http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sack36 The original writings of author Susan S. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776113164 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When Fall hits the pavement--and running,We're in for an autumn quite stunning.The deciduous treesWill bring us to our knees,Then I pick up my piece and go gunning! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/318611/ I love the moment when you first realize autumn has come! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/318603/ Ah enterprise! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/300906/ A woman finds a face at her window and she invites him in to her home. When he helps her stand up to her son, she wonders was she the good samaritan or was he? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/296188/ Shards of Tara seenBetween the bulldozer wheelsDamn Stubborn Irish The world is so smallAnd it grows ever smallerYou’ll find each other.   Sharp blade thrusts upwardMuscles flex and release lifeBreath flows with blood. Peace.   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/287499/ Yes. I. Am. Crazy crazy crazy and I’m winterI wear the blacks and whites and reds and greens and blue.They. Say. You're. Crazy crazy crazy and I love youAnd now I’m wond’ring just exactly what to do.They say the crazy ones are always, somehow, better.They say I&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/287208/ Tara was the seat of high kings and the center of government of all of Ireland for 4,000 years. Now the Irish government has decided it needs a roadway worse than it needs to skirt Tara and nothing the rest of the world says holds weight. Not even UN! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/286465/ My sister is gaga over children. She raised five kids of her own and when the last one left home, she opened a daycare so she could "raise" some more! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/282083/ Here is where the thoughts collide. Pulling the shape of life forever in a circle. 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Peace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/252669/ Never was good at mnemonics. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/251875/ Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.That’s not what I would choose.My favorite things are things I findI wouldn’t want to lose.When I sit down I find that I Am thankful for my kneesAnd when they’re stiff and aching, well,I’m fond of Ben Gay’s ease.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/251862/ The air was as stale inside as it had been in the air lock. "Computer, check the air systems." "They're up and running in tippy top condition," the computer replied, and there was a hint of smugness in it's mechanical voice. "Tippy top?" Paal frowned.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/251537/ The first few chapters of this book actually set the backbone on which all the rest of the stories hinge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sack36/251528/ Bascore is the first book in a--to date--seven book series. 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