http://slow.writerscafe.org/wishystar The original writings of author wishystar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031236 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Loosen up. How many times have I been told to do that, I can&rsquo;t even count. Maybe it&rsquo;s because I have a perfectly developed schedule that I follow to the exact second. Maybe it&rsquo;s because I spend three hours each day reorganizing my apartment. But honestly, it&rsquo;.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1292239/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1292238/ the warm breeze and cold popsiclesfade away, into autumn windthe dancing flowers, blooming, growinglose their petals, start to wiltthe emerald leaves, lush greenstart to turn red, orange, goldthe t-shirts and short dressespushed away, it's sweaters nowsummerlost http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1261195/ Curled fingers, knarled hands, worn from so many years of lingeringCold breeze, sweeping past, shivering and tingling down your spineGhosts and spirits, dancing and prancing, never ending gleeDeath is coldThe colors of the leaves, twirling down, blind of their beautyThe big oak tree, leaning down, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1261191/ This is a fairytaleI can't imagine a place betterThere are stars and trees,flowers and leavesthe sky is filled with puffy cloudsI can't see anythingbut me and you,watching the birds singfollowing their calling...This is a fairytaleI'm lost in my own worldThere are castles and clouds,fairies and elve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1261188/ the rain trickles down your hairour breath, foggy in the airhold your umbrella up highcan't see anything, in the grey skymondays so bleak and coldbut the memories forever i'll holdraindrops splatter on the sidewalkbut we don't notice as we talkour rainy mondays http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1261122/ StaceyI opened my eyes, struggling for breath. The pretty nurse with the white cap and uniform and flower tucked behind her ear looked at me, concerned. "Ah, you woke up." she said softly. I don't know why people in hospitals are so quiet and serious. My chest hurt. I had some forms of cancer in me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1229579/ A teenage girl runs away from the problems she's been getting at home and befriends a lonely, baby wolf http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1228237/ When a depressed girl meets a cute guy, she starts realizing the sunny side in life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227157/ I walked into the dimly lit room, with the little rolling white bed, with her lying down in it. She looked so fragile, like a little porcelain doll. My poor dear sister. The big heart monitor near her bed showed that she had time. Some time. I took in all the details. The little wood cabinet covered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227153/ When you're weak,I'll be strongWhen you want to let go,I'll hold onWhen you're scared,I'll comfort you to no endWhen you're falling apart,I'll tape you togetherWhen you're crying a river,I'll fetch you a bucketWhen someone makes you sad,I'll go to them with a hammerbecause you're my friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227133/ When a murderer is asked to kill a beautiful princess, he falls in love... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227128/ There you are,glittering in the distancetaunting, teasingThere you are,smiling so sweetlymanipulating meThere you are,in all your gloryhaughty and cruelThere you are,my darlinglet me come to you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227113/ I'm soaring, soaringwith a smile too wideI'm flying, flyingmy arms outstretchedThe wings that carry meare silver and goldThe triumph ofo v e r c o m i n g http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227110/ You have left me crying,you have left me sighingEvery day I missthe times we hadNo one will find me nowno one can hurt me againI am afraidto peek into the sunshineI curl up in the darkness with a heartbroken beyond repair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227106/ When a princess and a commoner start to fall in love... the love story isn't so sweet </3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1227099/ When things are going wrong,or maybe things are taking too long,don't forget to put a smile on your faceeven if you want to smash someone on the head with a mace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1161009/ A fun little poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1159809/ I'm here,there, everywherein the place where the dandelions grow.The wind blows across my face,here, there, everywhere,in the place where the dandelions grow.The little puffs of 'petals',here, there, everywhere,in the place where the dandelions grow.The sun shines on the grass,here, there, everywher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1159807/ Here I am again,the place where I sat that dayhe asked"Do you love me?"Here I am again,the place that brings sweet sad memoriesyou said"Dreams will come true here"Here I am again,the place I cried so many times all aloneI whispered"Instead, you've broken my heart"Here I am again,the place where I so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1159805/ So light, so moistlike raindrops and mistmy first kiss. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157798/ There are roses on my windowsill,you left them there for me last year.With a smile and a kiss,you swept me up, and danced aroundlike the happiest a person could be.Now, I look back at the rosesthey're brown and beginning to die.They're just like you,you gave me love, a person to lean on toand took i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157797/ Maybe my lifeis just another love storywhere the girlends up cryingBut I'm gonna be strong,gonna hold on,not going to let gothis timeSomeday, somedayI'll find another wayto fight back my tearsand hold on tightBecause my lifewon't beanother sadlove story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157794/ A prize for Tate Morgan for winning my Rainbow of Poetry contest [5th place]. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157792/ A prize to quinfinn for winning my Rainbow of Poetry contest [4th place]. