http://slow.writerscafe.org/therisag The original writings of author THERISA en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013042 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Do not understandWhy the Catholic Church feelsPeople are going Out of their wayTo destroy itAs an institution. Honestly Any organizationWhether it isThe Scouting movementLocal school systemOr minor sport associationWho hides or protects Pedophiles Wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/532648/ How some people use the disability of others, for their own cruel gain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/532590/ Is it me or whatWhenever a government Whether provincial/state or federalAnnounces reforms to the social netIt is really "code" meaning Slash spending on these programsClaiming they are fighting fraudOr redirecting the money to better usage. Just imagineMy surprise and anger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/528834/ You think Because every third or fourth word Is a "f---" or a 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http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/520266/ Momentarily blindnessAdjusting to a warmer and brighter sunGone the paler and colder version. Small streams of melting snowDots nearby sidewalks and streetsTrickling down into local streamsNormally meek and retiring in natureMutating into fierce angry riversAs if someone hadSp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/520265/ Why should i"Dumb down" my poetry to the lowest levelRestricting access to a rich and huge vocabularyWhich spew forth such great poetsLike Shakespeare Byron and DickersonBecause the education systemFails to install a love for wordsHearing their eloquenceLeaving  our palateInstea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/520264/ Once there was a periodIn my life which felt likeIt was ripped from the pagesOf a Robert Louis Stevenson's novel. During the early days When i realized My "then" life was a lie Two different people in the same bodyLiving separate livesConstantly at war. Privacy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/519538/ Never considered myselfA role modelMarching at the front of the vanguardDemanding equalityEntrenchment of our "human" rightsAnd acceptance. Just a weary soul Seeking a placeWhich healing can occurWithin a supportive and caring environmentSpread through love. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/519486/ Half formed thoughtsLitter the pageLike refuge tossed into a ditchFrom a fast moving carCaring notWhere it lands or hurts. Signs of a troubled mindTrying to do four things at onceUnable to find tractionGrinding gears Clutch unable to find the right gearStalling the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/519104/ Excuse meBut i need a moment or twoAs i start to coil up somethingInvisible and soundless to youBut a total sensory experience for meImpacting on all aspects of daily lifeBoth physical and emotional. For you seeLike Marley in A Christmas CarolI too am bond in chains and l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/518760/ Looking across the apartmentI see you SqueakLounging majesticallyUpon your deep purple throneLazily glancing upon your subjectsLike any bored King would do. One would never knowOnly yesterdayYou were forced to abdicate your positionWhile taken to the vetsAlas were you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/517761/ Your now cooling handHeld against my foreheadHoping for the impossibleA miracleRestoring life where none existsRefusal to accept reality. How can you be deadOnly thirty minutes agoWe were chatting and laughing At each other corny jokesPlanning a weekend togetherNow... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/517722/ SilenceBarrier between healing and painShame of survivor's guiltA family's dirty little secretNo one wants to hear aboutAssuming responsibilityNowhere to goExcept inwards. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/517272/ "Any society, any nation, is judged on the basis of how it treats its weakest members -- the last, the least, the littlest." ~Cardinal Roger Mahony, In a 1998 letter, Creating a Culture of Life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/513451/ I hear your words ReverendPreaching about the dangers of damnationLeading us unto HellSpending the rest of our eternal lifeSuffering in fire and brimstoneA very powerful and moving sermonExcept i have a question rather a small oneIf you don't mind.It concerns innocent peopleWho are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/512749/ Society thinks i have committed a grave crime Just being seen with her holding handsBut i have done nothing wrong Which i am ashamed ofOr have second doubts. A vile criminal Because my heart cries out for my partner's presenceWarmth of her body against mineHer supportive love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/512732/ I see that look you give meCautiously backing away Thinking i am a total "nutbar"But i ask you which one is insaneEnduring years of intensive pressureAs you force someone to conformFinally finding release through suicideBy whatever means at handOr just accept them and move on. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/511923/ How do i explain somethingWhich i've trouble explainingWords race through my mind at the speed of lightYet constantly hit a barrier whenever i attempt To release them from bondageWhether in a written or oral form.Wish you could see my daily struggleGripping every fibre of my beingOften.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/511877/ Glowing fireball fills the western skyBathing the land in shades of Brilliant yellows oranges and redsSlowly muting into shades of purplesBefore the sun dips below the horizonDarkening sky awaiting its next heavenly visitorGracing us with an appearance ofSly silvery lass with a huge esco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/511761/ Most important lesson i will learn in my healing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/510662/ "Gather 'round folks For the greatest show on EarthCome one come allWitnessing drama unfold right before your very own eyesSee the highs and lows of human experiencesBut remember this is a limited time eventWe're only in town for seventeen daysDon't wait or you'll miss outOn an exper.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/510260/ "Some people get by With a little understanding Some people get by With a whole lot more" Lyrics from "More" by Sisters of Mercy (1989) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/510199/ This is an open poetic letterTo the brave men and womenServing in Canada's militaryWhether in the regular forces or reservesWith pride honour and selflessnessYou have my support. Regarding the horrific charges Against Colonel Russell WilliamsOf two brutal sexual assaults and mur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/509818/ People say"Life is stranger than fiction"Don't think any fictional authorCould have created a story with this many twist And still be believable to the reader.  Depending on your personal stanceReading the Toronto newspapersIs like glancing through the tabloid papers.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/509360/ Ignorance isTrapped within a mime's invisible cubeBy our own or someone else's willExisting because i allow it.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/509267/ Can't find my usual sense of peaceNot sure whyBut wanderlust grips my soulUrging me forwardWhereWish i knew. Energy courses throughout my bodyIsn't the nervous varietyRather a strange one to meNever have encountered it beforeUnknown cipherAwaiting further explorationBeyond.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/509264/ "Hello Daemonic PoliceWant to report a crimeSomeone is stealing my pens". (Forced to remove the receiver from my ear) "Stop it this is no laughing matterHow would you like itIf your doughnuts start disappearing on their own?" (Dead silence on the other end) .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/508912/ Could someone please tell meWhat's it like to be in a positive relationshipBeen so long for meI've forgotten that special feeling. There is a difference in the emotional commitmentBetween friends and love onesCould go further and point outDifferences between family membersAnd ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/508909/ Dedicated to Venus. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/508887/ Never thought i would be Writing these words but i amSo sick of the OlympicsInstead of raising my soul with joy and warmthA cancerous tumour consumes my spirit. Bleeding out much needed cashThrough my much repaired but faded clothingLooking for my share of the treasureAt the end o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/508483/ We've all heard of the glass ceilingPreventing many womenFrom advancement into managerial positionsBut there remains another barrier not talked aboutA dirty secret between the "Trans" And the biological female communities. Feeling my community's experiencesAre being dismissed 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imitation of itselfDarkening my soul with its' touch. Questioning my logicWondering where have iStrayed from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/503501/ Thought I had saidMy final goodbye to you dadGuess i was wrong. Why today and not some other timeRereading this particular poemI wrote in honour of your memory. Tears flow downwardsStaining my faceWith two brown streaksAs i sit writing. My head feels like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/503500/ Steam rises from the hot bathI'm preparing for myselfTori Amos' cd "Tales of a Librarian" Plays in the backgroundLyrics from her songsReflect my inner mood.Cycling back and forthBetween sadness and angerDoesn't help Venus isFluctuating with her "heat"Another issue which needs .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/therisag/503174/ As WinterMakes his unwelcome returnEmbracing us with his frigid handsI find myselfYearning for warmer climatesAnywhere but here. Leaving the relative safetyOf my beloved CanadaTaking a chance 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