http://slow.writerscafe.org/Lexxus10 The original writings of author Alexa Tarvid en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047020 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about Amy Lee, the lead singer of Evanescence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/794622/ “In his pride the wicked does not seek him;In his thoughts there is no room for God.” -Psalm 10:4 When we think we know the way,We Don’t.When we put our own shovelTo the dirt of the un-walked,We our leading ourselvesInto the wilderness.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/701573/ Bite my tongueUntil it bleeds, Steel could bendBetween my palm and digits,It clatters to the groundLike a bullet casing, Fire consumes,It eats like cancer to the cells,But shhhh…I’ll be quiet,Swallow these flamesLet it si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/693776/ Building bridgesBuild those bridges,I will swallow your wordsAnd spit out bricks made of charcoal, I watch from a tower,Safe from your arrows,But you aim at anotherAnd write “love” on the tip. What will she do?When she realizes sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/686796/ Paint the skyWith shades of ocean,You tossed lanterns highFor the moon to play with, They tell stories togetherKeeping the sun entertained,Tales of giants and princesses,Dragons and game, Shades of depthSpotted with guides,A map of ancien.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/676071/ Metal screamsAs sparks flee from their creator,The purpose of coalNow being usedTo serve the enemy,Cars upon cars,Weary of travelThey were promised to neverHave to venture,A promise grasped again,The last minute epiphanyOf an uncle and a recital invitation,Fix it,The metal cools,The mule's exhaustio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/673132/ They grow in thick,White fiberWith white tips, Like the roots of a treeThey sprout from my skin, I will not lie to you,I have broken them too,Sometimes,My spine gets coldAt the thought of flying, I pile up the ceilings,Rip th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/673130/ If I wait here long enough,She’ll come get me. After all,I came from her bellyShe told meI would always be a part of her,She will come get me …Won’t she? My knees are soakedWith tears shed by grass,Mud is clinging T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/670563/ Surround me,Move me,The ring is mesmorizing,To be held captive by a sound,Darkness.When nothingExcept everythingEnvelopes the mind,All is clear with the ring,At first,A mist,A second guessa questioning of existence,Does the light look differentlyNow?Until the knowledge dawns,It is not nowhere butEve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/669661/ We take our time,Read between the lines,I will never be yours.No matter how hard you try,And you want it all,Or nothing at all,And I am left hereWalking all alone.Because its notJust you,It's every one,EverySingleOne.So I walk.Hands in my pocketsAnd my moving castle,And you goneThe next one in your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/663685/ You fell far,But I didn'tFall at all.When you came crashing down,I touched the cloudsFar far from your offer,Does it hurt?Knowing that you jumped.And I didn't.I never promised toNever agreed to love you,So when you held out your handI stretched my wings,Did it hurt?When you hit the ground alone.When.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/663224/ ScribbleScribble,We'll create lines and curves,Circles and dots,We'll let our heartOoze from the tip of our pencil.Because that is what poetsDo.You seeThis world is ink,And you...Well you the paperSee we scribble,And scribble.We paint your armsWith metaphorsAnd wrap your torsoIn rhymes and playful l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/662386/ I am,In time,Refined.Like the rocks at the bottom of the oceanMy edges become smoother and smoother,There is a reasonI'm sure,That God has called me to these waves,They fall differently than others,The cold cutsAnd the water drowns,But who can I blame?My surface so roughFrom the path travelledTo get.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/648464/ Step.Back.Where did I go?Someone cut my ropeAnd ate all my crumbs,Is it just me?Or are these walls growing,The leaves are getting thicker,And these thorns are getting sharper,I must have taken a wrong turn,This doesn't look anythingLike my home,When did I fall down the rabbit hole?Who is pulling the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/647058/ Bright lightsDance floorStep one.Step TwoHead backThey say relax,Composure intact,But directionI don't need,Instructions?Baby please...This body doesn't need a manualIt's continualThe purest connection,From the speaker to the blood streamWhat you need...I know what you need...You need a good melody,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/647040/ A mirror,I am beautifulI am beautifulI am beautiful,But these scars,They stay,I am beautifulI am beautiful,But these marks,They don't go away,I am beautiful...If I say it enough,Will I believe it?Will these walls come crashing down?Is it in the wreckage that I find myself?Me...I am beautifulI am bea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/641542/ Will you dance with me?I know I can't quite moveLike I used to,But My Darling,The sky is snowing,And you are glowing,So pleaseJoin me for this dance,Let me draw you close,Like when my gripOn your waist was strong,And your hair was chestnut blonde,When passion filled our eyesAnd we made love every ni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/641165/ I am a daddy's girl,When people ask me why I walk so fast,I tell 'em, "Because my daddy does,"When they ask me whyI know so much about the stars,I tell 'em, "Because my daddy taught me,"When they ask me whyI know how to play golf and tennis,I tell 'em, "Because my daddy showed me,"And when people as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/637618/ My soul is cold,Drenched in the tearsOf this raging storm,The tree that once protected it,The tree that kept it dry and warm,Was brought down in secondsBy the lightening Of this raging storm,It shivers,Can't you see?When my eyes flickerWhen you look right at me,But it is just for a little while,So I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/631096/ Hello You,I know You,I have been tryingso very hardto get rid of You,But here he comes,Getting You to jump up and down,We recognize him,Different faceDifferent shape,With a similar heartThat you will break,But there He is,A different man altogether,A man unlike all the others,Wha-what?What are You d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/625371/ Cursed by Apollo to see the future but never be heard, Cassandra battles with the knowledge she must bear alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/621328/ When I sit down to write a poem, I realize that I can lie to myself but not to my poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/621321/ Clap your handsRaise your armsFor the anthemof your soul.Stand upShake his handA new worldA new song,Clap your hands.We move togetherTalk to eachotherThis is our anthemRaise your arms.It takes one for a voiceBut more for a shoutA screamA voice that can't be ignored.So clap your hands. