http://slow.writerscafe.org/kds1223 The original writings of author Bookworm1223 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776067569 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm living for the moments The in betweens When it can be me and you The grains in the glass The sand slipping through I see you reflected Just an image, Never the real thingA ghost to hold,A shade to warm my soul Where am I when I'm not with you?Where are you when you're not w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/3120676/ What sweet torture your presence isClose by yet distantMine yet notWhat if you were mine? What then?Then the endRuinationReputation It's all I have To have you Exciting Dangerous Thrilling You are worthy But you are not worth itTo gain you would be to lose myself To w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/3119874/ tired leaden limbshead swimssweet honey waves whelming back and forthtidalprimalfill me with smokelet the blackness creep indon't feel itwash it awayI am absolvedI tingleI acheI live I die feel the hunger beating my lungsmolten hands pressing deepstarved for a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/2095840/ I fancy myself a grand dame of a ship. A graceful frigate gliding silently into some unknown battle. I brace my port and steady my starboard for the magnificent scene to come.Cannonballs fly like some holy rain.Only the god of war smiles at this exchange.My elegant beams are torn asunder,&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1906816/ When I die I want to become flowers.I want to grow under the sun and tremble under the rain.I want to quiver in the wind and shiver in the cold. I want to spread my leaves wide and make love to the bees. I want to be beautiful. If not for myself, then for someone else http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1899523/ A science fiction short story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1864257/ The hot tears burnblack coal tracks down my cheeks.Salty riversfrom my eyes seep.The pain deep down within,the pain I keep hiddennow flows out.A raging maelstrom - unbidden.I don't know what else to say.What's the point if you don't listen?If I told you how I feltwould your eyes glisten?Sobbing brea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1855129/ Hi Daddy, it's me. Just calling again. Still no answer. It's my birthday, you know. Christmas is coming too. Didn't see you at Thanksgiving. Halloween could have been fun. The fireworks were great, but the heat was stifling. Easter was good. Call me soon, ok? I love you Daddy! Bye!I was young. So yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1855127/ Essay I wrote for concurrent English my senior year of high school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1855123/ She sat, her hair a golden curtain about her shoulders, Soft wet tears fell from her cerulean eyes, Forming crystalline puddles. She sniffed, a delicate sob. The voices in her head yelled, Screamed at her stupidity. To think someone could love her. To think she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1801888/ I am Alice as she goes,Falling down the rabbit hole,Falling, falling, falling.All around are leering faces, Books are falling from their cases,Falling, falling, falling.I do not know what waits below,A lion's den or driven snow,Falling, falling, falling.The bottom is rushing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1801886/ Your fist clasped my heart,Its broken wings attempted to flutterBut met only the iron bands of your love.Your love,Always to be outdone by mine.It scared you, didn't it?To have someone love you when you could not love yourself.When you would not love yourself.My love was innocent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1778338/ Poverty is the thing that swallows theSole on your shoes,Completely worn through,Though you wear them day in and day outBecause you know.Without a doubt.That if you were to walk in a shop,Search the shelves bottom to top,You would find you had no money for a tongue nor a lace,You s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1745595/ Sheep of ignorance,I will gladly be the wolfOf enlightenment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1685301/ Afraid for my life,I long for yours.I spurn your arms,Yet I long for your comfort.Your love was starvation,My soul was malnourished,But now I find myself begging.Begging for your brand of hunger. I mustn't give in. I can't let temptation win.You're temptation, my darling,In the purest form.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1658177/ The ticking clock keeps ticking, tocking,Talking in my ear. The ticking clock keeps ticking, tocking,Talking things I fear.The ticking clock keeps ticking, tocking,Talking headlights? I'm the deer.The ticking clock keeps ticking, tocking,Talking words I will not hear.The ticking clock keeps tic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1639042/ A short story comprised of two parts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1588980/ A beautiful free form poem/story written by Caleb Daniel Baker about our quasi-relationship http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1579581/ How do I explain,What I cannot understand? My body begs for sleep, But it craves his loving hand. My heart - no my soul, It aches deep within. An emptiness, a hole,That is filled when I'm with him. I feel like I am hollow. Like my heart can't rightly beat.I need him in my lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1579537/ How does one describe being incomplete?Not broken.My pieces still remain.Incomplete.My puzzle pieces lay interlaced on  the table.All that came in my shiny new box. And