http://slow.writerscafe.org/DennisP1 The original writings of author Mr Dennis Paquin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013010 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I took a chance and gave you allYet watched her as she diedShe had meant the world to me.So why'd you take her from my side?I listen now to the silenceThat once was filled with joyAnd all I hear are the painful criesShe uttered before she diedYou call yourself the SaviorWho sta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/332891/ The poem surrounds a life of a young boy brought up in a dysfunctional home, growing he becomes hard and bitter. Trapping himself in a world he can't adjust to. As the world becomes aware of the problem we find it is to late for him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/310808/ A memorial day poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/307937/  Create a place for meA place where I may stayIt need not be an elaborate place For a simple room will doLet it be within your heartWith a window where I might seeAll the things that come your wayAll the things that set you freeAnd what payment do I offerFor this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/305458/ AsYouLie  inyour strawfilled manger,just  a  baby  sohelpless and small,can  you  see  all theheartache  and  sorrowyou will suffer from lovingus all? Is the tear I see on yourcheek  son  the  first to  be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/172498/ She looks at me with heart aflame,Trusting loves desire.With a tender touch a flame is litKindling for the fire.As she touches me With tenderness and care,I reach to find her center, Exploring her soft down hair..She opens wide to my touch.I find her warm and wet.Spre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/171116/ She waits,lying supine upon satin sheets, body glistening with scented oils.The scent of her mingles with the perfumed breeze from the open window beside her.I, well oiled too, enter the bedroom, gazing with passion risingupon her well curved nakidness.I watch her seductive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/150177/ There's a sacred hush in the forestAs the sun slowly sinks in the westAnd each creature aroundMakes barely a soundWhile scurrying off to their nestsYet the wind from the east seems restlessAs though sensing a danger nearand the fervent pleasof each wayward breezeBeseech the hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/142114/ As You walk through the shadows  Of the night Something dark watches youJust out of sight.A wreathing sick madnessFilled with hate Waiting to pounce,Waiting to desecrate.All that is beauty,All that is lightNever giving thoughtTo what is rightThen when lau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/128828/  From a deep dark coma, I rise,Just a sputtering, fluttering sparkBarely alive.Feeling dispersed and scattered,I pull from that which surrounds me.I feel myself getting stronger,Slowly at first, then faster; When like lightning striking the ground, I AWAKEN!Opening my se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/125150/  I stand before the mighty dragon As he breathes forth fire and fumes. With nothing more than shield and lance, I face my impending doom. As I look at him above my shield And see the glint in his eye, I knew that this would be the day, One of us would die. Astride my stead I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DennisP1/121581/