http://slow.writerscafe.org/beancountersar The original writings of author beancountersar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022491 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is the 3rd installment of my ongoing romance poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/415621/ Part II of the previous poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/413025/ this one is about long lost love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/412719/ Been thinking about the crazy media...how it glamorizes the wrong things and shuns the good things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/411888/ At lunch today while driving through Wendy's, it suddenly dawned on me that celebraties are denied even this nice convenience. I thought about how terrible it must be to live a lie...being someone inside, yet having to maintain an outside persona. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/410757/ I watched a video of ballet..it inspired this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/409546/ My fingers caress your shoulders like raindrops in glassAs my breath lingers warm behind your earlobe so gentleI take in the curve of your gorgeous back as it wonders intoThe golden glow of your a*s like signs pointing to nirvana. I whisper to you "I"ve missed us so much&quo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/408185/ The other side Splendor and magnificence await me there;The towering Olympus touches the Glory of Heaven.Mighty horizon bright with parting clouds hiding blue:I must journey on toward destiny resting on the peaks. Now I stand on stalwart ground, solid and clothed in gold;Mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/406074/ This is one I came up with this morning....about the transition to Spring... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/405696/ Beyond There is a place of light and promiseBeyond the corridor of that separates;A rising wall of insidious beauty intimidates,Steals a dream, and tells the heart to turn back. There is a heart that overcomes, that makes the trek;One that laughs at daunting, steep behemoth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/371072/ I was just messing today and came up with this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/364310/ This one is a description of the battle between the 300 Spartans and the mighty Persian warriors at Thermopylae http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/340071/ This is in rememberance of the Battle of the Bulge; for the heroes there who fought so bravely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/340064/ This is another one in honor of Vincent Van Gogh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/337504/ I put this one together a few minutes ago.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/335490/ This is a poem about hiking in mountains. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/333305/ This poem is very personal for me. It is written in honor of my brother, how suffers from Schizophrenia. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/332253/ I was originally going to make this a long, rather deep poem, but the Muse had different ideas. Tell me how I might improve it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/330208/ This is one I wrote out of life experience. My hopes are that you can feel the pain, yet know the hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/329823/ To Aubry I gazed upon your photo;Such exhilaration entered my soulI looked upon your picture;And intrigue overwhelmed me. Your auburn hair, your emerald eyesSet my heart aflame.The inviting look would meltMy heart as lava flowing. What’s behind the look,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/329037/ If a memory could be paintedOn a backdrop of time;If a moment could be capturedAnd cherished like gold. The colors would be carefullyBlended and applied;The instant treasured and Guarded by sword. This journey through lifeWhat an insidious thing.To know that our tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/326708/    Love Golden sun crisping Tuscan vineyards on an early autumn mornCool, clear water trickling down over brazen rocksSummer rain gently landing on metal following a blazing day in the fieldMovement of the ocean waves so true, crashing on silver bouldersAn enc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/326384/ This is one about a search for love.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/325940/ This is one about consequences.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/325934/ This is a poem about a love that's gone bad. The beloved lady has built up a wall to hide behind and the repentant man wants so badly to tear it down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324874/ Romance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324873/ I was feeling romantic..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324868/ I wrote this one many years ago when I was feeling extra noble for some reason.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324863/ This is a poem about how a comedy of communication errors can lead to a downfall of a love affair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324861/ This is a poem I wrote after reading the latest biography of Doris Day. Her life was such a paradox between the screen and reality. She has been unhappy most of her life; all she ever wanted was a husband who loved her and a family; two things that elu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324819/ This is a poem about a woman who touched me very deeply..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324775/ This is a poem about my mother at my grandmother's funeral. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324774/ This is a poem about how quickly time passes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/324445/ When cold waves crash against your starboard side,And the darkness envelopes your soul;Discouragement approaches like a cloud of locustsAnd a good word seems foreign. Though you swim in the pool of pestilenceAnd fear creeps in like a dusk driven shadow;The sky will not rain, and t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beancountersar/323916/