http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pen The original writings of author Lighthouse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775939295 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In bare treesI’ve lost somethingto grey winds passingto thoughts that should havelingered longerbut they drifted bylike leaves downstreaminto the mistThe grass bendsin the lifeless fieldI call meand I go onfor more seasonsthan I can stand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/3129452/ For the longest timei saw stars in the skybleeding bright lights, wounded by isolation,stolen by space,and foolishly thoughtit was only metrapped in darkness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/2963253/ Joshua Daniel's hands wore thick calluses and he didn't smile much. At age thirty-two, he worked in fields and chopped wood. The blood, toil, and sweat made him tough. On the 28th of June, under the big oak tree at Paradise Chapel, he and Sarah Clayton married. The sun fell on the side of Sarah.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/2075321/ Haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/1469465/                                                                                      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/1432317/ The purple violets in your hair bloom for all the daysyou spoke with a sparkle in your eye.Fields of wildflowers dance at your presence.The moon off the water winks;cool winds turn warm.Now, speak to me as if all the flowers were jealous and listening. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/1430040/ Will you meet me tonight,late, at your window?I need to see youlike a stargazersees the skies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pen/1428682/