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			<title>Undecided</title>
			<description>confused individual...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/1194545/</link>
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			<title>Carried Away...</title>
			<description>Carried Away...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Standing in the hall, I heard&amp;nbsp;a soft voice say..&quot;Don't get caught up, and carried away&quot;I stood in silence, unsure of what I&amp;nbsp;had heardand&amp;nbsp;waiting to&amp;nbsp; hear it again?Instead came a rustling sound, but it was&amp;nbsp;only the windI started towa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/576045/</link>
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			<title>Aware</title>
			<description>You know that deep down feelingthat gives you that sense of aware?&amp;nbsp;That gut instinct, that still small voice,that rip of a tear?&amp;nbsp;That feeling where you need no proofto prove yourself rightThat feeling of fear but unprepared to fight...fight against a feeling that onlyyo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/539828/</link>
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			<title>No Cure</title>
			<description>-No Cure-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are two words that one could hearThat would measure up to your deepest fearThat would change the way you live life today,That would leave you speechless and wanting to say...Say the things you never&amp;nbsp;said beforeTo recognize things of impor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/482341/</link>
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			<title>My Best Friend</title>
			<description>My Best Friend&amp;nbsp;A smile for a whileFor a night, for a dayA pat on the shoulderto gester everythingsok.&amp;nbsp;A sympathetic stareto show that there'sa care, words fromanother knowing howlife is so unfair&amp;nbsp;Open arms willing tohold you when you arein need. Someone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/481404/</link>
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			<title>Troubles on a shelf</title>
			<description>Troubles on a shelf&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I used to take my troublesand put them on a shelfpushed back so no one could see, no one but myself.All my troubles, thats wherethey would go. Tucked away,hidden so that no one elsewould know.&amp;nbsp;As the shelf grew full andthere was no more r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/479509/</link>
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			<title>Love is...</title>
			<description>Love is...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love is more to me than just a word you sayTo me, it's beauty inside a person that growseach and every day.&amp;nbsp;Love is to sacrifice unselfishly for someone elses sakeWilling to help someone all you can, to give, instead of take&amp;nbsp;Love is the laughter yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/479489/</link>
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			<title>Two sides</title>
			<description>Two sides&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We come from differentsides of the trackWe cant&amp;nbsp;change the timeand we&amp;nbsp;just cant go back&amp;nbsp;So there you stand onyour side, and here I stand on mine. Distanceapart, miles between, and what we left behind&amp;nbsp;so whos to say what isright..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/479485/</link>
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			<title>Outside my door..</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Outside my door...&amp;nbsp;Outside my door, I hear you no morenot a sigh nor a whisper brushes across my floorwhere someone was once thereNo longer stands to careThere's a stillness in the air, fare but different from beforeYour scent no longer passes byoutside my front door..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/479479/</link>
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			<title>The Garden</title>
			<description>The Garden&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I started a gardenon lifeless groundhoping its beauty for once would befound&amp;nbsp;To breathe in shadesof colors resting on&amp;nbsp;its&amp;nbsp;green, where itsbeauty&amp;nbsp;can be seen&amp;nbsp;Where a scent ofsweet purfumes canfill the air, for&amp;nbsp;all to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/479475/</link>
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			<title>Never Lose Hope</title>
			<description>Never Lose Hope&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You stare out your windowA million miles awaywondering to yourselfwhere he is today....that hes not gone for goodWhat you&amp;nbsp;give&amp;nbsp;to see him,but&amp;nbsp;only if you could&amp;nbsp;You say you can&amp;nbsp;feel him with youfrom time to timeNot himself ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/476340/</link>
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			<title>A Secret Place</title>
			<description>A place to escape</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/474885/</link>
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			<title>Gentle Is...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gentle &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gentle are the whispersof a child to my earGentle are the wordsyou speak, softly and sodear.Gentle are the ways youcomfort&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;you pull menear.Gentle are the emotionsas they began to stir.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/474884/</link>
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			<title>On this day...</title>
			<description>On this day...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All stood back and let her pass slowly byNot a whisper was heard, not even a sighSilence was about, a moment so quiet and stillThe pain that was surging through herthe whole room could feel&amp;nbsp;As she reached the front of the churchHer eyes wailed up&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/473674/</link>
