http://slow.writerscafe.org/JoyleneRios The original writings of author Joylene Miller-Rios en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016693 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Singing brings me joy and happiness, when I sing I'm free;As my soul fills with joy, my spirits are lifted, I see.Though I may not sing well, my heart believes it may be     my destiny.I continue to sing so forever happy I'll be.Feeling as if I'm flying as I listen to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1200749/ Slowly drifting out of love;God tell me how I can get back my oter turtle dove,Before the fire in our love dies out.I know is stil there, I have no doubt.In the beginning, we'd make love 'till we see the sun.Now it seems that life is done.At night my eyes are filled with tears.As I ask.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1199058/ Published by the World Poetry Movement in International Who's Who's in Poetry; Written about my best friend Shawnn, the only woman that has been able to rank up there with my mother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1199047/ This is my first assigned essay that I've written since I started going to University of Phoenix. 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Thankx http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1197585/ High school crush http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1153742/ This poem expresses how much I not only want but need to have a child of my own http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1153639/ I've recently gotten back in touch with the LordHe is filled with love forever moreThe Lord blesses me with life everydayTo tell me he loves me in everywaySo I live my life with a smile on my faceSo all lifes joys I may embraceAll I have to do is ask and he blesses meAs my heart and so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1153632/ Written in 2004 first poem I wrote about Mark, my soul mate and love of my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1153603/ Seventeen years of stressing on epilepsyBut no more, I've fallen for the one man that can    handle and love meHe'll judge me for the one problem in my brainAnd our love is always sunny, no rainHe worries about my seizures with pure love for meI know he loves me because he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1152910/ I wrote this poem not too long before I got married, Kathlene is my mother and might I add one of the best http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1152894/ Even though I loved you so, you still asked me to go.   Why can't you get a clue? That all I need is you. Everynight I cry myself to sleep. Out of my mouth    you don't hear a peep. I wanted to take youto all new heights. But now all I have is lonely nights. I&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151472/ I think of you, hoping you'll fell chemistry.I think of you with confused thoughts.But the more I think, the more I get the hots.The more couples I see,I just can't let it be.I need someone like you.Why can't you get a clue?I want to hold you in my arms,And protect you from harm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151466/ I put a high school picture of me next to this one cause thats when I wrote this poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151464/ A contrabution to some of mother natures beauties http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151294/ Because my epilepsy causes severe memory loss I have vertually no memories of my life. Though frustating being told about my life from family members I'm thankful for most of the few memories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151269/ I have this constant fear, it has been haunting me for years.    It walks, it yells, its immature, its selfish, its evenconceded. For I do not know how it can be conceded. For    it does not have anything to be conceded about,      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151254/ Smiles are worn on happy facesSmiles don't look good on people who are   faking itSmiles are used for many different reasonsSmiles have a personality of their ownSmiles are beautifulThe world wouldn't be pretty if people went   around with a frown on their facesBu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151246/ Having such a bad childhood I fantasized about being anyone or thing other than me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151162/ Written in 1996 when I was 15 & my emotions were flyin' sky high http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1151138/ I wrote this poem in1996 when I was in high school dealing with the discrimination of being an epileptic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1150930/ Family is a word meant for us to knowA true family is always there and will never goIts as if the love comes straight from aboveYou'll never find stronger then family loveThey'll listen to you closer than anyone canBut anyone else would have ranYou'll get ahug when you don't need oneBe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1150461/ My cat looks so happy, gentle and freeI wish I was a cat; no worries, no stress, only happiness      to seeHis fur feels so soft as I'm petting himAnd because his fur is black iti s as if I can't even see      him when its dimI love throw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1150432/ I look at myself and what do I seeI see someone ugly and not meant to be freeTrapped inside these walls I've builtLooking in this mirror, my mind fills with guiltI look in the mirror and watch the glass breakHoping soon, from this nightmare, I will awakeI realize now this is no nightmare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148582/ I can't help but sit and cryAs I watch my heart dieI need to be held in loves armsAnd feel the warth of loves charmsI can't help but feel aloneAs I lay hear everynight by the phoneThere must be something wrong with meAm I fat; am I not pretty; what can it beMany nights I have spent i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148579/ Poetry is my life, 'tis how I showmy feelingsIt is my, future, and healingI have written about past loves, faily, friends    and so much morePoetry calms my soul, keeping me from asking    what forPoetry has a way letting me get everything outClearing my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148572/ Strickly dedicated to my husband and soulmate, Mark http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148178/ Fears of rejection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148168/ written during my teenage years when my emotions were flying sky high http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148163/ You broke my heart not too long agoMany nights I cried myself to sleepOut of my mouth you didn't hear a peepMy heart says cry but my mind says no more All through my mind your voice haunts meYou use to fill my dreams through restless nightsAnd I thought our love went to all new he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148156/ A name which haunts my dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148153/ The title speaks for itself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148148/ I wrote this poem in regards to how I felt when I finaly faced the reality of my epilepsy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148141/ Written in the year 2000 I was consumed with fear from my bad childhood http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148132/ Faithe that everything will be alright http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148078/ The best way to discribe this poem is "appriciation for lifes simple things" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoyleneRios/1148051/