http://slow.writerscafe.org/Eustacia The original writings of author Eustacia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007134 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Comfort http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/1409602/ They think I'm weak every time, the men in blackThe wannabe bad boys, the power seeking freaking childrenThey like to get the mold out, bend and shape meVulnerable and insecureI like to let them have their funTheir fun is mine, love to watch them playAll their games are wasted on me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/1409595/ The impressive sky weighs downDepressive and lingering, heavy upon the forest belowBellowing and whirling with anguish and torment Aching to just let go, drop us into the wavesInside this swirling vortex we spiral down, ever closerWoven with violet light and dark green ivyS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/1409096/ All that remains is bitter emptinessI grieved for you for so long, never letting goBarren apart from the lingering memories of usThis dismal comfort is all that I have left You may as well have died a fatal deathBecause emotions don’t have brainsWhen darkne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/622961/  I am the darkness in your shameless guiltThat suffocates you in your sleepI am the innocence in your eyesThe truth that hides behind your sinful lies Today I walked the salt track in blueFollowing the moon to my side The radar of my life that points t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/622536/ It was a late October evening, sun had died and all wassighing upon the worn out heath. Even thorns had lost their bite and nettles acquireda soft sweet sting, the land was slowly slipping away, almost talking to thecreatures hiding there, telling them to run far, escape their untold death. Fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/622007/ A set of Tankas I wrote for another site on an ongoing thread http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/620152/   We were supposed to walkAlong rocky borders and throw stones,Into dead seas and remember,How once they were alive with dreams. We never made it that far.All good intentions, a couple of mindsWith the sincerest passionsTo end how we meant t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/617874/  As I sit, alone in my room, listeningTo all the memories of the pastCandles burn for your returnAnd they whisper your voice in my ears No thoughts to put them outNo words spoken internally to stop the songJust a hushing of my eyesTo stop the tea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/617867/ written for college recently, we had to describe a really bad headache or falling in love, the falling in love option sounded a bit cheesy but decided that they could be one and the same thing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/617850/ another freewrite, not really thought out apart from the syllable count. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/602512/ random freewrite http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/602153/ She wanted you to expandTo touch the brighness and burst with energyTo be strong, to be the best you canShe pushed you hardShe made you climb the walls and drove you awayShe was almost the one in controlTime has taught her things, things you could have knownMaybe never will, but if you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/601064/ freewrite http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/599624/ For all the women http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/535625/ Inspired sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/482197/ From an old wall's eyes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/482191/ In the middle of the night I stepped outsideThe quietness induced my unconfined mindI saw anew again, refreshed and further a fieldStanding by your side we looked beyond the horizon line Searching in the pink liquid clouds of tomorrowFlying high above the garden gateBrushing sorro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/453443/ Inspired by Thomas Hardy's The Tree and the Lady http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/446151/ She doesn’t need youBut she desperately wants your loveShe doesn’t crave anythingBut it’s you that she wants She doesn’t need smilesOr handshakes and kissesNor roses or heartsOr heart felt wishes She doesn’t deserve your loveBut she needs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/445315/ Set on the South Downs where I walk, I'm aiming for a dark depressive feel, reflected by nature and intense relationships. All pictures taken on the South Downs! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/420059/ musings... This was meant to be for a 60 word story! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/394398/ I can't believe I cuaght this! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/394212/ Set on the South Downs where I walk, I'm aiming for a dark depressive feel, reflected by nature and intense relationships. All pictures taken on the South Downs! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/392624/ free write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/391741/  The moldy, rotten wood was dampInfested with wood worm to it's coreThe twilight was slowly creeping inDaylight was becoming no moreSpiders crawled up the old Oak treeMagpies waited patientlyFoxes hid in barren densvoices echoed on the windA blood covered glove lay beside .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/391735/ A collab with my friend, James. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/391734/ Sunsets flickering, merging with the mornFerociously bickering, abiding white dawnDusky eyes in Twilight’s mishaps, forever recoveringBordering on the horizon of another hopeless uncovering They shut, closing without warningFloating, upon the mists of mayhemMind racing, jo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/391733/ A sonet I wrote for college http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/391732/ more rambling random adlib http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/357810/ Listening to Opeth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/356655/ just some more free writing, so there is no quality of content... just my random thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/356645/ This is rubbish, I am aware, but it's also a total freewrite, just checked spelling at the end. So understandable, don't know why I put it on here, to get me inspired again I suppose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/355899/ Five white lilies lay on frozen groundCatching specks of moonbeamsAs the moon rises above the hill The evening air is cold and bitterThe flowers lay in memory of the yearA full circle to the day, the sun returned The iced grass reflecting glintsAs the night creeps inI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/352507/ had this idea a while ago but never bothered writing it, started adlibbing a story about a crow in a tree to my daughter and it was really good, though this is a bit different, I seemed unable to stop writing but it ruined it so hence it's in parts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/347930/ some old depressive thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/340010/ more ramble http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/323855/ Set on the South Downs where I walk, I'm aiming for a dark depressive feel, reflected by nature and intense relationships. All pictures taken on the South Downs! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/291533/ Set on the South Downs where I walk, I'm aiming for a dark depressive feel, reflected by nature and intense relationships. All pictures are taken on the South Downs! All comments and criticisms welcome, especially really honest ones! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Eustacia/291532/