this little "ditty" summed up what poetry writing is all about--hehe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965113/ A sestina— a poem of six six-line stanzas and a three-line envoy, with/without rhyme, each stanza repeats end words of the first stanza, in different order. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965107/ I took the Biblical story and made it rhyme . . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965104/ what can I say? addiction kills, drugs kill, hearts break, life goes on . . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965101/ questioning how and why we justify life the way we do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965095/ an alphabet poem--fun to write---fun to read http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965092/ Many, many people fall victim to the preconceived prejudices others impose upon us prior to taking the time to know us. I wrote this as a way to rail against such prejudice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/965087/ the power and purpose of intrinsic motivation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964731/ Sung to the tune of: where oh where has my little dog gone A little ditty to be sung so as to lighten the mood and spirits on one Sandy Mousseau, Who’s ovaries have mysteriously disappeared!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964725/ How helping each other is the best way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964723/ a poem story teaching a child how to clean their room http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964720/ a poem story written to show how much more effective we can be if we would just work together--we can accomplish our dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964712/ Some friends live forever in the same place, some friends live in a variety of places, this poem is about when these friends share their homes and environments with each other. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964708/ Poem story about making new friends http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heathercorti/964696/