http://slow.writerscafe.org/periac The original writings of author Periac en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775964359 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 moonchild http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2020791/ the dawn pleasotherwhere I stir in an idle measure behold the maven !the keen eyed scribbler !polished in terror laid bare the woes pamphlets of passionate poesy indistinct http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2020789/ peppered the doxybiting at my laments wended along the strand as barren as my gazeheretofore combined in unioncaressed by zephyr breath anewuncomfort but able http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2020788/ sewn hearts on longing armswas I always this brazen?there was once you smileda glistening glitter smileone of fables enriched by delicate themespress those breasts onto meallow me the last supper(as a false prophet attended)forget me as humble stirs Ilessofwormtiny miracle tears comforted http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2020733/ I had five ideas and bonded them together ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2017485/ this little puddle reflected weakly my distorted face making perfect sense chilled the soft morning breeze reaching out with these broken arms dropping my assumed grandeur ever the drama chilled the soft morning breezemy story unfolds into boredoma cliche of case studies dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2012490/ I sit and look at social media and place my pictures back in sequence on your page the same one tormenting me (that which I cannot delete)for fear that my heart will change pathetic http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2012252/ Lest we faltered indeed i’d warn comely the frame upon an unknown disassembled woodsuave the serene little words emitting from lonesome whispers come now sweet Charlotte parade again in silks woven by cooled bluewelcome aboard our sweet old chariot we’re coming to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/2011546/ i’d prefer a dark bar to a bright bargive me silence over screaming the lass she dressed loose and by loose i meant comfortable the boy thoughhe was chiseled puttya creature perhaps they paraded in an unknown courtyard of a controlled courtship (OH the C! 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pops and snapsbut your nowhere in this fogyou became a mere memory and I pleaded with my heart to let you go the cold January air pressesforgotten and frail lonesome my voice feels strained now from silence dressed in awkward seclusion pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1998426/ good morning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1988340/ december is the month of his passingevil 13course the fainting voice yet piercing blue crystal stairs forever etched on my every blink I grew in your shadowyour boy carved from your strong walki’d give my last breath to feel yours again whispering to my sponged ears to sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1988078/ frame this sceneour lessons learned are history book worthyfrom inception I wore motley and soon befriended the seamstress on daily prayer rugs I wished upon robes of warmth and royaltyshe promised wondrous things!my dear lets become legend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1987817/ held my head up highswift playground swing“oh push me again daddy”noosehow i miss him so http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1987377/ the fall brought with it silent breezes singing distant piano howlsyou bundled yourself like warm gingerbread soon though a whitewash appeared freshly painted rosy cheeks and curled lipwe could have been the people admired http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1987374/ comforted next to the bed framestill and staringmy little fuzzy ferocious bearwhen I saw you I had to hold you I wanted to spin summer sonnets in twirling grinsI wanted to walk hand in plush pawfeeling the soft touch you seep between my handsfor as you laid there displayed as a w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1987333/ little piece based on Hamlet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1987269/ out alone no enemy if we haven’t met well never seeill always remember our dreamsthat slowly get packed into boxes to be peeked through on sedimental sundayswearing my bestof wine and 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tingling of my c**k when I'm looking at you predicted by fantasy stories I was to proud to wantfor I am man beating thy chest in monotone grunts carryin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1726239/ moments away from your heartbeat assures my lips will soon be warm again winters come and brought mystical gloom over the few steps to our door but beyond in soft eleganceproper the porcelain princess painted pure by colored ink of an artists plush palette cherished this Cheshire.