http://slow.writerscafe.org/sweetspringfarm The original writings of author Norma M Sutton en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973794 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Write a poem using the following ten words; Warm, Window, Room, Foggy, Red, Tired, loved, Big, Sweater, Cheeks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/2313386/ Thinking about my silly old tom cat after having him come home from a fight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1948598/ Just a descriptive memory bit http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1945832/ One of the hazards of writing outside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1936944/ Just a short descriptive piece I am working on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1935660/ Write an ACROSTIC using your NAME. Just your Christian name or, if you feel very creative you can use your surname as well. Here is an example. I have chosen a random name "CATHY" C is for Compassio http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1633428/ Entry for the Blue Rose Cafe contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1623214/ Thought on a Sunday's visit with the flock http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1261631/ I'm on the edge of writingOn the edge of sleepImages excitingCall me from the deepI'm on the edge of writingStruggling against the rockEver onward fightingAs life's time tick tocksI'm on the edge of writingWondering why I stopLines I am recitingAs to music I bebopI'm on the edge of writingThought fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1261060/ A comical reflection on meeting a black cow on a horseback ride http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1237862/ Contest Entry for: Blue Rose Cafe ~ Tovli's "The Ten" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1140815/ I sit in mourning on a swing.Wait . . . a porch swing in a university library? How oddAround me people pass unimpressedWait . . . even in a dream I knowSwings and libraries do not goHe crosses the lobby unimpressedBy my swing or lack of dress.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1121425/ A waterfall I hearAnd search out the soundIt's roar surrounds me amidethe water's sprayUnprepared photos I takePhone's batteries are lowSo I go . . .Down wooden stairs I trodStepping back into thepastDeeper and deeper into thedarkOf mother's own heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1121413/ I swim against currentsfastIn Moonlight beams ofbroken glass I follow. Crawl out on molten landShifting wildly beneathwet handsI followRun a race across red sandUndulations below my feetI followShadows flee along thepathEver chasing . . . yetI f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1121397/ Dreams in poetry form http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1121391/ Sometimes those routine farm jobs run into complications unexpected.  Today was one of those days.It was a pretty day, so pretty that I decided Emma, my little mare, would enjoy more if I put her out in the main pasture.  She's been in the barn paddock all winter and has been feeling frisk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1120737/ For Helena's Blue Rose Cafe ~ Form: TANKA contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1117873/ Entry for Helena's Blue Rose Cafe~Prompt contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1117851/ DermabrasionRough, pricklyScraps, sands, chaffsA rude way to wakeRaw http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1115273/ Just a little fun. Looking through my dog's eyes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1114183/ Details The CINQUAIN is a poem or stanza of five lines. There are two kinds, the most popular and the one we use for this competition being as shown: Line 1 ~ One word (a NOUN) naming the subject of http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1112384/ Another journal entry from spring of 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1111308/ An entry from last springs journal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1111271/ From the comforts of my bedA pattering is heard above my headRain coming downDrowning me in soundEyes by darkness blindOpen wide no light to findBlinded by nature's rightSuccumb to the nightDampness permeates the airChasing away dreams so fairSoft blanket tightly hugWarm beckoning dreams tugDreams c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1108149/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1108147/ TOVLI'S CHALLENGE 1. bound 2. den 3. suffering 4. dressed 5. armour 6. points 7. wrapped 8. moment 9. skin 10. last the classic 10/40: use all 10 words in a poem no more and no less than 40 words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1108094/ TOVLI'S CHALLENGE 1. bound 2. den 3. suffering 4. dressed 5. armour 6. points 7. wrapped 8. moment 9. skin 10. last the classic 10/40: use all 10 words in a poem no more and no less than 40 words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1108088/ The journey to knowledge has surprising discoveries along the way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1033409/ Writing Challenge ~ WORD ACROSTIC Using all ten words of this poetry line, I am a man in love with the setting stars (from Robert Bly’s The Night Abraham Called to the Stars), write an acrostic – http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1032908/ Something warm and wet brought me from the depths of sleep. It wrapped around my toes, then followed the arches of my feet. At this point I was completely awake.The dawn's early light casts shadows across the room and all I can see are golden, almond shaped eyes shining out from dark shaggy fur. Som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1032379/ Drippingwater echoed softly off the cavern walls. Golden light penetratedthe depths of the underground sanctuary to the dancing delight ofdust motes wakened from slumber. Green tendrils stretched forth fromthe ground seeking warmth of the sun. Ilistened to the sounds of home and breathed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1032372/ contest rules 1. Write a poem usuing all ten words 2. Use exactly FORTY words 3. The poem must use the words in order (i.e. perfume, first, merciful last perfume splended presence oblivion purer glas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1016102/ The storm rocked the land, shaking trees in its passing fury.  