http://slow.writerscafe.org/RiverTalker The original writings of author DistantSmoke en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776192713 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An elegy about immortality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/416570/ Some say death is a lonely walk, but for one doomed man he made the walk with the ghosts of thirty men.  Thirty men, a few deserving to die, but most merely men who had the misfortune of being in the way.  Bank robbery sometimes involves the killing of folks who did nothing more than mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/416069/ There comes a black rain in these parts and it comes at night.  The storm clouds kill of the moonlight and certainly the stars.  The rain itself swallows the prairie dust.  Thus the rain turns black, the rain turns heavy, and the rain, this heavy, black rain, why it almost burns.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/416065/ The dream that first came upon John Wesley's weary mind was of his mother's smile on a Springtime morn, when all of life was good.  He often recalled that moment for it was like gold to him.  They laughed and played in the sunlight, skipping rocks across the lake, playing tag among the l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415942/ Some souls never sleep in peace and John Wesley's soul was one of them.  Most of his life, he slept with a Colt pistol beneath his pillow, causing him to sleep the shallow sleep of the hunted prey.  Oh, now and then, weariness might tempt him to slip off into a dream, but even then, for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415865/ John Wesley figured that he had about a hundred steps of life left to be traveled on his journey.  Striking how many miles a man can cover in thirty years of running and riding.  And by the same token, it is striking how far one can travel and still not be all that far from where one start.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415861/ a western horror http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415860/ A reflection upon the role of the passing seasons in the uman experience of eternity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415765/ A poem about the experience of divine grace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RiverTalker/415467/