http://slow.writerscafe.org/jdr The original writings of author jdr / Jennifer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775993014 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Forsaken Ifever I did something to hurt you    To cause you painKnow that I wish     I could erase theabyss of memories     Darkened by her fiery redlips ofshame Iremember when I heard you speak, onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1561235/ SiStErShe is thesmile that elongates our lives        A flash offire that rages against the dark current of the night        A mother toall, a magnificent gift of heart and soulShe is thestyle of dignit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1542530/ Embrace Her Only the embrace of a single breeze will reveal such a heavenly secret The essence of her soul is forever evolvingA continuous cycle circling around all planets of her solar systemNeptune, Jupiter, Venus and Mars Her cold, cold heart begins to ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1467411/ Dark, gloomy and obscure - a poem about nothingness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1393510/ A dump of my brain! A personal piece of work about addiction and the damage done. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1330017/ After planning her wedding, she finds out that her fiancé isn't exactly as sane as she had thought. A humorous but gritty little tale. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1330006/ Isit not the brilliant breathe of passion present in the air to make one believe in life again? Isit not the legacy of laughter that two people share to make one want to understand again?  Isit not the faintest hint of cologne soaked skin tasted upon my lips that makes m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1309018/ A poem written for a group- It includes the words Squib, Aureole, Warragal, Metabolic, Maddish, Lene, Kafooster http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1307194/ A play with words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1232304/ A life taken much too soon- In Memory of My Loving Mother Julia K. Huffman 9.13.47 - 7.14.13 May you rest in peace Knowing how loved & missed you truly are http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1211523/ I was recently asked, “What makes me feel alive?” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1193579/ Trying to find the inspirationDigging deep for motivationCraving for an inner sanction She digs the front of her foot hard intothe pavementStomping, shaping, fitting it into placeTightening every loose end with her laceTrying to grasp an enduring stanceWith.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1158660/ She stands shivering in the open door wayDamped towel dropped to the floorHer long blond hair saturated as her body glistens Graced by the warmth of the sun, she quietly listensHoping that there is always something more He steps out from the shadows of the garden.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1157425/ A love story- revised 9.3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1155049/ Intricately placed uponthe tableHe rests his sins in acup full of sugar Torn by the lashes ofhis tongueShe takes a spoonfulAnd drops to the floor His lies, she willtaste no more http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1154424/ Her hair matted to the dirty old mattressA knife never held to her throatBut her heartCold, dark and begging for moreThe blood soaked cloakClung to his fingers with the breath of death lingeringAs sharp as a needle piercing through his veinsYou’re f*****g insane.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1151401/ Blind eyes, Dead hair, Pink shoes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1149294/ a true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1149231/  Hersilence was her only weaponOnethat could not be controlledForit was the snow fall that enabled the sunset to sing Toquiet the screamingThecrystal like formation of icicles surrounding the old beaten down porchCouldno longer tellAssuch w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1148234/ She’s lost in aworld so empty and coldToldShe’s rotten tothe coreBut knowingthat to liveThere is somuch moreLeaving it allbehindShe reaches forthe door He’s tall,educated and well dressedCaressedBy MoneyHe turns his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1148152/ Her cloudedjudgment is dripping with acid rainShe reaches forthe phone, crying out in painAlready knowinghe is not home Nor will he everbe again Still, hesearches for a moment to steal awayTo erase thetensions, to penetrate the passion of her love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1147179/ Agentle cool breezeSubtlycaresses her skinWithouta thought or a careSheslowly lets him in Holdingout his trustExposedto the light of dayHer nakedbody reveals her lustSaturatedin sin, they play http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1146318/  She inhales the weight of the worldHer tired dark eyes growing weary He enters her body with a sincere passion he’snever knownAnd will never know again Tracing her jagged knife Around the shape of his sleeping silhouetteWrapping her thighs around his neck.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1146302/  She stood in the doorwayBroken, bitter but breathingClothing barely clinging toher skinBut her body was ready to takein the love of the worldHe took her hand in hisAnd walked her through http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1143902/  She hoped that this timeit would be easierKeeping a distanceBetween emotion andresistanceUntil it happened onceagain She gave her heart tosomeoneWhom she thought was afriend But in he reached Ripping out her heartStomping with his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1142999/ A simple sighA torn goodbyeWith nothingleft to say You can betthat she’ll returnWithout a smile but on her own termsShowing theworld she plans to stay http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1141743/  Heslammed the door behindLeavingno room for comfortPullingthe covers upShesipped at her icy cold glass of razor blades Heshifted his lies into reverseAsher eyes began to open to everything shutHe knewno guilt, no remorse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1141243/ A true story- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1138728/  Heclaims to have the world in his handsAsshe slowly slips byAhint of mischief in the airTakenover by the sin of her beautyNolonger true Encapsulatedin her arroganceForgettinga time withoutRememberingnothing of loyalty Anem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1138714/  She’sforever touchedBythe smile that left early that morningOnethat could never return Anunrelenting tugOna persuasive targetRevealinga weaknessHerheart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1138535/ Acold, yet silent touchTornthrough the darkness of the shaded windowAlmostas if too much Athreatening sigh Shyingaway from her silhouetteAheavy but healed burdenHerhesitant heart never certainStolenfrom her pocketForeveryou’ve kept.