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1723718/ her voice is kindling enriching the flames that burn unconditionally from my heart each tonal chime a piercing cupids arrow a burn inside warm heated reds I'll never employ coldness again she shares my dreams as lavender does tulips fragrant our gazes under sun and moon we floated with sewn angel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1721419/ the silence is apparent in your ghost sweater boiling stress burrowed under the burlap bunny ears reach out lady love of the wonder grove grace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1721366/ my father would teach me about life  from my slow return after the fallby silent icy eyes and his perfect face worn and wise my baby teaches me about strength upon each dawn when amethyst awakesmy mom was the one whom warmed me from the cold and protected my small frame from the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1721362/ The last 7 days of Torin's precious life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1721360/ sharing moist glittering diamonds the words spoke were of whimpered pantings you held me by promise behold ! the bare weeping crack of her  porcelain glove puddles of her spring within the crystal wake I bathed if only her eyes can peer into my heart she would see the young garden that I've te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1683209/ Iglance over to her f**k me bangs sheis poised as a proper pin upundermy winters wolves beard I'mpanting with a grin onher gaze 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daylightwill bring with it the wind of rejuvenating mists youmay cleanse away at the old robes thoughyou m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1014356/ anda page is turned adjustedthe candle for ready words themorning brings revised desperation wereach for imagined bliss andsucceed Ilove her like the Icelandic language holdsteady the fire of desire thatleft us forgetful and wailing about theemotion claime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1014352/ eruptedwith brighter eyes byordained weak rain we challenged taboo herlegs became a falcon's wings extendingout to produce flight butsoon after night became day flightbecame fallen truthturned to lies andI wept from the stress petalsonce we carried as pill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/1014341/ beautycame from her endless smilethe light thatdrew me to her from the beginningshe deserves thebest this oneand I aim to handthat to hershe beginsshedding her thin winter robesto reveal the palejewelry store display casethis paintingbrilliant as aprin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/947718/ Iremember when I was lost I'dshuffle around with false smiles and constructed bliss onlyto reach the sanctuary of home itwas here I would remove all armor and welcome loneliness I'dawake to find myself reaching for nothing but air thoseterrible nights cold and depressed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/947712/ shefinally spoke words of melted wax ithardened over my heart and I returned smiling "Isurrender who I've been for who you are" Isee how I appear to those treasured eyes andmaybe thereis a view of how I see you painted within words reach ableto be read finally gatessw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/947708/ sheis the thought that hangs gently on my brow fromearly sunrise to late sunset tisher thatsmile thosejeweled eyes I'dgladly trade most of my past to have gazed upon her earlier butbetter late than never I suppose shehas given me purpose and pretty panties s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/947706/ anewand freshly woken tisbright now and the angel has spoken herwhimper welcomingwords warm in winter though asong heard before I'll still dance along this shore forI want nothing more than this angel to adore battleworn now beaming weakenedand gleaming onlook.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/919038/ ohthere you are softlyswayed warmlywhispering bythe eyes of wintery iced essence undera veil of checkerboard contrast andpale as porcelain asmile of a lantern's gift necessaryand golden enthrallingin fitted fabric colorful and original featheryand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/918942/ angel youthere cloaked lily-white and alright (lookingover at you is like reading an unfinished book series) yourmy muse sweet one yourlittle faint actions scream louder than lonesome crickets echoing it'sthe little things theway your shoulder collapses like a melted s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/892985/ thesedays are now cool and the wind is plentiful thishardened dirt path lined with bare broken trees dad I'mbreaking as well I'veexchanged clean shirts for dirty midnight robes ifI can't be seen I needn't be I'msoaked wood chipped flakes inside a musty oak barrel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/892977/ thisache grows apale crisp angel I pledge to thee crawlforth from depressed legs and hold strong cherry lip smiles whenthe day retires and a cool steed of the evening gallops to Iclose my eyes for the fire that breathes thiswarmth that is you tollthe bells young m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/892974/ chimethe dark Gothic organ pressthe bones minstrel mayhem whenadhering to lessons taught theweak poet sought soonthe flustered will diminish aftera daybreak fought it'snow the tears reach windowsills andthe dry flappy tongue begins charging taxes to breathe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/periac/828695/ inear reach came a soft harps weeping cords itwas the 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