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/618599/ We go to college to learn more about what we love and how to make more money doing it, but what about those classes we HAVE to take? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/616126/ Swing swing,Drops wet the chips,Why must they be so cruel,First they worryNow they lock the door,I wish we didn't exist,Then I could see the stars,I wish I could stay here forever,Watching my breath and the headlights,Here I am,But they don't see me,Maybe something will growWhere my sorrow falls,But.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/610011/ Swing swing,I can see my breath,I wish we didn't exist,Then I could see the stars,I want to go higherBut I cant,Not while I'm writing,They are cold,The chains that hold my weight,If I could warm them I would,But instead they make iceOut of my bone,I shouldn't be out here,They will worry,But I don't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/610008/ When we look back at all the people we have met and let go of, it causes us to wonder where they are now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/607465/ Throw my hands up,I give up!You ask for meAnd I answer,But will you ever change?Will the words sink in?A foot tap,Hands at my hips,Another one!She sleeps in your bed,And you tangle her heart,But you know its not,You know she's not what God wants,Once upon a time,You had my heart,But it doesn't mean .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/601484/ Dreams can be the trickiest things. Especially when they create a scene that you never imagined could give you those feelings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/600656/ There are two sides to every story. One side tends to be silent and the other more obvious like a painter and a painting. But when that normally silent side is given a voice, what would be said? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/600571/ We are scarred by those that hurt us. But when one of those scars doesnt heal, how far will the infection go? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/598822/ Agamemnon received the winds to sail his thousands of ships to Troy but at what cost did the king have to pay? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/596538/ A ribbonFor a soul,Wrapped around my finger,I was wrapped around your heart,A ribbonFor a soul,I must of pulled too hard,Or let it loose for too long,Because it slipped from my fingerAnd lays at the neck,I am sufficatingAs the ribbon you walk away withcloses in on my throat,I must have pulled too ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/595730/ SCENE: The stage is completely dark.  One single spotlight fades in to focus on a gentleman in his mid 50s, Jared, holding a briefcase and standing slight left of center.  He is dressed in a grey business suit and ocean blue tie.  The emotions on his face show caution and searching.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/592138/ "So speak whisper scream, Do what you think you must to get even close enough to touch us..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/585638/ The face that stared back at her did not feel like her own.  She swept the bright red hair from her shoulders and held it in a clump on the back of her head.  Aislinn had always been pale, but for the last few weeks she had started to look less like herself and more like death.  The d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/576322/ The leaves had no color.  Aislinn found herself in a forest of black and white.  She bent down and plucked one blade of grass from it's life source.  It was a deep grey.  Everything was shades of grey.The wind began to play with her hair.  And as she held a few strands in he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/575336/ Dear flameDo not go out,Please flame,You have brought me warmth,You have brought me protection,Poor flame,You struggle against the wind,It's strength threatening extinction,No flame!You cannot go outYou cannot leave me, Leave me cold and alone,Here!I will protect you,My hands will act as a shield,My.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/575321/ When a love is kept secret and then stripped away, how does one conquer and move on from the doubt that it even existed at all? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/563791/ When life continues to move on, we can be haunted by those that different paths and futures leave behind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/562854/ When the love of his life is faced with a deathly sickness, he finds himself humbled to the ground and his voice calling to the skies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/556744/ Write another line,To one I'll never touch,The words all differentClashing and dancingOnly to speak the same feeling,I watch you move,You are everything I never wanted,Everything I have hated my whole life,And yet the words continue to comeClashing and dancingOnly to speak the opposite,Opposite of a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/551884/ Lets play a game,I wish to play a game with you,A cat and mouse so to speak,A hunter and the hunted,We shall play this game,You can use your legsAnd I my claws,You have to run for this game,Oh no,You broke a rule,Woods are off limits my friend,That's for your sake,Because no matter whatI'll find you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/527989/ The battle of humanity and the imperfection and fatigue of existence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/527709/ The world is black,I hear itThe rain,It feels cool on my skin,A contrast to the heat of the night,It's black,But I hear the rain,It hits the street in a symphany of color,Hot pinks and lime greens wash over my bare feet,Then... I feel it,It's black,But the rain pours down in color,It hits the paveme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/514957/ Look at her,You are hurting her,You can't decide,Pulled between two different lives,But look at her,Look at how beautiful she is,You pull her close,You hold her tight,But tonight she's not the one in your bed,Tonight you'll devote your sweet words to someone else,You can't decide,But she deserves a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/511993/ The poison,I can feel it,It tugs at your mind,It runs through your veins,I have crumpled,The sickness in my stomachHas brought me to my knees,But the poison is not in me,It's in you,Oh what I would do to look into your eyes,To see that blue that matches the tears I cry,Because the poison,It will tak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/510440/ I get so lost sometimes,My focus shifts from topic to mind,The banging can get so loud in this world,It drowns out the beautyLike the buzz of the wings of a hummingbird,I do not wish to miss that sound,I do not wish to lose myself,My words,My words,They are who I am,They make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/504472/ The biggest mistake I have ever made was trying to succeed.  My mind travels back to that infamous day I decided to grab hold of the corporate latter and begin my ascent.  These memories of course rush through my head as my eyes stare down the barrel of a gun.  How the hell did I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/481361/ When we begin to look at our past, we have to make a choice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lexxus10/474580/