http://slow.writerscafe.org/angel16 The original writings of author writer4eva en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036116 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 this was written in dedication of my grandpa who happened to die a year before i was born, so i never got to meet him.. :'( and i still wonder to this day what it would be like if i had been able to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131938/ What is safetyIs it how we feel when Someone we love is aroundIs it the thought of being In a warm bed when a Winter storm hitsMaybe it's both But it's hard to saySafety is how we feel In different situations and With different surrounding How can anybody .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131933/ What makes us who we are?Is it the way we act? Maybe it's how we feel.Perhaps it's what we say.Can any of this tell whywe are who we are?It's hard to say. It's a lot more complexthan how we act, feel, and what we say.Maybe it's deeper thanwhat the eye can see?It ver.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131929/ There had been a lot for me to think about throughout my early morning jog along the beach, and as i watch the sun come up on the waters edge, I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder, and heard someone call my name. I went to spin abruptly around to see who was behind me, but unfortunately I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131914/ As she stood there, staring into space with a vacant look in her eyes, she heard a voice say “Hello? Angel, are you there?”, she didn't realize it but her older sister Katherin, or “sissy”, as she like to call her, had been trying for the past 5 minutes to get her attention. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131872/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131864/ A kiss, is just a kissA hug, is just a hugLove is just a wordUsed all too muchIn the world todayYou take me outYou spin me aroundYou make me blushAs you eskorte me homeYou say "Baby, I love you"As I walk up the steps I trip and you catch meAnd underneath the moonlightYou kiss me goodnightT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1131050/ Love, life, death, and heart-break are all part of theCircle of Love. I ponder this thought as I walk along the beach, withthe water rising and crashing beside me, and the wind blowing throughmy hair. One would think this is a typical scene in southern Florida,after all it is the Sunshine .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1130498/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1130040/ It's amazing how one little drop of blood can kill one person, yet make the other feel like their on top of the world.I, Rayanna Cyles, of all people should know all about that, not just from my own doings, but from my daughter, Rosalie's doings also.That's not to say I'm regretful of my past, becau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1129840/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1129815/ Emotionally drainedNumb, yet emotionalHeart racingAnxiety pulsing through my bloodTear stained faceWhole body shakingShakingLike the tremors of an earthquakeI trusted youAnd you destroyed it and meI loved youAnd you threw it awaySo nowHow can I trust anyoneSo nowThanks to youI can'tMind racingTrying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1127411/ What is trustWhen nobody is to be trustedIs there really any trustWhen little spies are floating around everywhereLike mosquitoes on a hot summer day They all say “You can trust me”And they all say “You have to give trust, to get trust back”But how can I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1126336/ Is poetry your way of lifeWhat would you do if you couldn't writeWould you cryWould you curl up in a ball and die If you awnsered "yes" to all of the aboveThen you are a serious poetThat makes poetry come fron the heartNot the brain Is poetry a stress relieverOr a str.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angel16/1125978/