http://slow.writerscafe.org/missred The original writings of author MissRed en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016751 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 self-explanatory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/333612/ the damage is done over and over againeach week another dent, another dingdemolishing me little by littlei don't even recognize myself anymore. i think there can be peace with time, more timebut days go by and into weeks, soon monthsthe pain still grows and growsi'm left holding.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/300118/ and there we stoodlooking at one anotherfor the first time in almost a yearsome things had changedthings that i didn't want to seeit was things that had stayed the samethat i wanted to bathe in, relishi could have stood there for hoursjust looking at you, rememorizingtaking you all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/288596/ self-explanatory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/288581/ my life is so like the gravel beneath the tiresworn and ridden, time and againpressed and achingfor new and smoothi'm hot and darkabused by everythingused by everyoneso low am ilow and deadnothing through all my existencei want so much to pick up and gobut things will never cha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284597/ Written for a dear friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284586/ The loss of life before it has really begun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284575/ You try and figure it out! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284567/ i locked eyes with himhe was scared, i could tellbut he held on and oni wanted so badly to turn and runor kill him, ruin him, just hate himand i couldn't do that simple thingand from anger to confusionfrom strength to pride to fearto pity him, no, pity mehis eyes changed over and o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284565/ learning an awful truth (by the way, not true! lol) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284564/ About a sleeping child on a cold winter night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284562/ How everything changes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284555/ Just when you think you are so alike, you find you are so different... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284553/ do you watch me when i sleepdo i seem calm and tenderdo you want to touch mefirst on my facethen my thighdo you think i would wake up when the day is donei just want to leave into nightand you feel me upwith your very presencei unwind in front of youi'm naked and dead be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284552/ not sure what inspired this one. it has been awhile! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284548/ Another one from long ago. I have to wonder, who inspired this? I don't even remember! So much for love! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284540/ Another "family" poem from long ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284530/ Written about 16 years ago about a Panhandle storm. Weird reading old stuff... My family always headed out to watch the storms, and, living in the country, we had perfect views. These moments were some of the few that we could connect without words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284519/ About the bond women form with friendships http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284511/ Watching sunsets used to be one of my favorite things as a child. Aside from finding things within each cloud, I would just revel in the peace and comfort that a really beautiful sunset can bring. I miss those days... Ignorance is bliss. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284437/ I wrote this for a contest, Revenge. I'm actually a pretty mild and tame person, and I can think of lots of terrible things to do as revenge, but I could never actually do them! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/284426/ Written for and about my son, now 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/282157/ Just had this image in my head and started writing from the woman's point of view. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/282156/ Not sure where this came from. Just started writing and this came out! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/282153/ my sleepy mind just started writing this out at 3 am. i refused to get up and write it all down. i'm sure it was better then but this is what i remember http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281919/ how a child's cry touches a parent's heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281601/ guess it was all wishful thinkingthat you could be someone specialsomeone who really meant what he saidsomeone who was willing to stick by meyou said through thick and thinit is thick and suddenly there is no youi was a fool wasn't iand you can't even tell me thisso in the back of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281599/ i'm almost too tired to carethe sleepless night last night was just enoughfor me to say that a change is not such a bad thingbut then i worry all day todaya headache and the tired pulling me both ways at oncewhat i want and what i can haveare not even close to the sameand i'll be dam**.