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1138441/ I’ve heard it allfrom men like youA thousandtimesAnd I’ll befineBut to listento your s**t just even once moreAnd I’m outthe door You’re not justsome complaintJust a complainerAnd we are alltired of your saint hoodYou .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1138197/ She would sitand stare at a cloaked covered windowHiding hervain inside, sighing at the outcome of her lifeHer laced upstocking pains the inside of her slender thighsYet her agedeyes have seen what one could only wonderIf she couldonly succumb to the yearning of his cri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1135794/ I grab forthe paper and begin to readWhat is it,in this world that we so desperately need?What is itthat we always seem to be fighting for?More oil,less religion, more war?The souls ofour men and womenMarching outthe front doorIf you loseeven one of them.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1135793/ A life worth livingLessened by fear and hatredWasted by ignoranceAlmost gone, completely faded A life worth livingChoosing to survive this timeMaking it all the wayAnd learning how to shine A life worth livingBeaten, broken and undoneAlwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1129934/ Situations maysometimes seemAs uncontrollableand crazy as it feelsBut when it comesto my dreamsI’m going to makethem real Whether it takes anentire life timeOr only a single momentI will find my way inAnd take complete controlof it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1129244/ There comes a time in every person’s lifeIn which you find yourself facing an important decisionAbout what is the right path to takeAnd what is the wrongWhat is good and what is strongAnd even as you hold on to your morals As you walk straight ‘right’ th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1126217/ Time keeps passingbyAnd time keepsmarching onTime keeps me highand dryAnd time keeps meholding onTime keeps mesailing highAnd time keeps mepraying longTime keeps meshining brightAnd time keeps me singing     Tapping, brimming .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1126196/ Through the depths of this nightmare Comes a moment of clarityAs my dreams scrape the walls of this cold dark silenceSlowly slipping out of the existence of my slumberMy mind explores the option of a bright new dayMy eyes, still shut, searching for a way outBut the pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1126191/ There aretimes that I hope to always rememberThe curvein your smile, the depth of your humorHow you’dyou shiver straight through the month of December There aretimes that I hope to forgetTimesfilled with shame and times of regret And thereo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1122610/ Time has fallenLike the silence ofa single snow flakeAnd I am homeI am at peaceReleasedFrom my very ownprison cellIt’s the thought ofthe purest white snow falling to the groundThat keeps me awakeand aliveReady to surviveYet another dayStill a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1115567/ I asked you to leave todayIn a Phenomenally Liberating wayI did it to take a good long look at myselfTo find out who I am and what I’m all aboutTo be who I can be as meAnd finally, to set myself free I am Phenomenally LiberatedShowing the world I ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1106370/ A Short Story about a young boy growing up in East Texas and a promise that he'll never forget! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1105840/ The crack inthe wallRevealing allmy secretsShows me nomercy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1105780/ Worryover-fills the depths of my mind Have I been denied Or just unwanted Showingme how bad you believe I am I am haunted Byyour image of me Youknow who I am Whydo you refuse to see Youspeak although you do not l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1105760/ I never realized howstrong women truly areUntil I became one, justthe other dayYou look to meFinding my greysFeeling my age Just because you thinkyou can find all my flawsSay that I should knowby nowA million tears fill mybrow And I am .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1105569/ My Dearest FriendYesI agreeI do believeThat we have a lot more in commonNot necessarily actions, but emotionsThe notionOf trying to find peace within our own worldsTrying to save the ones we loveWhile caring for ourselvesA gentle heart and a strong mind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1105031/ It’s quite early in the morningOr is it still late at nightMy mind continues to exploreAs I shut off the lightI’m giving in on this battleWith nothing left in my sightI hold my head down and grieve           Se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1103836/ You sayits silenceBut Ihear nothingCuttingSlicingright throughTime hasshaken me tooTime hasbroken intoMy lifeStruck sohard itCuts likeaKnifeslices through the string of myKiteblowing in the wind in theBig blueskyCloudstouching.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1101486/ A childhood lostFrostOn my window paneThe shameThe guiltA quilt sewn togetherBy someone I hope to call motherBut the past is a constant bother My mind racing, chasing a futureBut those memories try to prevent meFrom reaching outOr holding onWhere I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jdr/1101483/