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			<title>Your all that I see...</title>
			<description>Your all that I see...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your a beautiful sight through my eyesYour all that I seeAnd you know in your arms, foreveris where I want to be&amp;nbsp;Your my Inspiration Your my best friendWhat other messages must I send?Your courage and strength is what hashelped me surviv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/473671/</link>
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			<title>My Brother</title>
			<description>My daughter, 14 wrote this for her older brother.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/473669/</link>
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			<title>White Furry Friend</title>
			<description>A wonderland affect...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/468549/</link>
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			<title>Pain, The Faceless Man.</title>
			<description>Always a different kind of painto discover. Different from the last&amp;nbsp;ache, a pain like no otherRemembering the heartache the timebefore and the pain that&amp;nbsp;almost&amp;nbsp;destroyed me, I couldn't take no more&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's a battle within its self,A battle in another war. H..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/468514/</link>
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			<title>Should have, Could have, Might have been...</title>
			<description>In the dark of the night I seen your face come into sightNot knowing what to sayI stood there speechless in dismay&amp;nbsp;I loved you even more nowthen I did back thenAlways wondering to myself....What should have, could have, might have been...&amp;nbsp;Looking deep into your eyes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/468497/</link>
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			<title>Daddys Home.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A little girl sits patiently under the frontporch light, starring down the road for theold timer to come into sight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She waits every day and knows exactly when.. that O' pick-em up truck will be coming around the bin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She hears..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/468276/</link>
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			<title>In My World</title>
			<description>In My World&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I lay down&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;sleep at night&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;enter a&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;place&amp;nbsp;Away&amp;nbsp;from this worldinto another&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;space &amp;nbsp;In a&amp;nbsp;dimension&amp;nbsp;all&amp;nbsp;of its ownA place&amp;nbsp;where I never feel aloneI can t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/468269/</link>
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			<title>The Road</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Down that road I fear to treadbecause that dark roadno light does it shedIt seems so coldno warmth do I feelno rays from the sunjust the coldness of its chillyou can not see its endjust its whinedy twists of turnsEntwined with no meaning,no feeling, of no concernsA hollow..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/466504/</link>
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			<title>Am I awake?</title>
			<description>Lucid Dreaming</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/466502/</link>
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			<title>Nearer, I fear...</title>
			<description>Nearer I fear...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I often wonder what lies ahead If its prediction could be read,I rather it left unsaid.&amp;nbsp;For reasons not yet known,but an inner feel that speaks for its own, all alone&amp;nbsp;A still small voice that stumbles and falls,The tinest of shadows ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/466499/</link>
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			<title>Justify</title>
			<description>Justify&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is it really necessary to keep one within your reach,&amp;nbsp;and never out of sight?&amp;nbsp;Is it wrong for me to look to the left&amp;nbsp;instead of to the right?&amp;nbsp;Was I&amp;nbsp;designed&amp;nbsp;to walk&amp;nbsp;in the footprints&amp;nbsp;in which you so gracefully lay..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/465836/</link>
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			<title>Where were you?</title>
			<description>Where were you last night when I needed you so?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When the rains flooded in around me and wouldn't let me go.Where were you this morning?&amp;nbsp; When the rain was waist deep, another promise you've failed to keep..Where were you this afternoon?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It will be over my head s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/464551/</link>
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			<title>No Clean-up Crew</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/461796/</link>
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			<title>My Dearest Friend</title>
			<description>relationship, Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/461444/</link>
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			<title>To be...</title>
			<description>To be little again where I'd once been To belittle a friendcould one ever mend?To be tall in height tall to the sky To be tall rather than be little, then stop and wonder why?To all that is. To all that can be To be blinded by all, all that you seeTo whisper a whisper that se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jessiemarie41/461040/</link>
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