http://slow.writerscafe.org/wordcrafter The original writings of author Wordcrafter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043641 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  The sands of the Sahararemain unmarked  by their footsteps, the pipe of happiness gone cold, fruit in the orchards of the Tien Shan, uneaten -apricots rot on trees, their fragranceturned sour.  The corpses of lovers' dreams l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/534266/  a crisp snow fallwhile you play a cello suitethe moon must be crying  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/342325/ A brilliant spectrum of cloud and snowthe world belowa vanishing dark spotand come the night, if it wasn’t so coldI would have dipped a hand in lake Dhalto pull out the moonand let it thaw by the warm fireit would have been so easyto reach up to the sky and scoopsome star.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/342321/ elegant swallowspoised in flight --on the cover.the first poems in print http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/281952/ the taste of ripe grapesfrom the Italian hillsidestill in your kissesand traces of molten sunlike liquid gold, on your skin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/281920/  In the beginning, I existed –just being,Not-knowing; I was a parcel of symbolsPassing between you and I; only wordsThat gave birth to Meaning. I conveyed, you interpreted. One day I looked in the mirror of your Eyes, Reader,  like a young Narcissus,I bec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/272244/  chasing a swallow the ripples in the pond;and they are gone       http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/267751/ In the silent chorus of dawnI bask in the glowOf your last embrace,And on the paving stonesOf longing I tread impatientTowards our next encounter.Your gift nestles proudBetween my breasts; intertwinedPearls of love and light While nature wrapsher grief with artfulness.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/261515/ Strangers warble in Somerset Housebetween mouthfuls of Hamlet and chocolate cakeUnderneath, the Thames flows undisturbedOut of reach, skyscrapers rise into the ether-phallic symbols of the times, politics and power,lands razed, war zones; a cloud ceiling without beyond.Do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/258882/ Child of the Ether;Mothered by Cloud; fathered by Wind.That is who I am; this here, a mistakeIn earliest memory, high upAbove father's head, a tiny totThrown up in the air and... oh.. and oh..That is when I first knew, that I had wings.The instant I could scrambleUp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/253170/ the crescent moon,admiring the setting sunreclines on a cloud http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/252973/ pillow dreams for two;he steals into her wet dream,at dawn- the lust thief http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/252052/ My skin tingles, as the souvenir of your caressesLeaps out of the shadows, when I drive past our trystingPlace; a hand tracing electric pathways on the skin.Your body, and  inviting blank page -I write a poem on it,With my lips for a quill,  and kisses for ink; soft long .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wordcrafter/252045/