http://slow.writerscafe.org/danica221151 The original writings of author Danielle Calhoun en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775948473 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An Ode to PTSDChaotic DreamsMorbid NightmaresNothing is as it seemsWaking in a fogLights will not turn onThoughts will not stopWaking or dreamingEverything is flip floppedChildhood is gonewishing for the nighthoping for recoveryDaring things to go right(c) August 11, 2016Danielle N  Calhoun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/1815920/ DREAD IS GONESome time ago,I had this fearOf all the praise;All the cheer.But the dread is gone,I’m proud to sayI’m here to stay.©Copyright April 20, 2002 by Danielle N. Calhoun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840918/ DREAD FILLED DAZEJohnathan: August 2009That dreaded day is soon to arrivesoon my son will be turning 5But that doesn’t compareto the emptiness I’ll feelwhen my son sets offon his first day of schoolToday he is shoppingfor clothes and other thingsas I think of what to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840917/ DOVES AND LOVETwo white figures,Across the blue sky fly,One to one,At each other’s side.Two figures below,Joined in both heart and soul,Look to the sky,As they watch,These figures fly.Lovers and friendsTogether; through thickAnd thinTwo married souls,Forever togethe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840915/ DOLPHINBlue and silver colors of splendorThis graceful animal lives in the waterSpecial bonds with special peopleThis quiet animal not very feebleShe reaches out to touch its noseIt swims up closer lets her do soJust as quickly it swims awayTo be with the others its own familyIt ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840914/ DOES TRUE LOVE EVER REALLY DIE?I saw you:Was it fate or perhaps by chancewe met and embraced?I loved youEleven years agoI felt love start to growTrue colors started to showI told you I hated youafter our first fightafter realizing you were rightI will never forget youWhen I g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840913/ DO YOU KNOW?Do you know?What it is like to be me?Shy as can be,Not meant to live past three,Not meant to walk,Not meant to be,Afraid of rejection,Not wanting too much attentionDo you know?What it is like to be me?Crying at night,Afraid to turn out the light,Waking alone,W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840912/ DISTANT DREAMSEvery night she used to dream,Of her Knight on a steed of white.In the middle of his forehead,A silver horn,On his feet hooves of Gold,He flew so high,On his wings of silver.One could see,That it was not an ordinary steed,But the ever graceful Pegacorn.The steed w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840911/ DISCIPLINARY MOMSometimes I don’t like the things that I doBut it is something that I have grown used toI know that as a mother a child should be disciplinedBut as a single mother I wish I wasn’t responsible for itI feel that I am evil and when my son does cryI feel my heart .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840909/ DIFFICULT RHYMETrying to find the words, to make the just right rhyme:Kind of hard to do, with other things on my mind.I write and read and delete, thinking the words have no beat,I rewrite, revise, and find the words were there the whole time!Sometimes it’s hard to say, the things t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840908/ DEEPEST DESIRESSoft caress,Tender kiss,Hold me close,Oh what bliss.Eyes of fire,Arms of stone,Keep me safe,Away from harm.Late at night,I see these things,Feel the touches,Have these dreams.One day soon,My dreams will come true,But till then,This poem I write for the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840907/ DEDICATED TO SPIDERyou wove your wordswith style and graceshared your happinessyour joys and painsgave us a laughwith your infamousFriday Funniesnow we shallMiss you alwaysas you weave your webof tales to Godtelling Him of usAs you both look downfrom abovedon’t mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840906/ DEAR GOD…I lost someone who cared for me again,We thought the feelings we shared would never end.We had some words,Said in spite.One of us was wrong,One of us was right.I don’t know what to do;I pray and hope that you do.I’m tired of making mistakes,And putting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840905/ DEAR GOD…I felt so down earlier today.I talked to friends,They really made my day.I was so upset,Over the littlest things.I cried my eyes out,Wrote a post or two.Told everyone I was feeling blue.I was not going to send another post today,But I am sending one anywayTo sho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840904/ DEAR GARTH,Several years ago, I wrote a letter to your clubmaybe it was wishful thinking,but I asked you for a hug.You finally showed,but only after I had gone.Then while I was in school,in another town,I heard you came to Pa.Again, I wanted so bad to frown.So maybe just this onc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840901/ DEAR BECKYHas it really been this long since you left us here alone?Your smile and beauty although only on lineI saw and felt every timeI remember the images the pictures in my headyour dark beautiful hair your eyes and your flawless skinI remember the chats the talks that we hadthey c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840900/ DEALINGS IN