http://slow.writerscafe.org/Skye The original writings of author Skye Céibhfhionn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775992453 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was trying to write this last night as it popped into my head, but suddenly it was all erased. I went to bed frustrated. While waking up, out it came. Gentle, and moving, this talk to myself.❤️ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/2815101/ To Love me is a choice, and I want you to make that choice, Aware and FreeI beg you, don't be with me to kill time. We both deserve betterA Someone who dedicates space out of the day, and with whom to chase dreams, experience life, reach goals, and grow better.I don't want u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/2774375/ This poem carries the truth of what rebuilding is; a deliberate reassembly of a life once dismantled by harm. It marks the moment I began honoring the strength it took to live through my wounds. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/2118790/ He's weaving my existence through every knot   aligning my body tightly like the Seven Sisters   You'd think Orion could hold me   but I'm dropping    Deep   He traces my essence by breathing skin,   fiber reacting to each sweeping touch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/2114960/ Art is named “Purgatory”. Art by J-u-d-a-s on DeviantArtI’m reentering Purgatory.Let me chew and spit out what’s left to heal.Let my lungs Bleed while I Scream;let them All hear it,bare their Souls in it,fear facing it[shake their roots to Responsibility]Let my blood FlowFree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/1777481/ Watching walls vaporize into nano drops,finding new forms;shading picturesthat color the edges of an expanding Mind.I find Life to give support in the Breathingas if the Morning Breeze is only for me.I look through the catalog of Lives Passed,and find You missing in my current one... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/459722/ Before the Frost, the world was mine for the takingLove embraced me,           carried me;                      enhanced me;and I dared dreaming .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/459719/ This was essentially a poem for a contest before the major erase of the server. The contest gave lines that a poem was gonna be built around. I have marked them, and I think I remember correctly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/392057/ I wish you were told more often, that your Thoughts are the Essence of your Life. That your Message sent silently in the mounds of your Mind, is touched by the few who understand. I wish you knew every Embrace as a flood that turns the ocean. Every wind as it dances the rings on the surf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/391223/ Not so much story as it is a letter or a thought expressed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389677/  My Mind can barely hold the imageI see behind my faceThat is how Craving takes its toll in my SoulAnd I weave a Mirror, I weave it all just to upholdthe Limitless nature of Being.We experience Waves unifying their holiness, rising above undisturbed watersEmbedding love li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389652/ (Art may be copyrighted. If anyone knows - let me know) Born was her liquid heart, in the darker moments of NightMelting ferociously, with a drumming rhythm to his flightSlow, cold, and naked she lingeredin his Lightas she was embraced by blind passionThe va.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389642/ Life forms us; gently or violently. I found my upbringing harder than most and struggled a long time to overcome. I changed over and over until memories painted pictures of someone I no longer was. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389636/ Old love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389633/  A scream is heard, yet unable to be let Free and Memories are haunted by an unknowing me, I uncover to See Myself Sounds weeping down the walls of my Inside Letters bleed me dry I cry … cringing to become visible Feeding the snake, synchronicity dance to vibrations.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389620/  For Once may age a Mirror when Burdens face Knowing eyes. Trembling Love, upon my Sorrows; Overflowing Time ever so quietly In this Unending bittersweet Sadness... Those who cannot Face my Growing pains Whose Souls would Never face me Inside Come, each of their curses, An.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/389601/  Could a leaf move you, dearest; push you to breathe with a winds swift embrace; pry your Third Eye to open as if the world depended on it? The Tree of Love is in it. Could the Highest be beyond God? Mind boggling. Right Now. How much more should I push, and probe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/342856/  As Night held youI could Whisper in its Silenceas the Spirit I was.. I could pass you swiftly, enter your Dream;flutter like a Butterfly.Kiss flowers upon your Dreaming meadow,and have you smell my Fragrance of Light.. You dreamt of me and smiled, but yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/332103/ I drowned Knowingly in outwatered Patterns [In Moments of self-devour] Lost my Breath, my Sight, my Step Unable to reach through the broken Moments For shattered Mirrors colored my inability to Reflect and Love granted me a Morning after Another to Realize I was Losing I Sacrificed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/332100/ Autumn rains in colors; painting Van Gogh on my wallsAnd Memories shaped in reds bury cries of Change.Through this Change,You're still a smiling and loving Memory inside me.It's my birthday today, and the Source is bound to circle;Seasons embrace each life and path this way.And for me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/332051/ Enough said http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/327522/ A Thought more so than a story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/327517/ For You http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326595/ This is what I See http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326565/ I believe in your ability to Rise http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326563/ This is my Purpose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326551/ She was a Wish, a Dream, a Vision http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326542/  Seduced I Fold the KnownShowering the Bleeding MomentsTo allow the Soul to DanceDelightedDevouredcarefully Caressedto Uphold the Unfolding UnknownTo Notice a Moment of such a WonderSometimes passed in SilenceGhost-like bodies melting into skin;Footprints evident to Exis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326537/   Breathless..as if Breathing was never more Important than this moment;Enthralled,as pathways are revealed through Dreams.Could it be that arms I thought to never hold me;always held me intensively?That the Knowing of never being Seen [unless True];reveals the On.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326526/  Soul-moving, Heart-touching fabrics of a canvas-like Existence forming vacuum bubbles of Absoluteness. Breathless Life resurrected into quantum pieces Taking Breaths; Raining Selflessness Shocking to Awareness, forming to Feel. Forming to Live Breathing to Under.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skye/326524/