http://slow.writerscafe.org/Fug-azi The original writings of author Colin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033700 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 we are the people who see the statue in the stone and the landscape on a blank canvas but we see not just the image but the emotions as well and by our words we try to infuse our readers with them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/338881/  Fingertips trace sensualitybefore shivers fade,laying ley linesbetween Dali-like limbs,pathways are traversedalong subtle curves, soft melodywhispers throughladen air;we inhale melded memoriescooling sweated skin.Half moon smilereveals how I feel like earthwhe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/338877/  She slipped like a breezebelow a threshold,just a shiver upon chandeliershung in forbidding halls,hoping the prismswouldn’t refract her paleness,or blind her with company.She could exist on a sighwrapped in self pityand never miss the coloursof her dreams,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/338875/   They are there,just beyond redemption,tugging loose hair into feelings,no matter how we try to ignore pain.sharp edges cut our smile,soft subtle furrowsof refracted remembrances[ice storm weatheredby too many tears.]What we feltaccuses us, ce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/338873/ A look into the past and the lessons learnt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/333373/ A discovery journey into truths that were lies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/333372/ A Rhyming Retourne http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/327160/  What is purpose? When hoary whispers cascade, turning sensuality to slush,  and within I freeze.  Each tender touch cracks support; cleaves the foundation,  so all I can do is shatter into slivers of self,  then melt into absence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fug-azi/327158/