http://slow.writerscafe.org/robtaylor39 The original writings of author Rob Taylor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776195864 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Try’in to hide, From long cold nights, Hot sun burn’s, Wind blows wild, So deep so hard, Like sandpaper scars, upon my skin.  Red from sun, Blue from cold, Try’in to hide, Skin not so t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/641072/ LOVE’S TEST As the two walked on, Warm summer skiesA smile was seen, Upon two formsAs hand in hand, Youth finding loveNew feelings growing, Fresh glow, yes love. Then, in sudden fright, She stoppedA young girl’s scream, Was all he heardThere on the path, On wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/635897/ Beyond the dark of deep vast spaceBeyond the farthest mankind has seenA cloud of mist which creation leftHas slowly gathered in one placeTwisting turning, a rushing flowAs dust moves into the heartThe cloud of mist is now a star Heat produced from the forming massWith passing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/634408/ I bought a brand new car todayGonn’a take a trip  so far awayLife’s up’s and down’s get in my wayThe sky of blue has turned to gray Like black and blue I feel the hurtAn empty bottle’s all I gotJust don’t remember stormy way’sAlways.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/634404/ I think tomorrow always hides,Just beyond the distant sun.Then every night as we lye in sleep,Day slips in behind our dreams.Then as we slowly awake,We open wide are sleeping eyes.So we can watch today arrive,Just beyond far Mountain Tops.Tomorrow will arrive as it always does,Whil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/634401/ EMPTY PLACES, EMPTY SPACES I reach across an open space I stretch my arm towards the place The place where I thought you should be There was nothing there for me EMPTY PLACES, EMPTY SPACES Emptiness I feel so deep inside As I search for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/634398/ SOUNDS LIKE A COUNTRY SONG She Said that she was leaving and that’s what she did todayThe note she left only saidThat’s All She didn’t say goodbyeBut she did say there wereNo more tears left to cryThat’s All She said she’d tried and triedAnd t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/634396/ Don't Sleep Talk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/602468/ unedited story/poem [whatever] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/602365/ none http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/602138/ A NEIGHBOR GIRL http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/556444/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/320448/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/301933/ Just words... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/300905/ I RECEIVED THIS IN MY EMAIL I DID NOT WRITE IT, I HAVE NO IDEA WHO DID, BUT IF ANYONE KNOWS I GIVE THEM 100% CREDIT AND THANK THEM FOR THE LAUGH. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/300263/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/300190/ A Memory From Passing Time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/299823/ The thing that bothers me todayIs that my door bell never ringsWhen that tiny little buttonGets a gentle push from human hand I never know who may be standingJust outside that big oak doorIt could be someone who today willChase way my sad so I can smile Maybe it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/299380/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/298983/ A Short Horror Story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/298970/ One picture I haveOnly one she sentTime has faded clearnessCorners now are bentI still see her smileHer bright, her sparkling eyesJust one old photograph I haveSo faded now, so aged with time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/298842/ is true http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/297970/  The ice cream flakes of snow which falls, from vanilla clouds above Below, upon tiny small, pea gravel stones, like chocolate chips they fall.Slowly as ice cream flakes do spiral down, twisting, tumbling, turning,To ground of Mother Earth below, her soft breath blowing, just to ea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/297788/  There awaiting white sail unfurledAwaiting winds to set her freeAcross wide seas to find new placesWondrous places never seenJourney free white masted giantYou tall ship wandering beneath blue skyUse Stars and Sun to steer course byOh sailor traveling upon rolling seasReturn .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/294788/ Just who we are, where do we come from. Are we the creation, of a powerful GOD. Or are we just, as science proclaims. The creature which climbed, From deep salty seas. To change and in time, no longer crawl in the sand. but rise up and become,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/294592/ just thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/294390/ A FINDING http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/294200/ JUST THOUGHTS http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/292961/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/292274/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/291580/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/290923/ Look up to skySo blue aboveA speck to seeFloats slowly byTwo wings reach outTo catch strong windsPull up, up, upFloat down again To turn then dipToward earth belowSo wild so freeThat Eagle isA raptor grandA symbol claimedOne nation standsWhere all are freeWhere many d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/290462/  HE WAS TERROR IN THE SADDLEAS HE RODE HERE IN THE WEST,HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIMAT THE DUST CLOUD HE HAD LEFT. HIS SIX-GUNS ALWAYS READYSTRAPPED SECURELY TO HIS HIP,ALWAYS LOOKING OUT FOR BAD GUYSHE WATCHED FOR THEM TO MAKE A SLIP. HE'D HEARD THEY'D ROBBED A BA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/290314/  OH WOE IS ME, THAT’S WHAT I CRIED,YOU SEE THIS BUMP, THIS KNOT, THIS SWELLING,LOOK UP, HERE, ON TOP MY HEAD,THE SPOT THAT’S BLACK AND BLUE AND RED,“STRIKE TWO”, THE HOME PLATE UMPIRE SAID. I GOT THIS LUMP, I WANTED NOT,I HEARD THE WARNING CALLS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/290307/ In night’s moonlightOn a rounded hill  Where once there stood A tree so grandIts branches greenReaching out to skyEach year it’s seeds  Strong wind did spreadSo far and wideAcross this land More trees did growA forest standThen axe and saw The hand of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/robtaylor39/290188/