yet...I show only half the picture.Then comes your box.Tattered and torn.Your pieces are dumped alongside mine.The edges of yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1579140/ Brave, like the Sun,Like the Moon and the stars.I march through this battle,Though it leaves me with scars. Brave, to be brave,A war on its own. To push on through this night,Even when I'm alone. Brave and strong, I stand tall,They say I don't fear. But they don't know my sto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1574010/ Filled to the brim,To the very tippy top.Started oh so easy,But now how do I stop?My bruised and broken vessel,My body does the job.Contains the hidden masses,Controls the screaming mob. The mob that growls for vengeance, The crowd that throbs with hate.Justifying their own a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1571991/ Lost in war with myself, Should I stay or should I go?Should I seek out my own place,Or should I call your arms home?Home - not a place, But a warm and fuzzy feeling. One kept deep inside,For when your heart is reeling. Reeling from the pain,From the stinging of defeat,Crumpl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1571050/ The captain of the ship,They say that he knows best.We do as we're told,And never mind the rest.He sees the wavesBefore we do;Keeps us safe,Sails us through. He providesWhat we require.Knows our wants,Our heart's desire. But even with our steadfast masterStanding at t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1558316/ The mask is painted bright, Happy pinks and greens and reds,To hide the beast inside.The one with seven heads.The first, her name is Wrath. Her tongue lashes like a blade.She spits and fumes in fury, Her happiness, other's pain.The second goes by Envy,Her scales a sickly green... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1547174/ Silly foolish girlWith yourSilly foolish dreams.You let yourself forget,You let yourself believe. Silly foolish girl, With yourSilly foolish hope.You thought you knew already, You thought that you could cope.Silly foolish girlWith yourSilly foolish life.Couldn't see the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1544645/ Sometimes I wonder,Behind closed doors,If people would miss me,Or just ignore.Ignore the space I left behind,Ignore that I was sometimes unkind.The seat, now sitting all alone,Where I once sat,A veritable throne,Now lays dead, dormant and dull,While the worms eat away, Eat away at my skull.But .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1478919/ Uh, I don't really know. It's more of a free verse poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1423584/ The pain that cuts deep,A searing blade,Ripping your soul in two,Renting it twain. A hot tear rolls,Charcoal black, mascara ridden,Down rouged cheeks,Sliding over reddened lips. Coiffed hair crushed,Under the weight of the world.Burning, ques.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1414011/ Sometimes your bleeding soul cuts my heart to its core.The tales that you tell of pain you just can’t take anymore.     Hold on.          Hold on.               Hold on.Your grip loosens and your eyes slide closed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1402752/ Drown me in your arms,Suffocate me in your embrace.I’m dying for your touch.I’d kill for your grace.Say my name so sweet,Syllables falling from your lips.Rushing to my open earsBurning my cheeks, tingling in my hips.Your mouth turns up,A cynical smile.You wink and laugh,Unintentionally b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1402751/ --Chapter One-- Kyle stared at his reflection in the mirror. He sighed. He'd just graduated from high school and now he had no idea what to do with his life. He trailed his long, thin fingers through his hair. The brown mass aquiesced under his touch and then promptly sprang back up. Kyle sighed aga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1396909/ A young man discovers new and disturbing things about himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1396908/ Goodnight, Love The sun was a red orb as it set. I zipped up my coat as a cold breeze swiftly rushed through the trees like an omen. Jade was up ahead confidently leading the way with her brand new flash light. Lindsay hesitantly followed, and I was the last. As we cautiously stepped over the strewn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1388379/ Deja Vu Beep, beep, beep!  Alice groaned as she rolled over and smacked her alarm clock. She pulled the covers over her head and hid from the world. Through her thick blanket, she could hear heavy rain drops pelting the roof above her. Another day in paradise, she thought blackly. Pulling back.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1388374/ Haven't we all felt this way at one time or another? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1388363/ A poem using fancy words because sometimes I think I'm cool... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1388359/ Just read it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/1013649/ Our main character has a nightmare. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/998123/ Our main character develops alternate persona so to speak http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/998104/ Here our main character starts to change. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/997370/ We meet our main character http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/997369/ A young girl meets a mysterious older man who seems to be the key to her fantasies. But does he help her make them reality...or does he make them? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kds1223/997368/