http://slow.writerscafe.org/Annzie The original writings of author Annie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776046108 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Well for those of you who haven't noticed, I've kinda been gone awhile... Got too wrapped up in things to finally write! So this is just something to throw out here... Not much, but it'll do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/577071/ Perhaps to you I am a mere entertainerA puppetwhos strings you may control at will. Pull on my heart string.See how many tearsyou can get to fall down my face. Pull on the string that controls my head.Do I look up at you?Can you get this wooden face to smile? P.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/404657/ If I gave you three wordswould you give them back? I hate you.Bitter and angry.Full of humanity's ugliest emotions. I miss you.Farewell words.Sorrowful words, almost always regretful.An unwanted ending. I love you.The most powerful words.A beautiful pain... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/404649/ A thirst that can't be quenched. A heart that can't be mended. I am without you.  My heart keeps beatingfor a cause unknownRipped in twoI can't live without you.  My life in your handsyou do not seeIf there is no youThere can be no me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/377823/ A summers dayBlonde curls cascading down small shouldersrosy cheeks bent in a grinmilk-white teeth smiling up at me: Daddy build me a kite.A kite?Whatever for?To fly away. Like mommy. Her mommy. My Angela. A different face.Pale as the moon,hair the color of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/356609/ Ok...I know it isn't a poem. But I felt like sharing a few things I've learned...even though I'm a still a teenager. =) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/350006/ No where to runNo where to hideNo where to turnWhile I die inside The forest darkensas my feet quicken.My heart racesas thick evergreens beginclosing in. An adrenaline rush.My cheeks flush with color...Faster. Black forest whirring by.Travelling at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/349640/ All my life I've been protected.All my life I've had these glass walls.Treated like a glass statue.Shattered atany time...any place... Then you came along. You broke the walls.You set me free.Shattered the glass statuethat had once been me. Marred my innoce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/349632/ One poem that I am deeply interested in perfecting...Any comments are welcome and very much appreciated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/344790/ Pieces.small piecesFalling around youas your world grows dim. Rain.pouring rainPelting down upon empty streetsas you sit there alone. Thunder.crashing thunderShaking the earthto it's roots. Cracks.deepening cracksSplitting the very earthyou walk so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/344772/ As your world fades away,what can you dobut to watch? As everything magnificentfades to grayThe spotlights dim,the sunshine dies.The world turns black,and everyone cries... The tears we shedwill do nothing to stopthe clouds from shadowing,the rain from falling... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/325269/ Really very choppy...Any ideas how this could be improved would be much appreciated." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/322416/ Fairly new and still has a few kinks... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/322106/ This is really very old...I just found it the other day and decided to post it for the thrill of it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/321730/ I couldn't help but to stare at the bookcase after she left. Was I dreaming? Had some strange girl actually talked to me? Without hating me? It seemed impossible, yet I knew it had happened. Someone had talked to me. Holly had talked to me. And what was more, she had agreed to meet me again. Tommorr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/312252/ "Yes," I breathed, still barely daring to speak, "It was." My mind was still fighting to regain control over my body. Had we been discovered...What would have happened then? What would the proffessor think? A girl? In the boys wing?! It was unheard of. Unless...I knew what conclu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/311533/ This is kinda dark for me...I was in a bad mood...Once again, just random moody words creating a storm in my head. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/311523/ There's really no meaning behind this....The phrases just came into my head and sorta strung together...It may not be the best. Actually, it's quite jumbled... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/298894/ As you're thrown downhelplesslyI watch with ease As you waildesperatelyA solemn tear runs down my cheek As she hurts youI sit silentlyWatching others dream I cannot dream as they doso peacefully and soundly;their beliefs so pure I cannot sleep as t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/289135/ Feel like I could cry a riverinvisible tears falling foreverpouring into an oceanbetween you and me I'm on one sideYou're on the othergrowing ever obliviousto the great voidyou've left inside me An emptiness to no endI cry outto no availyou slowly turn away&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/281102/ My mouth fell open at Holly's words. Everyday? How did I not hear her before? I fervently searched my memory for the sound of her beautiful voice that I'd heard before. I remembered nothing. I had walked by that old room everyday of my life multiple times; how had I not seen her? Impossible. No.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/280866/ And in that still silence I thought I heard a voice. It was a melancholy melody. Rizng and falling in an endless cadenza. Wrapping the world in it's sorrows and joys. A child's voice filled with emotion beyond what even the wisest of our kind may describe as a joyful sadness. I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/280750/ Thank you Jordan...without you this thing wouldn't have even moved an inch from where it was before! =) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Annzie/280743/