http://slow.writerscafe.org/constances The original writings of author Constance en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043641 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Yes, I actually met and knew these people. Just recording the memory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/432558/ List of sections and pieces of poetry included in the collection-will be working on this for awhile before even adding the text of the chapters. Check back http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/432433/ A collection of my best poems written 2007-2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/432422/ I've lost all will to woo the museA woman drained of who I've beenFinding hope within shades of grayNow changed are all those selfmade rulesRegarding trust, the hearts of menThere's no compare 'tween you and theyShards of thought I always used to sharePassionate psalms laid bare to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/415791/ Bright ray of mirth shining through tattered, dusty slats of broken dreamsYou know my soul, if you ever really took in the feast I placed before youSpread upon the detritus of who I once was, all of me, I offeredThough you never liked poetry, you filled my heart with lyrical psalms...Becam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/361204/ The first time I drew a breath of youMy heart lost the ability to acknowledgeThe existance of any otherYour smile painted itself a muralUpon the walls of my soulCrimson, and then blue...The stormclouds cameA flash and my breath was goneMy soul a bitter po.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/359562/ Just a simple little poem for the "Three Letters Or Less" contest here on the cafe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/346148/ Just random Monday I'm not working so I can get up at ten in the morning thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/345791/ True love has reached its seasonWithin you I have found such peaceLosing sense reveals a reasonAffections at long last released Within you I have found such peaceAngst, regret, have moved asideHope that I had thought deceasedNo longer finds the need to hide Losing sense.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/342692/ For Ryan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/334337/ Here sounds lonelyTocking clockDripping faucetChirping cricketsTires thumping bricksAs they move pastNever stopping here Here sounds lonelyNo intakes of breathNo dreamy murmuringsNo chatter or musingsNo patterings of feetThe world rolls byNever stopping here .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/327835/ You appeared, a pale blue wash against the angry skyDisabling the anger, allowing desire to replace it Blotting out decades of burnt umber and bitter redAll those bottled up pastel hues exploded onto the canvasAnd this time... this time I wasn't forcing the sky to be brighterI didn't have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/326815/ There are some days one never wants to forget... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/326555/ A new global pandemic-- the infection: apathyMob-mentalitied multitudes never go against the grainCommon thought is tantamount to an absence of thoughtBut like tin soldiers, all stand at attention and fall inNone wish to be the note that halts the symphonyA man terrified of the smallest ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/322262/ It's funny how your job can define you as a person, not only in public opinion, but within the confines of your own mind. Our pride can go up or down a peg or two when we change careers. I used to be so proud to tell people what I did for the last two years... I'm still proud of the work I did then... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/320331/ A poem in Rondeau form. This is just what flowed when I set down to write. I had no vision before embarking. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/319469/ You care, but you don't know how to show me, I feel, but I have to suck it up, move forward, dealBecause it's for you I feel, not the man I want you to be.I don't want your sentiments unless they are honestAnd your REALNESS, that's what drew me to you... Made me flick those other suitors a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/319268/ How  does one control a mountain, a valley, a river, or an ocean?I am navigating  a vivid landscape filled with hills and vales,ridges and streams,soft spots and hard rock walls that must be scaled before solace is found...All within the complex biosphere of my own emotions and longi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/319107/ I'm inside a box, held down by the fear that's holding youMy emotions tangled, splayed out on the threads of your doubtFor how can I admit I can feel what you are afraid to feel?Your restraints become mine... and when I feel a distancePanic sets in, because I DO FEEL, and it's whole,and clea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/318711/ Written for a friend who suddenly decides he is not "good enough" to be a poet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/318657/ A hard, fragile gem so rigid it can only shatter under stressA shout and a whisper forever bound as one harsh illusionIs realityThat place most would try dilgently to escape now and againWhen if they would stay and lend a hand, it could be better,This realityAnd in reality, one cannot ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/317645/ We wanted change, so we cast a vote...But the ballot box was stuffed as ravioliHanging shards and unfixable machinesOh, but we're not like England...We don't have a flipping queen.. And they always say sorryThose men in dark suits and thousand dollar bootsNo reason to worry... it'll all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/316919/ I thought if I stared at the picture long enough, I could seeI could see where your mind was, why your heart wasn't thereI stared for so long that it all became a blur, and my own face...It seemed to be the face of a woman I no longer know at all.Where did THAT smile come from... and where d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/316900/ I thought I wanted to know who she was...I thought it would help me to understand...But I understand less now, it's true... oh love...She's not even beautiful. How did she take your heart away from meJust when I thought it was mine, forever onAnd what did she do that made you sway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/314565/ A poem I started several months ago and just now finished. