http://slow.writerscafe.org/BabyDevz The original writings of author Pen The Willows en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017774 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am not drowningI have broken thesurfaceI am bobbing alongBreaching but notrising I have broken thesurfaceOthers float in thedistanceBreaching but notrisingI cannot hear theirwords Others float in thedistanceYelling and laughing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/1677649/ Another piece inspired by Japanese Internment Camps. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/1677647/ A sort of "found" poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/1677644/ It’s Saturday. Your mother has beencomplaining about pain for days. Pain is normal in your house, due to yourdad’s countless medical issues, so no one’s really paid any attention. But her complaininghas gotten louder and more frequent than previous days, so your dad decides t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/1677643/ My family washappy then,that June dayposing underneatha great greensycamore treeright in thecenter of town.We laughed andsmiled anddammed-up tearcreeks,glad in ourreunion but somberin the face ofour parting.We were younger,healthier,more innocent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/1677640/ An 'I Am From' I had to write for my English class at the beginning of the year. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/842282/ This was a DBQ (document-based question) essay I had to write for my AP World History class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/842281/ Goodbye Tyler. We'll miss you always. You will always be in our hearts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/804215/ For Tyler. We're all waiting for you to get better. Please keep fighting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/803625/ My final paper for my freshman English class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/791320/ I'm over youThat's what I tell myself and everyone elseI'm the one who broke up with youThe one who said we were better platonicThe one who was uneasy to start withSo why do I find myself thinking of youWhy does my heart keep skipping a beatWhy do I want to talk to youWhy do I miss.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/790391/ There are things I want to sayBut I can'tThings I should sayBut I won'tThings I try to sayBut I don't know howPent-up frustrationTearsJoyWorriesThings that they should knowBut they never willShove me in a pretty boxWrap it with shiny paperGive it a neat little bow if you likeI'm just a toy to youI'l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/790361/ Three stars in the nightShining brightGiving lightDoing their dutyBut one wants something moreKnows there's something else in storeWants a different sort of choreThan its dutyThe other stars say nayThis is night not dayNothing changes so you'll stayAnd do your dutyThe one star disagreesWould ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/790359/ Iused to remember you.Whatyou looked like,Whatyou spoke like,Whatyou liked to do.Butthat was years ago.Astime has gone on,I’vemet more people,I’vedone more things.You’vebecome unimportant.Butit’s not your fault,It&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/755399/ I was stupidWasn't I?How could I have thoughtThis time would be any different? I should've knownI'd get left behind once moreIt's happened so many times beforeIt should've been clear But it still hurtsAnd don't say you get itBecause you'd be lyingBecause none of y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/716964/ I wrote this for my friend, to kill her boredom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/655386/ I fell in love with a boyI don't know how or whyI just know that it happenedWhen he caught my eye I fell in love with a boyIt was a hell of a timeI chased after him, I swearFor no reason and no rhyme I fell in love with a boyAnd finally he sawIt .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/654156/ A look back at this year (mostly for me). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/648647/ Based on a short story that I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/648589/ Can you see it?Any of you?From my best friend to my worst enemyTell me someone's watching I'm dyingNot literally, I thinkBut mentallyAnd spiritually I'm falling apartI don't even want to pick up the piecesBecause I'd rather dieThan continue with this living hell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/646258/ Well, I've reached a new low. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/642575/ A song? A poem? How about, "I have no idea"? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/635619/ I am tiredI am scaredFor this IWas not prepared The winterIs not soonAnd yet it's messingWith the moon And the peopleThat surround meGive opinionsThat astound me And I don't knowWhat to saySo these eventsI replay My silenceIt speaks volum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/628088/ To my 'friends' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/623142/ Not as happy as the title makes it out to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/620913/ Originally written for one of my fanfics, but I liked it on its own as well. Except the last stanza. That absolutely ties in with the story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/618005/ Just a little poem to clear my thoughts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/615699/ More song lyrics! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/611763/ Pretty much just a rant in poem form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/609628/ I've been working on this FOREVER, cause I wanted to get it just right. And now I have! