http://slow.writerscafe.org/beversole1986 The original writings of author BrookieV1986 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776138709 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Ripples of tawny wet sandlace my solesLeaving imprints of my journeyA warm breeze carriesa briny aromatickling my noseBlonde headswhip and whirlbubbling with excitementLeaving tiny footprintsdepressed in sandMermaids' coinssprinkle the ocean floorWe gather the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3129787/ Alive in a garden, hair flying across my face,sweet scent of flowers tickling my nose,birds calling to their mates.My heartbeat slowing.My thoughts drifting.At the edge of a stream,watching tadpoles wiggle and weave,around my toeswhile the brookbubbles and babbles past... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3129111/ Covered by shadows,I watch your loved ones gather.Tears on cheeks,gentle sniffles.Someone shares a memory,and they laugh.The squeaky wheel of a nurse's cart approaches.I smell her vanilla perfume.A gentle knock.Her footsteps move toward your bedside.The room grows heavy as everyone quiets... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3128919/ Come along on a walk with me on a snowy night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3128723/ Driving to work one morning, I witnessed a woman on the deck with three small children. It was starting to get warm after a long winter and it made me want to be home, spending time with my children. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3128594/ My first attempt at narrative poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beversole1986/3128592/