http://slow.writerscafe.org/itsxcarissa The original writings of author Carissa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003310 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This one's for my Marine :) (it's a villanelle!) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/661973/ How can you say “Merry Christmas”When you’re all stressed and angryOver expensive giftsYou buy in obligationYelling at crying childrenIn chaotic stores with long lines? Do you honestly feel “merry”When you’re blowing up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/653395/ You're the water in the ocean,You're the sand between my toes,You're the air that leaves me breathless,You're the one who always knows,All the answers to the questions,That I haven't even asked.You're the best thing in this world.At least, you're the best thingI've ever had.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/650570/ I feel like something that's made of nothing.Nothing but pain and hopelessness.No worth, no wealth,No aspiration or potential.No motivation, no reason,No skills or talent.No one loves, no one to love,No opportunity or chance.No will, no strength,No dreams, or at least,Not anymore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/650569/ Why did you leave me?How could you go?What caused you to abandon me,lost and alone?Was it something I said, Or the silence I left?Was it something I did to you,Or a form of neglect?Did I not love you enough,Did I love you too much?Should I have held you closer,Or loosened my clutch?I tried to k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/650566/ The words of a betrayed and broken heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/650562/ It feels good to be writing again :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/650557/ It's getting harder to remember.Did it really happen, orWas it just a dream?Tears- of joy or sorrow?They often sketched my cheekThrough the flicker of fallingRain, I see your faceA vivid image in my mind.Reality? I don't know.Seemed so ureal,Yet so clear in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/464418/ This is a sequel to another poem I wrote a year ago, "Dear Dad" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/464415/ More characters, more plot, more story. Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/445126/ Chapter 1 introduces the characters, their personalities, and most of all, their history- apart, and together. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/443046/ The title is just a temporary because I'm not really sure what I want to call it yet. Still, this idea struck me randomly at work one day, and I've been anxious to work more on it and post it soon. I hope you enjoy what I have so far and look forward to m http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/443041/ Inspired by my best friend. Rest in Peace always. Love you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/421881/ I had a dream last night,It was about you.Fun, adventure,Carefree, laughter,Everything I need. I had a dream last night,You were there again.Yet this time you moved closeTook my handIn yours. I had a dream last night,The same stands true.You .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/396590/ Chest burning,Stomach churning.Tears swelling.Irresistable pain.Mental, physical,Emotional, unstoppable.Real.No exaggeration.Powerful, consuming.I finally understand.Epiphany. My heart is not mine.Spirit torn.Mind diminished. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/391065/ I have to give much credit to Chelsea Up-North, the amazing co-author of this story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/373657/ Just a cheesy little story I wrote one day in school... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/356575/ it's a silly little romantic tale, one that will hopefully make you grin and giggle and get all fuzzy inside... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/353371/ I'd hate for you to see me nowhow horribly that I've turned out Overwhelming depression galoreLying drunk upon the floor Crying out in sorrow for youHoping that you'll hear me through I went so downhill when you diedGave up my life, threw out my pride With.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/347036/ I know it's a fairly long story, but it would be so greatly appreciated if you'd read it through and critique it at the end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/344766/ It's a villanelle. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/343068/ Topsy,turvy, all around.The grass overhead, the sky is the ground.Flips and turns, so abound.My entire world reared upside down.  Shoes on head, hat on feet.Sad victory, happy defeat.Unenthusiatic, interesting.So attentive to the boring. Colors dull, darkness brigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/342860/ Your eyes, Your eyesThey've changed so muchsince says when we were newYour eyes, Your eyesTurned shades of grayFrom their once lightened blue. Your eyes, Your eyesThey've lost their touchof happiness and use.Your eyes, Your eyeshave seen better daysfilled with more sinew.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/342859/ i wrote this fun little poem in social studies today because it was snowing (in october!) and i felt like writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/334739/ i hope you like it :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/334734/ I wrote this very spur of the moment, so I'll probably come back and edit it later. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/332393/ I was given an assignment to write a story consisting of myself and my opposite on a subway that stops in a tunnel, and so came about this story... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/332142/ A new mother lies awake in her bedWith her new baby lying in her arm.She would give anything to keep her from harm.She would give her life to save him instead.If something were to happen, she'd be so alarmed.This baby is the reason she feels alive.She'll do anything for him to survive... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/332138/ It's a sunny Monday afternoon,as I sit here in my eighth period class.On my mind is nothing but you,and how you're a part of only my past. My dear friend, you left me,that one June Sunday.You lied there in such agony'Til God took you away. It hurts me not to have you he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/332079/ This is one of the first poems that I wrote and actually really liked. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/itsxcarissa/332073/