http://slow.writerscafe.org/nicole89marsh The original writings of author Nicole en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029759 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Still in the process of tweaking this... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1187218/ Any idea where to go from here? I have an idea, but curious to see where y'all see it going. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1187214/ Cause I need you now...and wish you were here somehow.I gotta keep on tryingbecause sooner or later...we're going to find,it's you and Iagainst the worldWe can take them on.(you and I can take them on)it doesn't matter what they say,it's you and I.I can't do this on my own,I can't wake up someday wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1187213/ Every single game,I accepted the blame.Your rules kept changing,My will was bending.    Two of us were colliding.Trying to fit yourimage of perfect,your venom, I choose to inject.self-esteem wrecked,flattened to the floor,prisoner of war.Never good enough,C.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1140801/ More insight from a 15-16 year old self, haha. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1132970/ Accordingto the Merriam Webster dictionaryPeace is a nounA state of tranquility or quietSecurity or order within a communityProvided for by law or custom But the dictionary is a piece of…shhhhIn my book peace isn’t a noun…its ironicIt’s a struggleBecau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1121820/ Peace be with youBecause my piece is with meTucked neatly between the seams of my jeansSee there is no way for me to achieve peaceBecause as long as there are people with a pieceI will never be able to eternally put down mineLove…is there really tranquility in loveBecause even t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1121818/ Directingseventy ton tanksTo blast pacifism and mass religionSo you can find peace of mind at the gas pump paying a few cents lessNow that’s senselessPushing the envelope to pack deeper pocketsPeace is a commodity only able to be bought in the suburbsWe just put a price tag o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1121817/ You are the cloud floating in the sky,And I am the fish swimming in the sea.Both created by mother nature,But more different we could not be.You are a glass of lemonade,Amd I am a cup of tea.Both can be enjoyed,But different still are we.You are the door on the corner,And I am th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1120291/ My biggest 'secret' of 2012... felt so good to get this out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1098580/ My heart is under siege,Walls built up high, towards the sky,Out of reach.The fortress impenetrable, Bulletproof, bombproof.Majestic, estimable,Once more the heart is aloof.Impenetrable, yet you hold the key. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1097717/ Wrote this after a conversation with a friend last night. He gave me the idea for this, even though it's not actually what we were discussing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1097665/ When you reach for astar,It always seems sofar,But with every step,You're getting nearerCloser and closer,Till things couldn'tbe clearer. Climbing higher andhigher,To reach heart'severy desire,No use trying to putout this interal fire. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1097663/ Where the line in my tattoo comes from. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1097662/ Watch as this tearfalls into empty space See it fall intolife's nameless place Can you see thesparkle as it catches the light That sparkle once washappiness, no longer in sight As it falls watch it,its color has changed From blue to brightred, it has a wide range .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1097659/ The bathtub overflowsWith dirty water and dirty thoughtsCheap scented candles And worn out clothes Litter the floor While my naked body Cold and desperate Exposed and frightened Sits in the middle of it all With a razor in one hand And a bottle of booze in the other Black b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1091138/            She looks at him. Today he leaves,to do new things. Today he leaves, to go to a whole new place. Without her. Shehas so much to tell him, but she don't know how. She wants to sit down next tohim, and confess exactly how she feels. Sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1089857/ After a long day at work, he was finally walkingdown the stairs to his apartment. Throughout the day he received messages onhis phone, messages she sent saying how badly she wanted him. Some of thosemessages were photos… his favorite kind, displaying her voluptuous curves  and supp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1089807/ I wrote this poem when I was struggling to find out who I am, as a deaf person. The butterfly wings and the colors represent the vibrancy of deaf culture http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1089223/ I wrote this quite a few years ago when I was 16, so this piece is a bit old now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1089218/ For the victims of the Sandy Hook School Elementary shooting, may they rest in peace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1089108/ Loveis overrated and happiness can be debatedI could seize the day and listen to what wise men sayBut there’s always tomorrow to break me in half then laughI overthunk and sunk myself deeper into this potholeOf unreachable goalsI got a mouthful of doubtful poemsUncertainty of e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1084229/ Wantto be able to leave impressionsOf facial expressions in steelTo instill a sense of confidence with common senseTo rearrange the present tenseHence the poker faceKing of spades pupils frozen and steel likeSo place your bets on favorite political fat cat in this rat raceSnap the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nicole89marsh/1084061/