http://slow.writerscafe.org/Smokingquillz The original writings of author Becca en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776211785 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Micro-Flash Exercise ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/1897711/ Humorous slant on a not so humorous writing issue! Written in Jan. of this year. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/324651/ A Villanelle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/324609/ Have You Ever? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/308303/ Demetrius Michael -My Greatest Joy -My Deepest Sorrow -1981-2007 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/308080/ How I see it~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/305583/ Written in 1992 for my daughter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/304619/ A different point of view based on a writing prompt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/303223/ Word List Challenge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/301453/ # 8 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/301112/ # 7 in the Series of My Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/293829/ For a Vicious Circle Challenge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/293024/ In Remembrance of one of my dearest friends. An elderly farm woman. Greta passed away 6 months ago today. We just received the news. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/292878/ What started out as my 1st Haiku attempt...turned itself into a shape poem...although it still has the 5/7/5 going on... is there a law against 5/7/5 shape poems ? Hummm.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/291929/ A Villanelle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/289287/ 8 poems of my soul's journey. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/288569/  One circle   Sensing  One circle               Touching one circle                    &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/287519/ #6 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/285452/ #5 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/284089/  Indubitably Yours… Whispers into beinga sanctuary Indubitably Yours… Embraces her spiritto shield Indubitably Yours… Dabs her heartto serenity Indubitably Mine… His Nest    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/283315/ # 1 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/282540/ # 4 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/281276/ # 3 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/280818/ # 2 in a series of my Soul's Journey http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/279927/ Just a bit of fun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/274988/ Exposure http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/271921/ Imagination and Mind...we win ! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/271848/ Childhood Sweetheart -1955-1972 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/271316/ The Pain of Powerlessness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/271307/ The tick-tock of my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/270879/ Just a little fun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/270867/ A bit of musing about my buddy Alvin who is at least 50 years old. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/270222/ From a writing challenge to write about a light shining at night on a road http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/269421/  Quills in flux morphtorching suspended stratum  Billowing celestial plumessummon mitochondrial connection Tempering expressive visionshrouded in icy translucence Melding our internal realmsignites primordial consciousness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/263679/ The scene is looking east from my back yard. Imagine seeing this as you stumble to the kitchen with eyes barely open! It was a dawn like I had never seen before. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/262303/ Breaking through invisible barriers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/259878/  It's quite a revelation to realize thoughts are capable of reaching speeds comparable to those on the Autobahn. This quirky observation gained momentum roughly within ten minutes of riding with one belligerent state trooper. Revelation # 2 - back seats of cop cars create&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/258361/ Written shortly after the death of my 26 year old son. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/258344/           Doug burst through the kitchen door, wide-eyed and breathless. “ Come on, hurry up!” he gasped. I couldn’t imagine what may have happened;a quick once-over revealed that he wasn’t bleeding. Oh no,was there a tragic car ac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/257698/  Aged woven basketsbrim of petals yet unwrittenA history seasoned flawlessly stillin the offing amidst shadows sleepingTender winds of awareness puff luciditygently strewing luminous expressionAwakening gifts of syntax in flightalighting life's cobbled pathways March 5,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/257696/   The last article I read prior to retiring was a beautiful poem titled Where Am I From? by Kate Keeley. The language was so soothing and gentle I was convinced it would waltz me to sleep. The much-anticipated waltz to dreamland lasted about twenty-nine sublime seconds.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/257077/  Unlike Pee-Wee, our potato chip obsessed attack cat, George quickly became my first trustworthy friend. His benevolent nature gave me no reason for constructing insurmountable communication barriers. It didn’t matter to me if George was a brown and white beagle mix,minus those precisio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smokingquillz/256814/