http://slow.writerscafe.org/MargieWrites The original writings of author Margie F en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776071577 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Reality's a b***h http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2865324/ Two shots.Could they be heard?Or are they silent?Like sister meds. They silence the silence.It is so loud.It is so painful,And they bring me down. Down from the heightsThat cause my fear.Making the bottom look safer,As it grows ever near. Oops, I skipped a line,But is it even known?Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2170788/ Never a timePasses without noticeHis watchful eyeCatches every move. Seldom a momentVanishes without thoughtHer heart absorbsHis every word. Even in silenceA conversation existsBetween two heartsObviously intertwined. Calamity avoidedEach and every dayBy choosing to loveThe unseen and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2170786/ He kissed her with his wordsShe melted into his kindnessHer pain drew him to herHis compassion was her refuge Tears had soaked her cheeksAlligators had nothing on herHe dried them with humorWith each giggle, her face dried Her tears were forgottenTheir cause faded The pain in her chee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2170780/ The silence had tortured herThe torture had hardened herShe had been strongUnbelievably strong His sweet, vulnerable OneStill sweetStill vulnerableBut different She never knew he was watchingBut he would watch her regularlyEncouraged to see her livingPierced to see how well, without him&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2170777/ Unfortunate reality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2159895/ Pure and authenticraw and vulnerableOur hearts beat as OneThe chase was longit was arduousyet here we are, UsA littered journeyof selfish motivesbroken promisesemotional trashcompromised trustNo others invitedformer prospects despondentOnly two inhabit the peakWe summit togetheratop a fantasy mounta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2159003/ BDSM Erotica, sane, safe & consensual (SSC) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2156871/ Pain rains upon us all. We love, and we lose. As is the nature of life, we will lose on more occasions than we love, but fortunately, love conquers all. It covers the pain of the past. It shines light on the hope of the future and blinds us to loss. It is very fortunate that love is blind. If it wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2145595/ baby girl is sad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2145411/ BDSM, safe, sane & consensual http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2144782/ To my Daddy Dom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2144184/ A picture of a woman accepting her innate slave nature. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2144050/ Her heart ceased to beat Her breath, taken His eyes met hers and Immediately, she was His. She extended her hand Led Him to her room Itwould be the last time She would ever lead. His hands in her hair Her facepulled to His Her power yielded to Hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2144048/ Have you ever felt like you lost something? Something in the pit of your stomach pushing you to look around it. This is such a story. I wake looking for something. Maybe my glasses, but here they are. The feeling is still there. Throughout the day and night, each day, I find myself looking. Missing... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2113572/ Play along with me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2100709/ Every beginning will have an end http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2100704/ Sleep, I need'jabut my heart won't let me meet'chamy tears won't let me see'yaand the night won't let me free'yaAnd even when I'm dose'nmy heart just chills me frozentear drops keep my eyes openand my mind won't stop its roam'nHush now, my eyelids are gettin' heavymy heart can't protect the broken l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2099037/ Read in 4/4 time. Feel the tracks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2094294/ Story of my friend, Dee http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2093543/ Depression is difficult to identify. Because the depressed tend to hide, making it difficult to see that they need help. Stay in contact with those you love. They may need a surprise from you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2088823/ It wasn't premeditatedI didn't even knowdidn't see death comingdidn't see the blowIt was over before it startedJust a flash before my eyesMy vision was compromisedDeath in disguiseOne moment, we're laughingfeelings an all time highthe next, blood is everywhereand there are flashing lightsI stand par.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2088646/ What is your answer? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/2087931/ Sometimes you just need to get away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/787726/ C 2008Hours searchingand considering designs.What color, what imagewill I decide?Will it be tribal or Hebrew,hearts or stars,or a sign, a symbolof this friendship of ours?No matter the choiceit will forever bea lasting reminderof my identity.So a permanent markin ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/437304/ c:2009How did it happen?When did it start?This passion I feelwithin my heart. Was it as simpleas a casual hello or gentle additionsto this gift aglow? First a simple storythen a secret sharedwill your eyes beholddesire and passion paired? Now I want to&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433698/ A declaration to my first love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433608/ Written while I was in high school in response to teen suicide of 3 classmates http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433605/ C 1989I live here locked inside a girl’s body, unable to express my feelings, and unable to feel emotions.  