LIFEDealing with things that I would rather not aloneLike raising a child in a place I call a hell holeI remind myself daily that I have one saving graceA God who watches over me and a family who caresI know there are times when I feel they’ve done me wrongBut I can nev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840898/ DEAD BEAT DADyou promised me a ringwe had a little flingyou promised me a lifeas a loving husbandas a loving wifethings didn’t work as plannedyou dealt yourself a bad handi took our son awaynot by choicei must saynow you sit at hometelling yourselfi did wrongwhen al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840896/ DAY DREAMERShe dreams a lot;About the one she loves,Not just at night,But, every time she wakes up.She feels his touches,His kisses,Hears his words,As though, he is there.She is counting the days,When he will be there,To hold her again.When she’s in class,She does her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840895/ DANI’S STORYHi, my name is Danielle Calhoun and this is the story of my life (at least, this is my version). In this story you will learn everything from A-Z about me, my whereabouts through time, and other juicy tidbits, unless of course, I decide to leave something out.Let’s .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840894/ DANI’S DREADI’m not used to the praise,Or the cheers.I sometimes want to hide,For that’s my greatest fear.Praise is for people like you,Not for someone like You Know Who.Thanks for all the praise,And all the glory.But for now,No more poetry©Copyright Marc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840893/ DANCING IN THE CLOUDSFairies dancing in the cloudsOn small wings they fly downDancing along as you lie in bedYou sit and giggle as they dance againYour little friends who come to playEvery night before you prayYou shut your eyes and soon you dreamOf the magical place where they do li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840892/ DADDYShe ran up to the window waiting for a signThat he was going to be therejust as he had promised In her dream last night;But she is disappointed as he doesn’t comeWhere is her dear daddy why doesn’t he just come?Her mommy never told her that he had gone awayBut the one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840891/ CRYING CLOUDSRaindrops falling on the ground,Listening closely, you hear a sound,Like those of footsteps in the mud,You listen close, where is it coming from?You keep your distance as you see,A tall white mare with a glowing mane,Standing there in the rain, not a drop,Falls on her co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840889/ CRITICAL THINKINGThey gave my family much criticism for their deedsSaying I’d never live past the age of the threeNever being able to walk or have a childBrother let me tell you if I had a dimeFor every word that was spokenAgainst me or someone I knewI’d be rich but I am a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840888/ CRIES FOR YOUMy cries are for you,Oh Spirits of long ago.For the world we have takenhas now become so alone.We do not love as you once did.We do not know how to feel anymore.Some of us never remember youbut I will and always do.My cries are for youfor you showed me the light,No.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840887/ CREATIONI never thought that I would turn into my parentsBut with every passing moment I realize I haveI am stubborn like my dad who can hold a grudgeBut protective like my mother always wanting loveI am strong like my grandmotherAnd probably GranddadI am a single mom and this is what .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840886/ CRASH, BANG, BOOM!That’s it little man,time to clean up this room!Squish squash squish…what did I just step onman ain’t life a…Bunch of thingsgoing through my mind…Does this make sense?Does this even rhyme?I feel like my headwants to explode!W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840885/ CRASH AND BURNMaybe my neighbor is rightit’s time to let you gobut I don’t want to let goI thought that time would mendthe rift between our heartsbut it seems to only showthat you have not changedYour lossI thought you were the oneI want to give you benefit of the dou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840884/ COMMUNIONWe broke the bread and drank the wineWe felt his presence and praised his lifeWe saw his sightings and prayed for peaceSo why is now that we do not seekThe very thing that we pray forFrom across the valleys and oceans morePeople are dying and we dare not helpEven if they are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840883/ COMING OF SPRINGSkies are blue in the light of day,Winter’s still here, but will soon go away,Birds will sing and flowers will grow,Grasses will sway, whichever way the wind blows,Cats will stalk like an eagle to its prey,Dogs will bark in their yards where they stay,Trees will b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840882/ CHRISTMAS GIFT…?“Mommy where is Santa?” I hear him ask so much“Mommy what is Christmas; who sings jingle bells?”“Mommy why is Christmas always so far away?”