http://slow.writerscafe.org/meagan1978 The original writings of author Meagan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776052277 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is an essay that my late brother wrote for his Critical Reasoning class in 2001 (picture is original artwork done by Jared Dennis) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221452/ A poetic description of the time when my brother passed away in 2005 (picture is original artwork done by Jared Dennis) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221448/ The confusion and perplexity of the demands of youth into adulthood http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221447/ Pure frustration (picture is original artwork done by Jared Dennis) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221444/ Darkness like a shroud covers my soul, and oft times for no reason at all.Silence like a plague enters my heart, as if it has stopped never to restart.Clouded is my head, as thick as a fog; dismal are my thoughts, as bleak as a bog.Emotions like knives opening every wound, but bleed they won't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221410/ A poem I wrote right after my daughter was born. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221407/ i think im going out of my mindi think im losing my nervei think i could go crazy i think i could go madtoo much too soontoo much so fasttoo much too muchinformation to processi think im losing my life i think im losing my selfi think im losing my integrityi think im losing res.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221401/ This is a subject I used to write about a lot because my life has been so surrounded by depression and it's effects. Ironically, this poem I wrote around 2001/2002 about a girl I worked with who overdosed but in 2005 my brother passed from the same metho http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221396/ Maybe in time these wounds will finally heal- maybe in time my tears will stop and so will the fear. Fear of what?  Most don't understand- fear of myself, of life, of death- fear of loving, of losing, of gaining and self-destructing. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221216/ Feelings that surrounded me for a time after my brother committed suicide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221211/   Sometimes, the only thing that keeps me going is this springboard of emotion that sparks my creativity. As far as speaking the things that are in my heart and my head, the words never release themselves- it's not until the magic of pen to paper or brush to canvas that my t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221207/ The perplexing feelings that surrounded my period of addiction and alcoholism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221204/ This is a piece I wrote, among others, about my personal struggle with loss and grief after my brother died. The picture I associated with this poem is of my little girl, the reason the laughter returned.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221203/ A poem I wrote from all the things my husband has told me about how he feels for me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221200/   I am writing this as a prequel to my next poem..... and I was given inspiration by a blog posted by my friend Kristena..... you know there was a time in my life when all I wanted to do was grow up. You know, be able to drive a car, date, have a job, live in my own apartment... the dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221198/ In this daily life- do you embrace pain or push it away?What about joy?  Do you run towards it or run away?Your deep desires- do they surface and bring fear, or do they inspire you to live?Other people's hearts- do you strive to know and show compassion for their wounds, or do you conceal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221195/ Has there been a time in your life when life was take it or leave it?There has in mine.Things that used to excite me, things that used to make me feel I could fly, have now become routine and dull.Now I see, sitting here, sitting here waiting for something, that I have lost the ability to p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221190/ I've been broken, torn, walked on, talked down to, insulted, beaten and bruised…… and yet there is an expectation for me to be something I'm notYou tell me, 'So and so is such an amazing person, juggling being a mom and a wife.. Everything she does is the best, and she is so sweet an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221187/ I watched the movie 'The Pursuit of Happiness' last week... you know the one where Will Smith is fighting to get a job at a stock brokerage firm as he struggles through life as a single father with no money just a burning desire to be HAPPY and to make his son a decent life.  I envy that kindof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221178/ I wrote this for my husband http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221177/ This I dedicate to all the couples going through separation and divorce right now......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221176/ Time standing still, a hollow stirring of echoesFrom a time now forgotten, a time now foreign to my soul.It seems to be unreal; the pain digs in so deep.The deafening of my ears as the howling wind does blow.Voices of good times before are shrieking in my ears,As though they are mocking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221173/ Camping, loving, living, singing, painting, shopping, crying, laughing...... these are the things that make my dreams a reality.  I am slowly but surely realizing how blessed I am.  I have a man who loves me and my daughter, I have a roof over my head and food in my belly... wait, no I hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221162/ Well in one month it will be 2 years ago that I lost my brother.....  I don't really know what I am feeling right now, although the past few days have been off and on emotional breakdowns.  People tell me I should start something new on the anniversary of his death but I am at a loss on wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221159/  Our bodies close, the heat is risingLike embers hot and flame is closeI feel your breath, your heart is beatingI know your strength, your force in passionI see your eyes, the storm is brewingLike clouds on the horizon, quick and steady as they're buildingI feel love's rapture, it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221158/ Holding baby soft and smooth        Everythings changing        Everythings changingGiving up child sweet and tender for a power greater than I       Everythings changing   &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221155/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221068/ I have battled with alcoholism and addiction for a few years now... this is how I view it now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meagan1978/221066/