The ground shook beneath a flooded landscape.  Flashes of lightening  singed the earth and where it hit the surface it's pulsing traveled  down creating a heartbeat within the mantle.  Below, from the safety of a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1016087/ short ideas that may or may not turn into something. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1016086/ Shrouded in mystery you I seeCloaked below a mighty treeFloors creaking with decayMy curiosity you stokeFloors of one to threeA mystery you are to meEmpty rooms that echo stillPlates left food has chilledRotting lace the windows drapeFiltering sun to a pallid shadowSparkles dust and hollow matterThr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1013983/ Upon her back I slide She's off with a strideCatching hold of her sidesAs forward I rideBeneath me her back is wideBelow us the earth glidesNature secrets confidesAs together we seek to hideUnderneath me she shiedA crow hop she triedAs a change of direction she viedShe has her prideAs together we ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/1012588/ Picking berries is not a choreFaith it restoresBalance of all that is rightIn early morning lightPicking berries gives us moreWipes away nights sores http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/994112/ Shadows dance on a rainy nightFlickers of you and meIn the canopy aboveShadows dance aloftLit from belowA earthly beam shines lowShadows dance among the leavesHands a moving showUp and down with rhythm they goShadows dance the dinner showHands seek to give reliefSteady strong and slowShadows dan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/971755/ His comfort floats on the airIt's the breeze that caresses my hairThe songs of the nightWhispering into sleep laden earsHis comfort comes with a soft touchFrom a unlikely pairIt's the soft velvet paw as it pats my cheekThe wet warm tongue massaging my feetHis comfort comes on a bright starry nightWh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/970577/ As the world drew to a close she took all that was dear and withdrew into the depths of the earth.  Holding them close she felt no fear as into the womb they disappeared.  Feeling the shaking that would not go away.  From the distant worldly skies, trespassers searched for each one.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/969205/ From the silence of the night a baa callsListen close and hearMother sheep calling lambs nearAnother baa follows asLambs answer and search to findMother's udder warm and fullWhite warm liquid they drink their fillFrom the silence a bird draws nearSinging loudlyWhippoorwill, whip'0'wilOff in the dist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/966445/ Rivers of lightEbb and FlowA steady gleaming eddySwirling twirling to and froEerie sight to watching eyesDrums of thunder surgeOvercoming senses it swellsDeafening in it's roarEarth shudders from the soundRadiates through the night Still onward they travelBeacons flashing all aroundFloating sof.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/965959/ Song of the night beckons meSoft and quiet the pathway showsTender light ebbs and flowsSurrendering I go Lights arise from the mistHovering their presence aboundsEerie light they sowNight's rainbow Around me I hear them touch downGentle crackles all aroundHidden hallows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/965443/ (Softly I lie under the wolf's gaze. Fear not his intense look, for it speaks of you) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/964045/ Tonight's PrayersTonight's prayers sing of you.Your path, your way, your heart.Tonight I watch and listen toYour voice rustling in the trees.Tonight I watch and see your stars In skies of midnight blue.Tonight I feel the softness of your touchAs past me the wind doth brushTonight I smell your sweet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/964044/ Busy work is what I doWhen I think of youBusy work to distractWhat you attractBusy work fills my daysPuts me into a misty hazeBusy work fills the voidBut leaves me feeling annoyedBusy work gets much doneBefore the setting of the sunButBusy work does not fillThe void I feelAs I sit aloneThinking of y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/963982/ Milking by the Creator's nightlightsSpread across a crystal clear skyListening to His Forestial ChorusFluttering wing and singing frogTucked away in His small cornerSafe and sound I stayMilking under the Creator's lights of nightThe most glorious place to pray http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/950788/ The wind whistled down on meSun kissed skin aglow I seeWhispering leaves talk of theeAs sheltered from the world are weAll around the woods a hushIn awe of this physical rushTogether as one we brushBringing forth prolonged gushEmbrace of gentle closenessTender in strong softnessGlowing in the nearne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/890056/ I've fallen into harms wayCollapsed beneath his spellOpened wide in his guiseThat left me wishing wellI've fallen into harms wayLeft warm by imagined kissWarmth chilled by jilted twistThat left me well wishedI've fallen into harms wayOh his arms I missThe teasing smile that crossed milesI must him w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/847916/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetspringfarm/847914/