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			<title>::The Power to Break Me::</title>
			<description>On the verge of cryingAs you slowly rip out my heartYou care Not how much you hurt meAnd you haven't from the start&amp;nbsp;Supposedly devoted to meWhile your eyes are on herBands with bounds vanishAnd infidelity occurs&amp;nbsp;I tell you the line has been crossedYou deny with the notion of &quot;friends&quot;I'm n..</description>
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			<title>::A Hard Lesson::</title>
			<description>Once upon a timeIn a land dry and hotThere was a girlWho couldn't be taught&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Be careful!&quot; they'd say&quot;Watch out!&quot; they'd shoutBut on she wentShe knew without doubt&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They were wrongSo safe and so boringAnd she wanted to LIVEUntil she was soaring&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And then came the dayTha..</description>
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			<title>::UnNoticed::</title>
			<description>I've always been that girl in the backBehind you, less than youBeneath the bar of popularity&amp;nbsp;I've always been that girl on the sideNot leading, not playingObserver, never participant&amp;nbsp;I've always been the girl left outForgotten, dismissedDidn't even get a chance&amp;nbsp;I've always been the gi..</description>
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			<title>::Melted Patterns::</title>
			<description>Fire burnsBut do know thisCharred ashesThe wind they kiss&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When all is lostThere's nothing leftYou feel helplessThe hell of theft&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When you think it's overWhat's done is doneA weight on your shouldersThat weighs a ton&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is lifted as simplyAs a pillow of airFloating abroa..</description>
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			<title>::UN-named::</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We met just before highschool registration 16 years ago.  I was to be a freshman, and he a junior.&amp;nbsp;	&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I showed up on that Friday, the last weekday before school started on Monday.  I'd let communications slip with my few friends over the summer,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/1023198/</link>
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			<title>::More Than A Feeling::</title>
			<description>You turn my senses on highTickling and lingering on every nerveCaressing the sweetness of every curve&amp;nbsp;It's more than a feeling&amp;nbsp;You sing to my heartLoving and lazy you stretch my soulBitterly fragrant you fill me up whole&amp;nbsp;It's more than a feeling&amp;nbsp;You protect and guard meMy body as..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/1004850/</link>
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			<title>::On My Way To My Book::</title>
			<description>I've waited all dayAnd now it's timeNo time for youOr another rhyme&amp;nbsp;On my way to my book.....&amp;nbsp;I'm almost thereThen someone callsI have to answerAnd allow the stall&amp;nbsp;On my way to my book.....&amp;nbsp;Discussion overThen nature phonesBathroom breakI begin to groan&amp;nbsp;On my way to my book...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/999872/</link>
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			<title>::Sorry I Loved You::</title>
			<description>Roses are red,Too much has been said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Violets are blue,We are now through.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I thought our vowsWere sacred and true,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But I know nowThey were nothing to you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You think I don't know,And that you can hide,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But now I'm just sorryI was ever your bride.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/997605/</link>
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			<title>::How To Save A Life::</title>
			<description>How do you save someone you can't touch?&amp;nbsp;How do you reach out and show you care, when you are forbidden to do so?&amp;nbsp;How can I help her?&amp;nbsp;Every part of me wants to hold her and tell her everything will be okay.&amp;nbsp;I want her to be happy and take all her pain away.&amp;nbsp;But I can't, I ca..</description>
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			<title>::30 Years::</title>
			<description>In 30 yearsI've been bornAnd raised aloneIn an emotional storm&amp;nbsp;In 30 yearsI've lost a parentBecame shyAnd very observant&amp;nbsp;In 30 yearsI've gotten good gradesAttended schoolIn curls and braids&amp;nbsp;In 30 yearsI met a boySuch a mistakeI was just his toy&amp;nbsp;In 30 yearsI've had to workBreaking..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/995915/</link>
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			<title>::UCLA::</title>
			<description>My mom went through radiation treatment a few months ago.  Towards the end, she wanted to give the medical team a gift, but couldn't think of what.  I wrote this for her to give them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/993916/</link>
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			<title>::Undivided::</title>
			<description>If and thenIf and whenCause and effectYou can't come in&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you give me moneyI'll provide you a serviceIf you tell your secretI'll let you beneath the surface&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Give and takeSteal or borrowIs not enoughTo touch the sorrow &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Payment of loveGifts for gloryWon't give you ac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/993911/</link>
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			<title>::Fight::</title>
			<description>Fighting to lose.Losing to die.Dying to live.Living to lie.Lying to gain.Gaining to get.Getting through pain.But not there yet.&amp;nbsp;Crying to feel.Feeling the need.Needing to win.A hunger to feed.Feeding the cause.Causing the war.Warring the battle.What's the fight for?</description>
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			<title>::Oblivious Beauty::</title>
