http://slow.writerscafe.org/free2bee4me The original writings of author free2bee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973787 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Again, not quite a story but, I don't know what to call it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/350413/ Not really a story, it's more like a rambling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/347608/ When butterflies dance tangos within sunbeams,andJade green leaves flutter sweet nothings in the shade,andWhen the languid sensual summer air caresses bare skin. Time becomes eternity,beckoning one to seea simple truth. Happinesslies within.Open your your heart,free.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/288098/ This what I wrote down to speak at my Dad's memorial and thought I would share it with you all in memory , for my 1st Father's without him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/276668/  Elusive preyThis idealWe call love My heart grabsFor purchaseAnd finds only air Feathered flights of fancy,Soaring emotional currentsGliding, swooping, descending Landing softly,Only to grasp atMy soul with Razor sharp talons I inhale,S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/266243/   The mind conjures magical images,connected to lifeor passed into the eternal void. No logic requires,just the wanting brings them forth Spilling their secret spellsthroughoutthe fertile valleys of a searching soul What charm they havelooking l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/265312/   Hearts' desire burns,unending,unquenched.So easyto fan the flameHeat burns,alivein its neverending hungerfor life.Banked embers wait,for a breath, a sigh,a fevered exhalation,to once againignitethe covetous soul within. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/265308/  Cocooned in the deepest recessesOf my darkening emotions, Safe, secureCalmness slowsThe racing of thoughts Beginning a                  Descent      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/258749/  What is wrong?That I can’t changeWhat has shiftedInside that can’t be movedWhat do I doTo be free of these needsI wish I mayI wish I mightHave the wishI wish tonightTouching, holding, feeling, kissingBroken pieces of meDesiring the bond of closenessHatin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/258661/  How can I ?What am I supposed to do?feeling this achewanting, always wantingSomething inside bleeds and diesevery time desire goesunfulfilledLove lives onblind to the physicalconflict buildswhere does it go?Resentment,Mainipulation,Fear,Anger,leaving onlyLonel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/255137/ what I was feeling during a difficult time in my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/255134/ I thought you were mymissing piece,a gift giventhe answer to allthe questionsI'd never thoughtto ask.The one questionthat wasmissingwas,Who am I whenyou aren't here.What happens whenthe gifts givenare taken awayNew gifts take there place,despair, pain, loneliness, r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/254176/ When grief washes upon fragile shores,life becomesa slowerosionwearingawaythe thin veneerof happiness.There is nothing leftto anchor lifebut thin slices of the past.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/254173/ Paths converge and entwine,which is the way?what one decides?does it change along the way?When is the time to set out and see'where the path goes and what to believeSenses cannot determine,faith must decidewhich journey will be takenwhat change will be suppliedchose one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/227087/ Fire simmers, flaring into ragefrustrated,thwarted,it is a revning beastpure intense,passionate ragewhere once there were only tender feelings,there are now conflicting emotions,love and absolute rage,abide together,seperate and linkedanger,pure,violent ragewith nowhere to go but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/225272/ When we metlife becametrue I was  so surethat mycourse was set  you were the alphaomegagiver of love   Slowly, craftilyafter the powerhad been given Layers were stripped.masques revealedfalse faceslaughed the giver b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/223351/ learning to live http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/222676/ Who am I,if not the labels society smiles on,Mother, Wife, Lover, Friend,What do I become when they no longer apply.How do I find the underneaththe one hidden from viewthe silent, the waiting, the patient,slowly striping off the layersof the past to become. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/222526/ Me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/222519/ Self discovery http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/free2bee4me/222512/