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157790/ A prize to Lina Grey for winning a Rainbow of Poetry contest [3rd place]. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157789/ A prize for Tate Morgan for winning the Rainbow of Poetry contest [2nd place]. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157788/ A prize for Tate Morgan, grand winner of my Rainbow of Poetry contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1157787/ I can't remember,the kind of December,when I roasted by the fire.I can't remember,the kind of December,when you'd kiss me on the tip of my nose.I can't remember,the kind of December,I wasted with you.I can't remember,the kind of December,when I really loved you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1118562/ The winter frost stops,the flowers bloom vividly.The colors of the rainbow,the birds start to sing.Summer returns,summer arrives.Summer prances upon the grass,summer has come again.The song of the birds,the sway of the flowers.The swish of the breeze,they say "please come with me".Follow you mayand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1110279/ Different family members, friends, teachers and others taught me things. They together make up everything I am. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1110270/ Remembering the little-kid days... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1100694/ Christ the LordHappiness and peaceRemembering happy memoriesIce and snow on the groundSharing love and joyTaking care of each otherMaking kind choicesAbility to give but not takeSpreading the story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1100545/ Sometimespeople are justuncertainabout thingsand that's okayunlessyou really shouldbe certainabout them.But sometimesthe case is justthat peoplecan't find theirinner voiceto tell themthe truth.That they're certainbut they don'twant to believe it.Maybewhen pigs can flypeoplewill never everbe uncertai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1098674/ Sometimes, I look at youand I wonderwhen I find my voiceto tell the truthto tell you.My head tells me,it's okay if you say nobut my heartit saysthat I can't try.And I reallydotry to believethat maybea miraclewould change the way I am.I look at you sometimes,and I just so wishI could tell you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1098672/ A best friendwould keep promises.A best friendwould respect my opinion.A best friendwouldn't mind if I spent a little time with someone else.A best friendwouldn't be happy if I got hurt.A best friendwouldn't be jealous of me.A best friendwould encourage me when it's hard.A best friendwould do the ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1098650/ Leaping and gliding,prancing and twirlingdancing under the stars.The moon is glowingstars are glittering,but still we twirl on.The dance, with steps so lightyou'll feel like you're asleeplike everything is just a dream.I watch, eyes wideningat the shining butterfly wingsvibrant violet, blue, pink.So.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1098644/ Let me godon't say a word.No goodbye,no farewellno last kiss nor hug.Let me goto the cold winter nightaway from the comfortsof wood burning bright.No goodbye,no farewellno last kiss nor hug.Let me goI don't want it anymoredon't giveI won't takewhatever you have.No goodbye,no farewell,no last kiss no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1093267/ Please come back,don't leave me here.To freeze in the frostof cold winter air.Please don't go,without a word.Not even a warningfor a goodbye.It wouldn't be fairto leave foreverbecause dearI love you so.Please come back,don't leave me here.Left to crythe rest of my tears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1093266/ The skies, the grass, the flowers, the wavesstretching throughout the countryused to be oh, so merry and brightbut now they are dull and gray.Paint the sky, flower fairiesplease paint the sky, water nymphsoh paint the sky, tree spiritsso the lands will be sweet and joyous once more.The shells, the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1093263/ A poem similar to my previous "If Only" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1091424/ To spread the cheer of Christmas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1079173/ Very short, but worth reading (I'd say) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1074419/ My imagination brings me to sweet places ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1074413/ Once in a small silvery pond lived a fish. A very simple yet beautiful fish indeed- it had rainbow scales and golden fins. Each and every day, there were people who thought that if you threw a coin into the fish's mouth, you'd be lucky. So every day the fish would catch at least one coin in it's mou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1071819/ There was once a girl who was extremely poor, and had only a lamb for a friend. The lamb was sickly and skinny, yet the girl loved it very much. One day, a wealthy girl came over and said to the poor girl "Why do you fare with a sheep for a friend? I have never heard of such a foolish thing. Sell it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1071817/ So dear to me,so true to me.You are apart of me.I want to hang onto the song you've sungbecause you're alwaysa part of me.I'm not with you, I'm all alonethe fire burns yet I'm not warm.Even if riches appearthey're worthless, useless.Because all I need is you,since you're a part of me.When you're gon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1071779/ I'm spending the sunset in paradise,soaking up the sun and love.I'm spending the night next to my sweetheart,smiling as I dream and sleep.The waves lap gently at our feet,we hold our hands, we don't try to fleethe way we did beforein elementary school.The sand is golden, my heart is singing,we dive .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1071772/ Spring dreamsflowers are bloomingtrees are flourishingchildren are playingSummer paradisesun is shiningdew is dancinggrass is swaying.Autumn sceneleaves are fallingrakes are sweepingwinds are colderWinter miraclesnow is flutteringchild is watchingfawn is hibernatingSeasons http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1070087/ Even if Mother's gone forever, daughter knows that Mother's heart will always be singing... for her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wishystar/1070086/