http://slow.writerscafe.org/team-sophie The original writings of author team-sophie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776093382 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Today I tried to find silence,And failed miserably.Away from the traffic,Playing voices of kinds outside,And murmurs of a TV.I waited still and alone,In the hope that,It would come creeping in.But the static in my ears,Seemed to scare it away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261934/ double meaning- this is quite personal to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261933/ The trees and houses go,Leaving their black silhouettes,Against the green dusk sky,Like sharp paper cut-outs.The silence grows steadily,With each departing car.On the road a streetlight,Bursts to life in flickers,Screaming into watching eyes,Before settling down for the night.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261932/ The roots reach out,Like veins beneath the concrete.A stubborn fight for survival,Against growing urbanisation.Defiant cracks grow in pavements,Unlike a prisoner attempts escape,More to regain power now and then.A reminder of who was here first. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261930/ They are cleverer than light,They hide where it can't touch,Using its only weakness to thrive. They are our lowest points,And our darkest days.Yet comfort when we feel alone. Shadows define what words cannot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261929/ They charge from all direction,Wielding their umbrella swords,And shopping-bag shields,With a force matched only by,Car crashes and extreme weather.Its a case of everyone for themselves,In this irritating social battle.I am but an invisible object,Between them and their goal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261928/ A feeling of sad acceptance,That you didn't make the grade,Like a mutt in a dog show,The weed amongst the roses,The last one picked for the team,An uneven number, an odd sock.Yet with the content knowledge,That you saw it coming... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261927/ for a friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261926/ I love the mysterious clouds of mist,Which escape from lungs to cold air,To remind us that we are still alive,Incase at some point we forget,That in this clockwork world we share,Not everything can be expected. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261925/ my pet hate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261924/ if you know me, you'll get this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261923/ Lying on the grassDuring a long afternoon.Dewdrops soak my jeans. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261922/ Handwriting wows me.How so much can be learned fromLots of scribbled lines. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261921/ Müssen wir uns fürDie nutzlos Sachen kümmern?Liebe ist alles. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261920/ Sometimes when walking home I wonder what may have beenHad I taken one step more or lessOr paused to think and take in life.Would I be different than I am now?Or would it all remain With passing cars and pavement cracksA simple contemplation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/261918/ this was in response to a poem a friend wrote about how much he loved chocolate milk lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/team-sophie/178111/