http://slow.writerscafe.org/Nixers The original writings of author Annique le Roux en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775982381 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 To God alone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/1004083/ It’s in thesmilethat’s spreadingslowly from myheart to mylips It’s in theletting goof everylingering doubt to send itall to You It’s in everysongthat I singalong to, allowing myheart to beat in time .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/790604/ The old carpet felt stiffbeneath his slippered feet as he inched his way across it; on the far wall theold grandfather clock ticked in unison with his movement. He eased himself intothe aged leather chair behind the desk, sitting back and allowing the odour ofwell-oiled wood that pervaded th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/763947/ When a heartfeels movedby the joystirring withinWhen a heartcannot containthe wordsthat desire to bring changeWhen a heartsoftenssimply becauseit canWhen a heartchangesbecausethere is room to growWhen a heartlightensas heavinessmeltsWhen a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/760859/ I brace myself forthe oncoming wave - crest after crest of emotion-laden memories thatthreaten to overwhelmand pull meinto their deceivinglywarm embracethoughts that holdpockets of happinessinexplicable understandingsof fate destinyor meaning-to-beI ready my mindtoo for the tears that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/746737/ No amount ofwordscoulddescribethe snakedbundleof emotions which now residewithin myheart. Hope.Such a smallwordfor afeeling far greaterand morelife-givingthan thevery essenceof amiracle. Anguish.Indescribable,y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/743058/ i wish forthe touch of a soft hand uponmy cheek andtheassurance of that whichi cannotgive to myself the assurance that when the light dimsand the deepness begins to set in i will notbe alone i wish for astrong embracethat leavesno doubt about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/743042/ A poem about the sadness of poverty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/699884/ My search for wisdom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/686682/ Who says it isn't? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/684386/ An attempt to describe my feelings for one person http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/683537/ this is where i standthe wind screams its protestthe droplets pound their furyacross the sky, a flash of angerand a deep rumble of painthis is where i standhere i standemotions threatening to overwhelmstorms of confusionattack after mercilessattackHe moves quietly beside mei feel His touchclose my e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/673720/ The sadness of poverty and its effect on us http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/673718/ The inability to explain love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/673711/ The saving power of salvation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/673709/ Almost exactly the same as my story entitle 'My Dearest Kitty' , but I'm not sure which is the better one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/442914/ Flash Fiction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/442912/ The second part to the short story that I'm writing, set in World War 1. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/442905/ A love story set in World War 1. This is the first part because I haven't finished the entire story yet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/442904/ Change is inevitable, but not always unfortunate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/399281/ An extended metaphor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/399279/ I sometimes wonder whether life purposely seeks to confuse us, to throw us off track. Perhaps it is when we pass through dark times and seem to hear its cruel laughter mocking us in the background as we stumble through the unknown, that we realize that maybe our lives are merely there for its e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/399278/ The magic of a kiss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/399276/ Are you daring enough to venture? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/394713/ The path of life can be dusty, rocky and dirty at times. It may disappear for a while, leaving you helpless and alone. At other times it may be wide, clearly visible and bordered by beautiful flowers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/283116/ The amazing experience of having God in your life and what it's done to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237246/ A love story set in Ancient Troy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237241/ A child's clear and uncomplicated view of the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237240/ See me not as the child that I am, for you forget us so easily. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237237/ Love in the midst of pain and destruction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237232/ A story of overcoming grief and barriers, against all odds and doing it all for love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237225/ I wish now that I had your strength so that I could hold you in my arms one last time... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nixers/237223/