http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mape-LESS The original writings of author Amanda Naomi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775982382 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the distanceThe storm breaksThe gods wage warAnd the heavens waitThunder beckonsLightning flaresThe war unfolds'Til the heavens tareWater falls inSkyward drovesThe war will rageFor days untold. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/1284957/ overwhelmed by the loss of the children http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/1090982/ a concept poem about a couple of my characters from my book http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/1079753/ Would your life have changedHad your wish came trueWhen you wished me awayWould you miss me, if you even knew Would you have noticed my absenceWould you even careOr would you have been happierIf I was not there You say y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/1007860/ a poem about the pros and cons of light and dark, it also has a double meaning and is written about a book i recently read http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/1002194/ Above thenorthern windsBelow thetattered skiesCome, onscaled and feathered wingsDragons, wehere to fly Earthen,fire, ice and stoneFlock andfly togetherGraze onsheep and maiden fairHorde ourgain for measure Im.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/984083/ a letter to a friend that has passed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/984080/ everything changes for laramie and surg, and not for the better http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/973346/ Little one,don’t goDon’t leaveme here aloneThey’ve spunlies around your backI don’tbelieve themPlease comehome Little one,come backI’ll holdyou in my armsIt’ll bejust you and me forev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/966460/ I am.Love, justice, purpose.When you first see the sun after the rain.Happiness, safety, encouragement are important to me.A smile that shows too much teeth, but it can’t becontained.I’m controlling and obsessive,But its so that I c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/944985/ This is what happens when you read from the Book to Other World http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/943902/ My heart at once seems to beet uncontrollablyAnd at the same time, not at all.My insides shudderBut my skin never moves.An undefinable fear rises where my heart should sit.Confusion.Terror.Restlessness.I don't know what's going on.I tell myself to be quietBut I'm not making a sound. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/891745/ an image of a powerful dagger in the wrong hands http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868399/ Thewind swirled around her, gently lifting her from her feet. Below, she could see a greatfire raging. Villages burning, crops lost, livestock scattered, men trying tosave what little they could. But there was no love there. To her left she sawgreat cities falli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868351/ Poverty struck the air with sudden intentof betrayal. Mara heard the faint shoutsin the streets. But they were not the usual bickering of barters or mothersscolding tykes. This was much different. Mara knew it had begun. She sat downon her bed and waited for the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868348/ The winds changed and clouds rolledoverhead. As they made their journeyto Fidens, the men allowed Jo to travel at Turuial’s side. They were a loud andunruly bunch. Jo was scared of the men, but could not help feeling at ease forthe way that they presented th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868346/ The blue sky was weakened by the spectacleconsidered by the hidden city. It was far larger than what Jo had expected. There were white pebble streetswinding off in any direction that one could imagine.  Turuial led them down to the market square where merchants.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868344/ Early, in the crisp morning air, after three and a day’s half walk, they began to see evidence ofan ancient civilization still alive today. There were little things likecarvings on the rocks and trees unlike any they had seen before. The treesbegan like any .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868322/ A sky breeze sent a whisper through theheart. The three walked on aslightly overgrown deer path, which at times completelydisappeared. Turuial led the way to the Relvuline city, called Alvues, and wasclosely followed by Samantha, who was eager to be amongst frie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868317/ The moon shone through the night’s coolair as Jo sat in the middle ofthe woods keeping watch. Even though it had been three months ago, she couldscarcely believe that she was free from the tyranny of the so called Inspector.However, she knew that Kent woul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868315/ The early morning sun shone through thedirty windowwaking the two sleeping girls on the third week ofthe fourth month. Jo and Samantha woke up as early as they always did. “Jo should we eat before he gets here?” Samantha and Jo leftfor the pantry .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868313/ The morning was a hot dry one with no recollection of the rain ever piercing the dry earth. Itwas one of those days where even the animals won’t venture outside the cool densfor risk of the sun and the heat. Jo was now seventeen years and it had beenthree year.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868311/ The sun rose the next morning with sparkling clear skies and not the faintest hint of the rainfrom yesterday, except for the wonderful smells that were always left after along rain. There was an orange light on the walls as the sun rose slowly abovethe horizon. This.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868305/ A light rainwas upon the ground. Jo was dancing as any childwithout the rain for a long period of time will dance. Her laughter was a lightas the curls upon her head. Her pale face was flushed slightly by theexcitement that the rain brought to her. There was nothi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/868302/ this is a letter to two unnamed teachers, calling them out when the didn't do what they were paid to do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/862791/ “Do youstill love me?”I asked intothe darkness.There was noreply.My heartbroke.Are you thatmad at me,That youcan’t even say:“Yes I stilllove you”…  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/837043/ just a concept i'm working with right now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/831704/ chapter four brings us to my original starting point, where laramie makes a great mistake that changes her life forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/831623/ My heart beatfiercely against my chest. A boy with tousled hair and a girl with dead eyes,both my age, and myself were taken to see the master the next morning. Thewoman who had purchased us, or the head madame as I had now found out, was notthere to escort us as she had promised. In her ste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/824688/ my name's beth. i'm about to turn 16 and i have no idea i'm actually a child of eden http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/783758/ captured and destined to become a slave, a young Teller gives Laramie news far worse than her imminent enslavement. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/783750/ Born in Eden and exiled when tricked into eating the forbidden fruit, Beth is born into modern day America. When a dream awakens her to her true identity at sixteen she undergoes a quest to return http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/774173/ ahh..the red delicious!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/754851/ a poem for their aniversary..its cheesy and i might rework it to fit my writing style..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/752492/ It was a clear dawn. The abundance was in full stride, and Serenna, age sixteen, was sitting on a fence post, watching sheep grazing in the pasture. Her head was full of dreams, and her parents deemed she was suited for nothing else. She was pretty and they had hoped she would be married off to som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/752457/ it is easy for the beautiful to saythat true beauty lay within.but they've never had those awkward stares,those pointed fingers.a curse i lay upon you allwith perfect teeth, hair, and skin.may every kindness you showbe a blemish upon your face.then if you still believethat beauty is not skin deep,ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/751726/ in an effort to make her husband love her more, serenna enlists the help of an old hag who claims she has the answer to serena's dillema, but the spell goes horribly wrong http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/747386/ “Lady, we have found her!” one of thelow ranking Shadow Servants had come bursting into Melayna’s room, for whichshe was very much annoyed. “Iwas busy Lorn.” She responded coldly as she closed her journal. “And by her I really hope you mean the Tellert.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728502/ The fourth book in the tales to dignusterra http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728494/ The third book of the series of the Tales of Dignusterra http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728492/ The second book in the tales to dignusterra *working title... i might change it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728486/ The first book in the series, a tragic love story gone wrong. The begining of Vene starts here! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728482/ a poem about all my past boyfriends up until my husband! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728087/ a dark and passionate love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/728017/ a poem for when you wake up and realize it was just a dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/697646/ the first chapter in Laramie's life. She is only a child, but she is capable of great wrongness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/697641/ get that thing away from me! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/593404/ The city was falling to the resistance. And allshe did was stand at her window watching. Her terrible power locked away insideher heart. The boy came into the room unnoticed and when he spoke, she finallyknew how near to death she truly was.            &ldquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/563429/ Laramie is the fitth out of a series of five books that i am planning to write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/563428/ why can't i see the stars?i look up into the nightdarknesswhy can't i see the stars?....its cold tonight.and you lied to my faceso i leftits cold tonight.and i can't see the stars.....how can i think without themwithout the stars?its like you're not thereand i need you now more than ever...all i nee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mape-LESS/547142/