http://slow.writerscafe.org/SGroundwater The original writings of author Sean en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083373 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I hear the sirens,The tunes of tragedy,Echoes off citywalls.I've heard the sadsax,The triumphanttrumpetAnd watched the noirscenes;Steam rising from empty streets,Betraying the breeze.The blind ladyTapping foot andcane,Each to a differentbeat,While sing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/950808/ I went for a walk tofall in love againAnd breathe in thecity affair.The romp and roll ofTenderloinTo the noise of UnionSquare I went for a walk tofall in love againAnd regainperspective lost.The juxtaposition ofsuffering and swagger,Dreams bough.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/950805/ Women are the only proof I have seen of God, a vindictive God. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/668012/ It's a short story to convey how I felt about some things in my home town. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/567140/ I went for a walk looking for treasure,I came back with twenty-four cents.That's what comes from staring at the ground,imagine if I had looked ahead.I stood beside a railroadand watched the cars clank by.Thirteen, painting me with their action.They bid me, come along.Front or back, fall in line.The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/566516/ Something new, written on my phone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/566223/                 I'm adrift in monotony.Sameness is a killerand this is suicide.Once, I was unbrokenand bullish with life,toasted to never sufferingthe indignities of aging.I fear I've fallen ill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/364911/                  What is it you have to say about this world?At worst, I say it's interesting,at its best, a little less than that.Little strings of perfectionare dangled at the claws of manwho .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/324962/  Slip, stand, brush off your handand again into the fray.As children we get up again,adults struggle with that each day.Pressures of the world are wornas shackles upon our daily lives.Each new pressure each day borncuts deeper than the sharpest knives. Cut me off, I've .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284972/ Some optimism from 2004 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284967/  One last little wanderinginto ideas too good to last.A final feeling of maybe,could be, should be by all rights,but won't be anytime soon.It's all I have to ask;a chance to feel some hope,even though it's fleeting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284961/ a short one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284958/ I have to admit that my mind was all over the place on this one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284956/  Chimney stacks on cold nights,street lights glowing through hazeof body warming firessignaling all those unaware.Stars shine in spite of it all,the clouds and metro glowthat work to hinder their arrival.Traveling years for a nightly appearance,running longer than any Broadway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284954/  Walking away when you want memeans nobody gets hurt.You must trust it's your interest in mindfor I know my demonsand I know my diseaseand I know with youthat they cannot be defied. Walking away, though I want you,is avoiding the real pain.If feelings get deeper, stro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/284946/ a love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/255055/ Simple 2004 poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/255054/ 2002 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/255052/ An older poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/255051/ Some thoughts of mine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/254388/ Another poem I may have posted before, but too bad because all my stuff is gone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/254387/ It seems that ll of my previous postings have disappeared, as far as I can see, so I guess I'll throw this one up here. I may have had it up here before, but I don't remember. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/254385/ 2004 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/8169/  I bury every chance I getand destroy all of the shovels.Every trap I trip I set,I create all my own troubles. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SGroundwater/193/