http://slow.writerscafe.org/ruthandscot The original writings of author Ruth Morris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776050799 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My first Roundelet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1082154/ My first Haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1072879/ Red and freshmoist with sweetnessI cradle you on my tongueI tip you back and embrace the pleasureas you melt within my mouththe darkness that covers youis more than I can bearas it slides onto my budsI feel the texture of skin on skinI take a nibble and let you inYou dissolve into ecstasywhile I shi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1070391/ I read to you from a book of erotic encountersWords like raindrops...wet penetration into your sexual soulMy voice like gentle fingers,caresses...arouses your need.strengthens your desireYou picture words as they fall off my tonguewet and ripe,waiting to be plucked like fruit from the vine,fresh wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1069611/ For my best friend... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1069420/ The most fun I had with a poem..it seemed to flow right out of me and on to the page. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1069053/ The first poem I ever wrote. I was 14 the year was 1994. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1069046/ Sing with me my nightingale, wrap your voice around meyour music soars within my soul,  your sensuality entraps meBind my soul with ribbons, force my eyes to seethe pleasure that molests me, set my body freeDance around my fire,  and set the air to burnwith words that drip from you lips, r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1068909/ ...the little girl inside me cries(so where do you keep her safe?)I hold her in the palm of my hand(what do you tell her)I tell her I'm sorry for all the things she has to go through(what else do you tell her)I tell her that I love her, that she doesn't need to fear,because I will be watching her, y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1068894/ My first sonnet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1068892/ Like poetry in motionpast-present-futurecollidetowards the unknown we turnmoving forward side by sidewelive-love-laugh and learnthrough pleasureand throughpainbut hope and happinessgrow through the cracksand the poetry does remainin motion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1068890/ To gather words in such a waythat they inspire those who read themto break down barriers of race, gender, religion, emotion and repopulate their minds with the freedom of endless possibilities. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ruthandscot/1068887/