Pam Nyburg | WritersCafe.org http://slow.writerscafe.org/pnyburg The original writings of author Pam Nyburg en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776212300 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A Ghostly Embrace A touch,a feeling. Moving lower,over my breast, caressing. Like a whisper,or a soft breeze. Flowing wistful,up past my knees. Searching, seeking,my inner plane. Stroking my passion,building the flames.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/976399/ Perhaps Someday Myeyes drift closedLostin a dreamOfanother timeAnotherplaceThoughtsof anotherNotof loveOrof lustButof painConfusionHatredMyfists clenchUnbiddenand unnoticedLostas I amIndreamsOrare they memoriesMemoriesTears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/976395/ Ode to Laughter I wrote this as a teenager, but it still makes me giggle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973502/ I Can’t Breathe Without You I SitI thinkI feelI needTo express my loveTo be with youTo feel youYou are my heartMy soulMy lifeI can’t breathe without you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973500/ Tears Fall Like Rain Dark are my,dreams. Filled with echoing,screams. Feeling naught but,pain. The tears fall like,rain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973499/ The Dreamer I need your warmthYour heartYour loveTo feel it’s heatInsideThaw my heartMake it beatAwaken my soulFor it sleepsAnd dreams of you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973496/ Please My tears fall once moreMy heart achesWanting to beNeeding to feelMore than painNo more sadnessWhere is my happinessWhere is my lightI’m so tired of the darkThe fearThe painMy soul lost In wracking sobsMy heart lies frozenAnd shattered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973491/ Chains of Hope In the silent recesses of my heartLives a childShe’s quaking in fearAnd yearning to be lovedHaunted by dreamsof what cannot beAnd never wasThere is no time or place for herShe will never be freeOr satisfiedAnd yet she remainsTethered to meWith .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973489/ An End This was written in 2004 during a period of deep depression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973141/ My Prison This was written in 2004 during a period of deep depression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973139/ What Used To Be Mine This poem was written in 2005 in the midst of my divorce, and it was inspired by a nightmare. My children were living with my ex-husband and his girlfriend (now his wife). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973079/ Trust This poem was written in 2005 when I met my husband. Deep pain faded into a ray of hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pnyburg/973074/