			<description>Long rows of bushesGreen and neatly trimmedPink and purple flowersFollowing round the bend&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Three story buildingsClock mounted on topCars running in circlesYet they never stop&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cobblestones and bricksLay sturdy under my feetPerfect in their patternThey don't miss a beat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>::Love Defined::</title>
			<description>I love to readTo experience someone else's story in my mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love to feelThe things I don't in my own life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love to writeTo express what spoken words nevercould.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love to ponderAbout life and deeper meanings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love to cryFor the losses that are not m..</description>
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			<title>::Meet Me In Hell::</title>
			<description>The blood I see, it is not mineIts yours, its hisIts all combined.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The razors edgeThe shiney bladeThe dizzy feeling in my head.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Confusion and panicI can't controlRunning rampantThe urge to yell.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But yell I can'tI have no voiceI would if I couldBut I have no choice.&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>::Mean::</title>
			<description>My anger amplifiesAs does yoursYou think you're rightAnd you have for years&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But what you don't seeIs everyone elses viewsSo closed and protectedLoosened are your screws&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your temper is your downfallThe contempt dripping with maliceIsn't there any compassionWhy must you be so cal..</description>
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			<title>::Just A Memory::</title>
			<description>EverydayA memory madeEverydayA memory fades&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Everything we go throughGood, bad, happy or sadRests calmly on our death bedsJust memories we had&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dances and weddingsBirths and breakupsFlow seamlessly in unisonDevoid of disrupts&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Worries once ponderedAnd scares upon ones h..</description>
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			<title>::Dream Expedition::</title>
			<description>One moment in timeSo quick does it passA flicker of a flameCame and gone so fast&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Struggle to hold onTo the memory leftGrasping at nothingMind lost in a mess&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Abysses and avenuesLonging to exploreTo the ends of eternitySearching evermore &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In slumber or in wakeIs a myst..</description>
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			<title>::Blissful Confusion::</title>
			<description>Encrypted and curiousConveyed confessionsWonderings of wiseIn tangled perceptions&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Strange anomaliesOf times past and priorCurious confusionsEpiphany spun wire&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Knowings and dealingsIn a place long agoEmotions and feelingsWhisper in voices so low&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rivers ran flowingIn a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/992176/</link>
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			<title>::One Finger, Two Fingers...::</title>
			<description>One finger, two fingers.....&amp;nbsp;I grasp them like scissors,take a deep breath.Slowly in and out.&quot;I can do this,&quot; I whisper.&amp;nbsp;One finger, two fingers.....&amp;nbsp;I gently play with the soft mound of skin,coaxing it to respond.Nerves alert and aroused.&quot;I can do this,&quot; I mutter.&amp;nbsp;One finger, tw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991973/</link>
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			<title>::Cheer It Up::</title>
			<description>I see your downSo let me be your clownIll cheer you upI wont let you down&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is your partyAnything goesLet me line up your shotsIn nice little rows &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your beautiful to meWorthy and sweetWhen your not lookingI'll tickle your feet&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To make you smileIs my dutiful jobI'l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991734/</link>
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			<title>::Lost Expressions::</title>
			<description>I want to be empty.I want to be free.I need some compassion,a reason to Be. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have a heart,I have a mind.But nothing to sharewith someone kind. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Emotions racing at the speed of light, but no expression or way out in sight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A reason to carehas eluded me,for the peopl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991705/</link>
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			<title>::I Will Not Be Defined::</title>
			<description>The kids, they laughThey tease and taunt&amp;nbsp;&quot;You look dirty,did you brush your hair?&quot;- Say what you want,- I don't care.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;will&amp;nbsp;not be defined&amp;nbsp;The kids, they laughThey snicker and point&amp;nbsp;&quot;Look at her clothes.and all of those tears.&quot;- Say what you want,- I don't care.&amp;nbsp;I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991686/</link>
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			<title>::Focus::</title>
			<description>Its hard to say whyMy words just wont stayClips and glimpsesFlying away&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Focus!Focus!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You fool can't you see?Your thoughts your thoughtsWill never go or flee&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They may runAnd they may hideBut like a shadowRemain at your side&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Within your mindAre realms undefi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991256/</link>
