http://slow.writerscafe.org/shawnjess2 The original writings of author Shawna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776008001 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There is a place only I can go.A dream in a dream where no-one knows.A mask that contains, my soul that remains.Deep in my heart, it is so. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/2153345/ My heart was just recently broken. A love of five years...thrown away for a moment of weakness...apparently I didn't matter that much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1192765/ Descriping something I face on a day to day basis. Anxiety can really control your life if you let it. This is just a description of how it feels to deal with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1165761/ Dreams of a different notion,Tidal waves in a sleepy ocean.Midnight blue, but stars of glitter,The moon so bright, no signs of wither.Illuminious sea full of creatures in books,Scarey eyes glow, but you don't want to look.Salty smells blow by and tickle your nose,Collapse on a cloud, e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1165715/ Scooping up pickled feelings from a sour jar of hope,Dropping them into a bottomless abyss.There is no ladder for them to climb,no stones for them to step on to escape. Grab a shovel, pile on the dirt,Cover up the bitterness of everything you felt.Bury it deep so it will never be found,Not even.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1122073/ Butterfly kisses on the petal of a rose.Blush colored cheeks, freckles on her nose.Sapphire blue shines in her eyes,With little swirls of silver, your heart sees the sky. Greys and yellows, curls all around,Frame the canvas of a tale without any sound.Every wrinkle says another year has passed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1113192/ An ode to my precious Lulu, who passed away yesterday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1109752/ My soul aches with disgust.Putrid flowers, singing of crows.Wine and dine me every night.Comfort my heart, help soften the blows. Come in late, smiling upon entrance.You didn't even bother to call.You knew I would be waiting for you,Questioning everything I saw. Sharp, wicke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1105296/ Oh lonely girl, sitting quietly by the sea.You dip your toes in the warm foam, dust the sand off your knees.Your soul is full of agony, your heart drenched in sorrow.But the warm, salty water gives you it's spirit to borrow. The sun is just over the horizon, a ball of burning gold... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1103249/ Choose wisely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1101846/ Simple, fun, love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1101805/ I am a big fan of Marilyn Monroe. I know people have different opinions about her, her acting career, her singing, and so on, but I was always fascinated with her life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1101792/ Ever had one? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1100319/ Wishing I couldWishing I mightWishing awayAll of this fright.Scared of what might beWhat could have beenLoving too freelyMy only sin.Stop and breatheBut I only can cryBreaking my heartWanting to die.Leave me hereWith my wish.I want to disappearAway from this.Away from youAnd your touch.It clings to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1097956/ Once upon a time, in a far away,magical land,Was a pretty little princess with hair the color of sand.Her eyes were blue and she had a button nose.Her nails were painted dainty pink and they matched her toes.She was waiting for her prince in a tower so tall.She had heard of love and she wanted despe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1097932/ We all have atleast one... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1096322/ I've created a monster. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1096239/ I watch people passing me by on a day to day basis.They stop and stare, making me feel not so faceless.They tilt their heads and say a few words.They comment on the scenery and the bluebirds.Some study me deeply and try to find a truth.They look for answers, reasons, sometimes their youth... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1096227/ Thoughts from an aged man who lost his only love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1095737/ Sometimes we just have to laugh at ourselves and not take life too serious. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1095706/ When she smiles, her eyes light up like the brightest sun.There are fine lines around them though her young life has just begun. She had to become a woman at an adolescent age.She never had a childhood, read a book, or wrote a page. There were stars in her eyes, a magnificent const.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1095671/ Short story/poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1094237/ I need this place to comfort me sometimes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1091394/ Years to earn, seconds to break. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shawnjess2/1091333/ Sometimes we need help making decisions. 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