http://slow.writerscafe.org/JRCTalberg The original writings of author JRC Talberg en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016757 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am he who lurks in the shadowy cornerof a burning house,swimming through peripheral hallucination.The water of my mind keeps the fire off my skin.I am he who falls slowly through the kitchen, looking for berries, for sweet chocolate, for sustenance,for a companion, for sanity, for a light to illum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1606441/ She glitters with a smile,She laughs long, loves slow.She's pretending;what they don't know, is that she wasalmost goneten days ago.She keeps her secret wellbehind big blue eyes,shining with apparent happiness, behind them only lies.(She almost fell to the hell,behind her big blue eyes,&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1137386/ The Forest of Pools, as the Halkka of Dark Water had christened it, was the gateway to all the worlds, alive worlds, dead worlds, dark worlds, light worlds. It had been 42 days that Ithrael had been there, yet the ghostly green light that filtered through the thick leaves above had stayed ever-pres.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1099111/ We will see, won't we? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1099110/ Remember Imagine this; Well, she is still here, on this Earth, walking and talking and laughing her precious laugh, but alas, she is lost to you. The person she was is dead. Never again will she hug you with that caring tenderness, never again. Never again. Never again. She won't remember you on he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1094993/ Done and over, the past is in the pastLooking over me, as I return homeIn the warriors caravan, I return at lastFrom the caravan of wandering men, I alone roam.It is almost over, so soon I can restSo soon will quiet sleep take my headWith dreams full of memories, lestIn this late hour, memories be d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1091452/ Tears, tears, cry your filthy tears, salty tears,They don't understand, no one truly doesThey jest and they jeer at scars they will feel,For in due time, they will feel those same tears, Carving pathways in the dirt down there cheekAnd never again will they laugh and sneerAt tears, tears, your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1087596/ Lets talk,Before the sky and the stars and the moon,Collapse on our sweet love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1078871/ Keep the earth, Below my feet.Let me stay strong in this darkness.Let me not fall,To those whispers.Keep the earth, Below my feet.Let me keep my promises,My love.Let me keep my beliefs, My fight.Keep the earth below my feet.For I struggle to hold my groundIn this earthquake of changeB.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1078859/ A love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1075310/ The final installment of a five part series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1074753/ The 4th in a series of five poems under 20 words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1074716/ Another story poem in a set of 5 that tell a story in left then 20 words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1074294/ The second in a series of ten short poems that tell a story in less then twenty words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1074291/ A new series of 5 poems i'm writing that will tell a story in less then 20 words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1074289/ I want to promise you everything.I want to promise you everything, but promises are more often broken then not.In this dark world, promises mean nothing.And tomorrow will be different then today.Remember.Remember these thoughts and this love.I will forever remember that night beneath the stars.All a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1073664/ A very short poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1073648/ Old grey men, with long beards and scraggly hair, who come to offer their wisdom in the dark night. Old grey men, who offer their peaceful words in exchange for a promise. Old grey men, who have seen this world and know it well. Old grey men who protest for the future. Old grey men, who fall softly .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1073578/ A fictional story of love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1072727/ A short poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1072711/ A poem based on the movie "Finding Neverland". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1072661/ We are together, A thousand years passIn a beat of my fallen heart.And growing old together shall seal my fallen heart,blinding my mind, as I am truly content toHold your hand under the soft, whispered lightOf this moon forever.A gargoyle should be wrapped around my fallen heartTo protect me fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1070781/ Fear of the pastResides in the futureOur third chance is hereWhy must we fail so often?Love is fickleThe fickleness of which destroys all hopeAnd drives the heart into a dark timeWill our hearts be forever conjoined?Will we march through the black streets of broken lovers,Fearing only the wet paveme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1070556/ A poem written to a prompt in creative writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1070534/ A poem that is cryptically meaningful to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1070522/ A flash fiction story that I entered into a WPR ghost story competition. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JRCTalberg/1070516/