http://slow.writerscafe.org/StevenFord The original writings of author Steven Robert Ford en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776080186 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ENTRY IN RANDOM POETRY CONTEST. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/597108/ take my words as for what they are and not what they mean my words are nothing but the words unseen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/389426/ Shine, oh light shine and show up the way, for shadow wish to haunt me further and further away. Shadow dear son, an absence of light. No need to fear it, see it. Laugh at it for its silly really. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/389419/ Some people and their judgment! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/389416/ in methere is this dreamthe american dream to succeedinner desire to move fowardoutwardly, I am nothing more than a judged bag of skin and bones torn between the desire to doand the simple laziness of doing nothing it seems though, at times, i am merely dreamingI know w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/388995/ New page on right side of this forest green notebook. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/387072/ to move fast all the time only wears one out, move slowly through good life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/386670/ One could not really describe her. If too good, then too bad... if too bad then none. And who wants none? Me. I gotta be patient. Because every day I'm learning about patience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/385413/ the bee bop bopped bees all day long but don't ask me why. cause, I don no nor do I know it not either the words i use to express words of soft focus as I try to describe how I wrote this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/385408/ infinite beauty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/384587/ (continuation) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/384581/ Wind, with water on land, safe fire. Heart seeing it all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/384557/ A bright green piece of paper with handwriting neatly written in black pen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/384128/ On a forest green school note book, there is a drawing with words written in colorful sharpie ink. The color darkened by the forest green dark. Inside the note book is black sleeves with pockets. Notes written on random papers. The metal binder is sil http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/383879/ A note book of forest green. Inside is bright florescent paper full of moments inspired by life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/383867/ First thoughts after reading a fortune cookie I received. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/383389/ my hands are connectedto cold fingers touching keysthe day or two afterthe snow fell sloppily down Southand I sit here now wonderingwhere all the snow came fromthen rememberoh, that's rightit's still Winter. Out of smoke and waiting for moreI scape the bowl clean. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenFord/383318/