http://slow.writerscafe.org/wonderingmind The original writings of author Wondering Mind en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776116695 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i play with wordsat timesbutthey end up playing me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2934189/ For my first love in Scotland http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2848022/ I miss my rhyme phasewith youme, a desert stormlonging for your icy eyes of blueand firefrom afarwith fire burning in my heart?or was it the learning?a phase we (i) go throughin any caseI miss my rhyme phase  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2847860/ yesterdayi let go and floatedyou see, in the seaif you’re alive, you floatif you just relax and let goso I wondereddid Jack let go of lifeand diedthe door Rose was onyou seecould hold two people even moreso, did Jack die twice? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2847586/ I dance to the key of CIt’s natural, and in natureand with nature I danceyou seedeep, blue, an EquinoxI doubt  you seehow I dance tothe key of C http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2847055/ I have been unfaithfulI confessfor I have told the moon and not youhow much I miss you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845635/ Those who know, know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845501/ In the spirit of Don http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845464/ treasure the treasures of the presentit's why someone smart called it a presentcall a friend far awayhug them if they're nearsay I love youto themto life to the universe when evertreasures aren't found we make themin the present http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845440/ to all the gypsy kings and queens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845337/ at timeswhen the worldout thereis no more withini'm alive with youonce moreat times http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845264/ We are all creators in essence.Some of us, however, choose to be creations of circumstance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845142/ Not due to lack of lexicon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2845099/ A tribute to Shakespeare and then some http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2128503/ Blood is red http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2127164/ In prose or rhyme http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123997/ In Amman just before dawn http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123914/ When winds blow wild http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123693/ Writer’s Block http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123512/ Or is it just another beating of the heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123436/ Love- in the making http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2123317/ A one night stand in downtown Ottawa- across the road from the ' Lookout' Bar http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2122080/ we meetoccasionallywithout occasionin writingword-friendsexchanging smilesin thoughtwith wordsI wonderwould I bethe smile on your faceone dayonce remembered http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2121270/ she had the Mercedes-Benz and lots of friends http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2020380/ oh danceladydancelike you did beforebare foot-edtrampling onmy emotionsscrambling awayall reason beyond samba de roda ofmy circle aroundyour centre of my reason forbeing here foryouladydance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2016215/ should i self-sacrificeand end to no endor should i self rescueto no endno end to thisi know free do you know freedom i did to no endperhaps this struggle withinto no endis only becauseselfishly i seek no end http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2003674/ so nowyou may know meor noti may not be predictable and contradictory may be in mayor sooner maybeit's becauseearly on in lifei grew to knowlife to be predictably contra-dictive that I becamecontra-predictable http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2003460/ scarred http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2003141/ love was born hereand lifebut Ilifeless and lovelessin paradisewithout Eve http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/2001726/ cute T the cutieteaseswith a lip bitebehind the screenthe boy in mescreams'I want'royal Tis royaltya queen reigningover the heartsof many a boyand manthe man in mescreams'I want'but want and haveare not the samethis I learned long ago long beforeI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wonderingmind/1993370/ In mythology, topaz is portrayed as a gem of peace and healing. 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