“Mommy I want presents �" Mommy what does this say?”Johnathan Santa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840881/ CASTLES IN THE SKYCastles in the Sky,Bright as Morning light,Clouds as white as Snow,This is where my mind used to go.I used to see fairies,On butterflies,With Wings of magic,Of wonder and light.I used to feel the water,As it ran through my fingers,Used to see Unicorns,nightt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840878/ CASTLES IN THE CLOUDSCastles high upon the cloudsWinds that blow north and southBeasts with wings of mighty birdsFlying high in many herdsUnicorns and PegacornsBeasts not of burden but of places unknownThey take us high into the nightThen take us home in morning lightYou and I ride.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840877/ CANVAS AND PAPERLike an empty canvas,The paper stands alone,No words can come to mind,Not even a line of prose,But soon there is a picture,And the words fall into place,The canvas no longer empty,Nothing is erased.©Copyright January 4, 2004 by Danielle N. Calhoun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840875/ CALLING OUTSometime in my life I made a pactWith someone I loved who has long since passedThat I would not fear that which must comeBut ever since her passingI have feared muchI feel like an image was placed in my headThat has filled my mind with such mortal dreadI only hope that whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840874/ Mother Unicorns http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/840871/ BURNthe feelings she had now ceasedshe thought she had loverealizing it wasn’t loveand decided all memoriesshe’d eraseshe didn’t cry:no, not this timebut her heart still heavy just the samewhen the time comesthe right man will come alonguntil then she will con.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822951/ BOOBIECHUANLook mommy, what is that?little boy pointing tolumps in the grasscareful childdon’t touch thatit’s a little crittercalled Boobiechaun andif you touch itsurely you’ll bestaring at somethingeven these eyes should never see!!!©Copyright October .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822948/ BIRTHDAY THOUGHTSDanielle and Johnathan: May 12, 2007I made a wish when I blew out the candlesAnd when I woke my prayer had been answeredI not only have a very blessed lifeGod helped me to see the reason I am aliveIt’s not for my family or for meIt is for you and whatever else ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822944/ BELIEVEI never thought it would be so hardto raise a good son and be a good MomI always grew up wanting to believethat Heaven had Angels and God made everythingNow that I’m grown and I have my wisha beautiful child �" God’s special giftI’ve come to realize.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822941/ BELIEVEI believed in Angels,When I was very young,I knew that they were Guardians,Sent from Heaven Above.I remember a time,When I was very small,In an event or three,I was shy, small and meek.I was nervous about the prize,A Gold Medal,The first place prize.Afraid that I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822939/ BELATED BIRTHDAY BLUESI never asked to be in this placeI only asked for a son to raiseThe place where I amIt’s not all that funCaught betweenWanting a manAnd being a momYou have no reasonTo feel guilt or shameYou don’t haveThose feelings nowBut I fear you willSo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822938/ BEING A MOTHERParenthood,What is it like?I know it is not,All rosy and perfect.But to be a mother,is my greatest wish.To hold a baby,Listen to it cry.I want to experience,A thing they call parenthood.I may not ever see that day;God please let me hold a baby someday.©Co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822937/ BEGONE!You really had me fooledI never thought someone coulddo to me what you didI wish that you never hidlike the coyote in the brushsly and cunningsometimes like the foxstunning like the eagleeven though you were not regalthen I saw the wolf in sheep’s clothingendangeri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822935/ BECCA AND MEYou came to me on silver wings as I closed my eyes to dreamYou rode me with on mighty steeds with eyes of fire and hearts that didn’t bleedYou were with me as in sleep I brought forth a son to the worldYou are with me no matter what the hurdleWe were sisters on a human sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822933/ BECCA AND MEShe came to me on silver wingsAs I closed my eyes to dreamShe took me from this place in the darkAnd took me high above the starsWe reached the skies and the Heavens aboveWhere I felt safe from any and all harmA forest of light devoid of dark a fireFlickering on a single .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822932/ BEAUTY IN MEI have finally seenthe beauty in me.It’s not the clothesthat I wear.Or the makeup,and jewelry.The beauty is in me.It’s in my heart,My mind,My soul.The beauty is in me.©Copyright July 5, 2002 by Danielle N. Calhoun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822931/ BEAUTIFUL RHYMEWith this mind,I come up with linesThat soon becomeA beautiful Rhyme.With these hands,I hold the penThat writes the wordsThat comes from my mind.With these fingers,I type the words,And the rhymes,So that others may see,These poems I weave.With my heart,An.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822930/ BALCONY VIEWDeep in the night,She stands there alone,Staring at the sky,listening to the water below.The swan is her friend;the star is her light,She is not alone,On this cold dark night.She looks out before her,and admires the view;She stares at the sky,and wonders if someon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danica221151/822929/