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281598/ no one hears but meno matter how loudhow longhow mad i amhow sad i ambut i do it anywayi'm cleaning the closetsthrowing out the skeletonsputting an end to the wrath that has been meclosing the door on the pastthat haunts me even in my sleepi'm moving on in the best of waysi'm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281597/ what a mess it will bea spilling of everything kept inside for so longi don't even know what is therebecause i don't think i even know mei'm my own strangertired, fake, aloneplaying the part so wellbut all good things come to an endmy end can't be so far awayi can sense itlike ap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281596/ what you don't know is that i have criedso many nights and so many daysi'm filled with a sadness for us bothfor you, i'm afraid that i have caused you painfor me, because i have caused myself painis pain all it comes down to with ushow unfair, how wrongfor before there was sunshine, a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281595/ if i ever we cross paths againwill i smile and say hellojust ask how you have beenor will i not be able to stop myselfand i will look at you with sadness and hurtunable to get out the niceties at allor will i suddenly be filled with anger and painthat i have worked to keep in tightwi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281594/ fear of the unknown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281593/ what i wanted you to knowi could never sayeven if i were dyingand i don't know why.i frown at myself for being so scaredwould it be so badto see you walk away?but things go unsaidwill i look back someday with regretor will it not matter anyway? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281591/ am one of those that can deceive peopleit isn't a good thing, a noble thingit is a tricky sort of thingthat i like and that i wish i couldn't doall at oncei'm the sweet one, the sassy one, the one with the loud laugh and the bright eyesand then again...i'm the one that doubts, tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281590/ i owe you something more than i can givei want to tear off what i can spareso that you won't forgetyou can't forget what you hold closethis is know to be trueit means something, maybe only to mebut it is still enough to usher me ona little bit, a taste, a touchthere will be an end,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281589/ why was i still so weakwhen it was you who made me so strongin my worst momentsyou were my herothe one to lift me up and make me smileit wasn't that you weren't enough for meyou were everythingi fell down and didn't get upi don't know what i expectedyou hand? your heart still?you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281588/ i get the feeling that i could step right overyour walls and onto the other side of youwithout a leap, a jump, or any climbing at alldo you even have walls at alli'm a bit envious for i have spent yearsbuilding mine up higheven i don't always want to see onto the other sideit wasn't a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281586/ if i remember correctlyand i usually dowe were strangers from the startyou had a scary look about youi felt your eyes all the way through my spinei didn't like it muchdo you still look at me the same wayit doesn't bother me nowtruth be toldi don't know you any more than i did then.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281584/ tutned and saw the death of sister maryin the back of my mindthe riverboat queentake away the pain i almost needthrough the deep mud, her hands sifted slowwith my eyes so tightly closedi think the blood of sundown may never comei worry as through my lids i see the suntime never goes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281583/ simple childhood memories and the impact they have on the now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281581/ the last goodbye is always the worstand i struggle to remember the firstbecause at least with that onei knew that i would see you againand not just in some dream thatcomes with the heat of the nightand empty, useless sleepand worst of all, i can't rememberthe little things, the detai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281579/ pull me out of my hole,away from my guilty lonliness,away from all of those thingsthat can never be and never will be.do i find comfort in you somehow?you fill my day, take me away from reality.i don't want to stop, but i do.we were inches, maybe feet, as close,but years away from an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281578/ i never wanted to let you gothat moment, that touchyour heat as the drums played oneverything circled around usthe lights danced, the laughter seemed to float aboveand i thought it could go on and onbut when you let me goi think now something in you knewthat this letting go was so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281576/ a peaceful, easy happiness settles my mind and heartthey are both a messof pain, fear, longing, and lonlinessyou come along as if to cure iti don't know, but i won't put up a fightis there something in you i deserve?i want so badly for that to be truea break, a chance, a reasoni coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281575/ the breeze off of the lake washes over melike my sins on this hot dayand i feel a chill of guilt and regretlike none i've ever felt beforei look out across the waterand the gentle waves go back and forthover and again so that i am left hyptnotizedstuck inbetween here and therelost so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281574/ when it has all fallen apart and you are just...lost http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281573/ my shoulders are hot and burningi feel them crisp and red, blistering in the sun.it is a feeling of life,a pain that is good.i fall back, my face up to the sun,and with my eyes closed tighti can see a kaleidiscope of color that slowly fades.the rock of the boat calms me, cleans me.ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281571/ i am pretty sure by now that one thing is truei am the biggest mistake you have ever madeand my heart breaks again and againand i think i feel your angeryour pain and your regretall of it yelled out in my namewhen i take the time to stop and rememberjust what it felt like the first tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281570/ do i bring you to your kneesyou look at me like you worship mei'm no queen, no angel, nothing to be smiled atthe way you smile at methere was one that i thought i had changedhe looked at me and blinkedi wanted to hurt his eyes and he wanted me to go awayi wanted to shove him away and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/missred/281567/