http://slow.writerscafe.org/polarbearmousepa The original writings of author Sarah Ott en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007315 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 there's a sadness in the backdrop to the stars tonight;a wetness in the paint �" something less finished than i’d like.the stars, at least, are still stars -oiled light for midnight, and they burn,and almost seem to blur into a hope- -God if i could have the strength to cope and kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/polarbearmousepa/967515/ strange astringent,a blink of an eye;the water bleeds and i,dry as a bone,wragged and wrung come out serene andalive.~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/polarbearmousepa/957752/ A mantra I wrote for myself many years ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/polarbearmousepa/954414/ again, not so fast;prepared colors fade into honest thoughts of themselves-pastels propelled, tired clouds collecting into a sky ofsomething …something protected, or maybe even forever.the weather,drifting dark into light-i am traveling through daylightand fading into a forgiven thought of my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/polarbearmousepa/943747/