Confusion sets in.  The pounding of the heat is all that is felt, and a distant cat’s meow is all that is heard.  My body and I are sitting at the outdoor co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433601/ Many people believe that I wrote this poem in response to an actual experience. This poem was an experiment and is a product of free flowing thoughts without conscious guidance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433597/ C 2001 Humbly he came into the worldWithout fameWithout fortuneBorn to a common life.He didn’t become a big scholarOr a well known businessman,But when he spoke of spiritual thingsPeople stopped and listened.He didn’t shun those Who did wrong.He loved them A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433594/ C 2001 (12/19/2001)Baby chicks,old hound dogs,bails of hay,and red hot dogs.Cows and pigs,electric wires,the county, Clayold tractor tires.Vicks vapor rub,horses and mules,railroad carsand rusty tools.I can’t think of these thingswithout thinking of youI l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433591/ C 2002Life is but a vaporThat disappears before our eyes.Your health can come; your health can go,And no one can tell us why.I see through a glass, darklyBecause I see with human eyes.My God, I need your wisdom,And your sight on reasons why.I sing of faith; I sing of trust... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433590/ C 2002We seldom speak anymore save idle chit cat to avoid uncomfortable silence.  Our lips have forgotten the wonder of intimate touch.  Our hearts haven’t raced the way they did since they were overtaken by complacency.To live a day as if it’s the last, how would.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433589/ C 2001Whisper to me while I’m sleepingthat I may know you are there.Whisper to me while I am thinkingthat I may know you hear thoughts in air.Whisper to me while I am singingthat I may know you carry the tune.Whisper to me when I am cryingthat I may feel soothing words .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433580/ C 2002The stature of a godly manIsn’t measured by weight or height,But by the love he has for GodAnd his commitment to walk upright.The stature of a godly manCan’t be seen by human eyes,For only God will know this manBy viewing him from inside.The stature of a god.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433579/ C 2002I never knew the soundOf your still, small voice,Until I closed my mouth And heard you speak.I never knew the powerOf your mighty hand at work,Until one day I realized,My help you didn’t need.I never knew the joyOf yielding to your will,Until I gave up mineA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433577/ C 2001What a brilliant plan I had one day.When once, I planned to run awayto a magical place called Wonderlandto play with Alice when I got there.I traveled for what seemed like miles and mileswaving hellos and yelling good-byes,but I could never find Alice’s houseand decid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433575/ C 2001I never understood whythe moon would follow me.I’d walk left and then right,and there it still would be.I hid behind the old oak tree,peeked around; it was still there.How’d that moon know where I was?How was it was everywhere?I ran and r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433571/ C 2003 Love, did I know you,Or were you far from me?Did I imagine you here,Or were you only a dream?Now, I’ve finally met youFace to face and heart to heart.Now, what am I to do with youNow that you’ve stole my heart? Love, you give me so much hopeAnd su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433570/ C 2002 Does it make you feel wholeTo tear me down, destroy me?Do you get a highTo see pain on my face?Do you ever think twiceWhen you speak to hurt me?And do you feel like a manWhen you speak with such hate?Have you thought of how the future is altered?When you break my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433569/ C 2003 With every tearWeakness escapes meAs if it’s dyingTo be freeWith every dropMy heart increasesAs if it’s tryingTo save meWith every tasteEver so saltyThe bittersweetMemories fadeWith every breathGrowing more shallowThe best of loveIs what I g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433567/ C 2002It’s awfully cold inside these wallsThe air just steals my breath.I float around, invisibleNever heard and scared to death.Alone and have I always been?It seems so familiar to me.This chill I feel within my bonesReoccurs so suddenly.My history is filled with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433565/ C 2002What can I do to please you?I don't think I can, I've tried.All I can do is yield to you,but I have no selfish pride.What is left of me to give?There's not even much left to say.If it's my blood, my dear, you wanthere's a knife, now cut away.I thirst for love;I thirst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433564/ C 2003I tremble--awaiting your touch.Each part of me craves you.Each part aches to feel you close.Trembling from the inside out.Only your kiss will calm me.Only your lips will ease my desire.I crave you so...I want you even more.I tremble for you, darling.I need to feel you clo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433561/ C 2002Can I go too far today?How will I know my fate?How do I give my heart awayFor this another day?When will I know of love divine?What if he doesn’t come?Could I handle such a pain this time?I really just don’t know.  I’ve waited.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MargieWrites/433552/