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/314408/ And alas the delusions fallTruth-slickened rain pours forthWiping every trace of hope awayAnd thus ends a long and dreary day As the hours are dimmerI count them forward wishingTime a dry erase board on wheelsAs not everyone knows how it feels When the clock slowly beco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/313892/ The challenge said only to use the phrase Sweet Marionette. So I did? This is what I came up with on a rainy afternoon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/300567/ He slips further into my mind and soulEffortlessly, smoothly, without forceAnd I accept though with resignationsLetting friendship take its courseHoping time won't take a heavy tollSplitting the paths of our destinations Conversation,too easy, distance, not suchYet the trust and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/299426/ Yes, this is real. I saw the contest on the cafe... remembered writing this and how much emotion I put into it, how much emotion I felt... and let it all out in the open. Honestly? I never healed until just recently. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/298382/ Etcher move ionsI seem to have misplacedOh icemen stroveto sway my soul but weConverse time, ohalways time well spent Some overt nicheyou do seem to have filledHeroic venom setveins afire in instantsTime chosen overquality? Never again Corniest move, eh? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/297998/ An experiment with the form for the contest here at the cafe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/297988/ A quick erotic write. Not quite sure why it formed itself this way. Really. I often just do it, don't know why or how... just a flow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/297766/ Ten given words, 40 word length constraint... all words had to be in order: perfume, splendid, presence, oblivion, purer, glass, sky, serene, two, merciful http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/297692/ For the Crazysexycool contest. I used the following titles from TLC songs: Tampered With, Untouchable, True Confessions, Waterfalls, Ain't too Proud to Beg, Let's do it Again, Switch, and the album title Supernova. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/296964/ There was something I missed somewhereSome magic I'd thought I should grow out ofBut things so seldom work just as we planAnd growing up doesn't mean that a womanHas to grow out of all sense of passion and lifeLet herself be locked into something frigidly spareFor there is passion, there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/296192/ Give me something I can scratchFor I need a new itchEmotions tied with fine white twineI'm the universe's b***hThough I've no right at all to whineFor she feeds me wellAll plump and primped and bubblyA tourist in this hell Give me something that can moveFor I feel this desir.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/295273/ You gave me this precious, tender thingA fragile, yearning, virgin heartJust like your mother told you, I broke it In want of being loved, I pretended to feelStill broken by another, unhealedJust like your father said, I wasn't nice And now your head hangs low, you hearNo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/294885/ Yeah, not my usual style. It just had to be written. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/294882/ Just scribbled thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/294702/ I tire of having a voiceAn aching need to share,And if I had a choiceI don't think I would care. It seems what I desireDesires only to be free-Hope's a dim thin wire,And loneliness desires me. Is my fate a bitter trapWhere naught is clear or true?A poison bush with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/293970/ She sits on the shelf, for awhile,Gathers dust though she's so prettyFor all should fear her feminine wile-She must be cruel and raw and gritty Doubtless, she would break youRun away, sure she'll only cheatShe has no feelings as others doStern and cold down to her feet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/292828/ Spanish original with English Translation. Thanks go to my friend Vicente Ruiz who helped to perfect the Spanish Grammar. Sorry. Rhymes in Spanish, but not in English. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/292553/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/291223/ Just compiling a little to make my profile a bit more manageable. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/291221/ The collaboration that spanned two continents and an ocean. We hope that you enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/291016/ Just a quick bit of verse that wrote itself backwards a bit, as they seem wont to do lately. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/290846/ Just a quick poem for a challenge over at the forum of the Vicious Circle, which I had to try after I read Damian's. The end lines were all given: shine, ground, line, sound, sneaking, master, freaking, faster, hope, four, cope, tore. champagne, refrain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/289438/ Abstract, I know. Yea. If you don't get it, don't blame me. :-P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/288758/ Yes, it's corny. No, I don't care that it is. :-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/288721/ Not sure what to call this. Dont' want to give the main idea away until you've read the first part of the first stanza. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/constances/288598/