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			<title>::You're Doomed::</title>
			<description>I see you walkingDown the streetPretend I dont existYoure such a creep&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All the timeWe spent togetherErased by greedIs it lost forever?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your new lifeYou think is so greatI cant wait till it hits the fanUntwist it, get it straight&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You are doomed by the lawsThat only Ka..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991251/</link>
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			<title>::Behind The Mask::</title>
			<description>Why do I only cryWhen I have makeup onLike when I feel prettyI'm not as strong&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Music filled with sorrowLovers little sighsOn any other dayBrings nothing to my eyes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But the times when I feel beauitfulLike nothing could ever hurt meAre the times I'm left wide openVision blurry I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991217/</link>
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			<title>::Bad Dad::</title>
			<description>So you think you have a bad dad?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Try having an alcoholic father.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One who cares more about his beer than he does you.&amp;nbsp;A father who stays out all night and rarely comes home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And when he does, he beats you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Imagine consoling your mother when she is cryi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991126/</link>
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			<title>::Tiger::</title>
			<description>I speak to the skyAlone on a hilltopCrying in vainJust me and my teardrops&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The wind wisps my faceAnd as I close my eyesI can hear it speakAvoidance would be unwise&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Listen here girlYou are NOT aloneJust look around youSee and it will be shown&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I open my eyesAnd squin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/991097/</link>
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			<title>::Lost::</title>
			<description>Lost...Where is it?-Where is what?The thing I'm looking for&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lost...I know I just had it!-Had what?That thing I'm looking for&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lost...It was here, and now it's gone-Where did you have it?I can't remember&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lost...Maybe someone stole it-Stole what?That thing I'm looking f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990923/</link>
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			<title>::Your Heart::</title>
			<description>The beating of your heartLets me know you are aliveSo simple and steady,My love is no surprise&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The endless rhythm,So soft and sweetThe thrumming of drumsSo in tune to the beat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your life is beautifulBeloved, and blessed.Because I know you,I have known the best.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The da..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990884/</link>
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			<title>::I Resign::</title>
			<description>Giving up on trying to elevateI'm sick and tiredOf my depressed mental state Happy with nothingnessAngry at everythingNo sanity on which to cling Lost and devoid on this rotating ballWhat's the pointTo trying at all This trip ain't to my likingIts no fun anymoreI've realized its worthlessHo hum, wha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990789/</link>
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			<title>::Haunting Me::</title>
			<description>Lying here restlessAwaiting sweet slumberRemnants of long daysAbout tomorrow I wonder&amp;nbsp;If the weather is gentleAnd the mood is calmWill I stand againist demonsA pillar so strong&amp;nbsp;Or instead will I quiverSuccombed by my fearThat others may judge meUnaware of my tears&amp;nbsp;What has been hidden..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990777/</link>
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			<title>::Fyre::</title>
			<description>Fyre you are beautiful.Fyre you are deadly.&amp;nbsp;You warm meBurn meExcite me.&amp;nbsp;As your flame leapt higherI could feel your powerThe infinite dimensionsThe impeding desire.&amp;nbsp;Like water visually smoothClimbing and rippingThrough the air you move.&amp;nbsp;The joy in your lightThe spectrums of your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990754/</link>
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			<title>::Purple Rain::</title>
			<description>A storm that ragesOf innermost turmoilBrewing and boilingA beast that's nocturnal&amp;nbsp;The hidden halfRarely ever seenMy secret from youBorderline obsene&amp;nbsp;Darkness cuts through meMisery my bondageSorrow is tattooedLike I'm branded a hostage&amp;nbsp;Blades of blacknessPuncture my brainSaturated clou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990743/</link>
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			<title>::Roxanna::</title>
			<description>True Story</description>
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			<title>::Fortunate One::</title>
			<description>Maybe I am the fortunate oneAlthough I've always felt alone&amp;nbsp;Maybe my sorrows have been misplacedNo conrete on which to base&amp;nbsp;Maybe there are othersWho have experienced real lossAnd I've been blindTo their dues and costs&amp;nbsp;Maybe my circumstances made me hardThe strength I thought I posses..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/roxyanna77/990703/</link>
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			<title>::Conversing With Myself::</title>
			<description>I need to get out of my head!I know what I said.No, it's not that easy...Do I need a reason?.Get over it?I wish!Well, what do you want?Just everything I've missed....You're dreaming!!I know, I know...Wake up you idiot!Why? Because YOU said so??.I don't have to do what you say!But you know you should..</description>
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