http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sympatico The original writings of author Sympatico en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776228728 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Outsidethe river entranceLightas ash, I felt uprightTheking-emotions of a lifetime Mybrain and heart were perishable relicsImaginingno shuttering, a higher refresh-rateThanthe others, the tribe was distant Overthe incorrigible sunrise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1150331/ Nomads. We camped onfurther reachesOf days, woundedwith frail sleighs The hard evidence oflife was lost on usWe sought meaning inthe futureWatching thesmartdust come aliveAround us, until ourvital signs Were not lost in thedarkThey were theflounde.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1150301/ To know just how to sufferWould be dear, dearer than thisAmbiguity of mourning The idea that change is a form of mistrustConfidence is not legible hereOnlyspring can bring me now Podsof flame; transformation For I have suffered separation Of my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1150270/ After my visit, came this letterAfter my heart stopped, you found the poemsI had written you, never given  Years before, is there meaningIn such delay, I never lost enoughBut love, I never hoped enough But to love, I never felt the wondrous seaBut as the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1150263/ Humanity I love youBut not for your parties & corruption Youevade your soul via successEmbarrassing at both at the altar You think of your ex lover Humanity I love youWith songs containing the wordsOf your home country, when  We are but one big.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146673/  I am the workmanship of wordsTurned precise, of loneliness lostTo the fading color of birds  Like melted ice I am a chameleon of springLiterature has become my gasp and driveThe last ancient script of my faith I take form through her paragraphs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146348/  The years run like goldThey are nothing, like Anniversaries Of being alone, being by ourselvesMorning floods my senses Not unlike years beforeThe Noon hangs low with quicksilverFlames, knowing my weaknessesBut midday is pure, unaltered The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146342/    SoI walked into Heavenblue in my gardenAparade of humming birds Thatlifted me into the furthest morningUpand upwards, like shooting waterIntothe pearly-aquamarine sky Iwas the water bearer in a whizz-of-fireIwas the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146325/   With you, I do all these things - The luxury of common thingsWith wonder of mundane talks I march the little fields And gossip with the birds That inhabit every season In cedar-scented longing pure  With you, I've come to the tale.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146321/  When I look into your eyesI see China,the gardens thereA history of rain-blue silken raiment  Thatreaches through behind waterfallsThere iswater dropping in your laughterSome would seek to mate with you But I must follow where the snow whispe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146316/   Your shadow comesfrom eating whitenessFrom living,feeling and years in the rising sunYour shadowleads to nowhere To footstepsamong words like bees Like a brookof water through alphabets Until yourbrain thinks in quantum physics Your hands.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146313/ Let's be spontaneous likeBeautiful prisoners escaping lifeLet's live without thinking, suddenly Like some angry dream That changes us forever! Let's be methodical about changing Growlike never before, dareTo be a differentpersonUnder honest trees.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146122/ Spring is like perhapsA hand outside a windowCool breeze at the edgeOf old things moving NewWithout breaking anything I'vebecome a trader in exquisite sunsI've carefully arranged how Iadmire people carefully Spring is like perhaps Chairs under trees, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sympatico/1146121/