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/602830/ It's a story. Just formatted in my regular poem format. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/602753/ The girl stared up at the brick building in front of her, intimidating in its vastness. It reminded her of a prison. Of couse, she wouldn't be confined to a small cell for most of the duration of her 'incarceration'. Nor would she be forced to consume prison slop. Consuming the slop was optional. Of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/602367/ How lovely this deathLike a pool of melted rubiesShe takes her last breathAs they do in the movies Her boyfriend is standing thereHe cannot speakTrying to hold back a tearHe feels so weak He grabs her cold handGives her one last kissShe had one last demandShe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/601835/ 'Nunquam Redono'Means that I will never give up 'Vado Totus Sicco'Means that I will go all out 'Nunquam Tergum Absentis'Means that I will never back away 'Pervenio Pro Astrum'Means that I will always reach for the stars 'Insisto Meus Pectus pectoris'Mean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/601822/ Arrogant b*****dYou had me fooledAfter all this timeI couldn't see past your lies Arrogant b*****dYou had us all fooledBut you fool us no moreNow we see the truth Arrogant b*****dYou've made too many mistakesWe won't forgive you this timeYou're out of second chanc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/600400/ Dear World, I am nervousThere...I said itI, the girl who is always so confident, who mocks others for being afraidI am nervous This will be a new experienceBut it'll be different from other new experiencesBecause this one will determine the rest of my lifeOf c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/600192/ This is much cheerier than many of my poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/594716/ I have no idea what this is, honestly. I had writer's block, and this kept popping into my head. So therefore, it can just sit here until I figure out if I can do anything with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/581722/           Camille Addison stood on the beach and looked out at the ocean. The ocean had once been her favorite place. She recalled happy memories from times long ago. Visits to this exact beach filled with good food, sun and fun. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/580313/ My brother's friendA seniorIt's the summerThe Flirt. Came out of nowhereAsked to be my friendAcceptedThe Flirt. We started textingRandom topicsQuestionsThe Flirt. He started flirtingI received itDidn't flirt backThe Flirt. He admitted to be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/579469/ It was my turn to give a speech. A few tears fell as I stood up at the the podium, and I began."Violet Hailey Monroe has been my best friend since first grade. I remember the first time I met her. She came up to me, said 'We're best friends,' and then she just walked away," I heard a few people ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/578029/ Chole had a smug look on her face as she smirked at me. "Hey Liz," she said, "Did Jason tell you that he was over at my house on Friday?"I was schocked. "No! What were you guys doing?"She was still smirking. "Oh, just the usual. You know, friends-with-benefits stuff."I grimaced. "Oh really?".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577912/ Emily must have thought I was insane. Ashley sure did. Korrin and Rebecca just gave me weird looks, like I was a three-headed mutant. I just shrugged. Just because I din't have a crush on Conner Masen, that didn't make me weird...did it? After all, I was probably the only straight gril in school tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577911/ Hanson Cole, the teen heartthrob on the inside cover of every teenage girl's locker in America. And I was one of those girls. I was just me, Annika Romanov. How quickly a school trip, a rotten bunch of bananas and a group of rabid squirrels can change all that. After all, what was the chance of a re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577908/ Some little "excerpts" I've written over the years in a notebook. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577903/ Names have been changed to protect the identities of people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577706/ Can I be the oneWho stands outAnd everyone noticesJust once Can I be the oneThat everyone says is beautifulAnd gets at least one guyJust once Can I be the oneWho isn’t staring in envyAt her friends, who are gorgeousJust once Can I be the oneWho fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/577447/ Written in a fit of rage. If you're mentioned here, don't take it TOO personally. Reminiscing on writings in my yearbook. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/576454/ It started when we (Nina and I) were down by the shore of Lake Northbound. (For those of you who don’t know, Nina and I attend Northbound Academy for Exceptional Girls. It’s a boarding school for girls. We’re tenth graders.) We were lying on a blanket, the sun warming us with its r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/575628/ Nina walked with a brisk air about her. Kate could tell she didn’t want to be disturbed. What Kate couldn’t tell was the truth. She couldn’t tell Nina what had happened that night. It felt years ago, but had only been a few weeks ago. Of course, Kate wanted to tell Nina. But there .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyDevz/575627/