http://slow.writerscafe.org/TJK89 The original writings of author tiya en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026251 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I heed the briefs andpreferenceFrom them and then tenseAs slowly bogged downmind recoilsGaping at many a choice.I take the colorsblack and whiteMake a pick"I can’t decideI stare at the sheetsearch my mindWhich one, curve or line?I choose the white, stillmake a messObscure marks, nonethelessScr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1815145/ There was a praise that won some staresAnd at the name many withdrew There was the faith no one sharesAnd that love seen by fewIn my wish to be among themIn my hope to be countedIn my desire to be their gemThat love was never shoutedI decided I wouldn’t ever heed The gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813808/ Take a deep breathFeel your mind unleash Wait for the smoke to clearFor the burn to cease.Forget the land with timeAnd the nagging voices, Leave the laces untiedStop running. Stay as is.No ticking clocksNo undone chores.Only a relentless humSlowly drawing close.Heart cannot still, butPound.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813214/ Now my heart is low and achingAnd the call to the dark gets louderHow long do I keep on fightingWhen it no more seems to matterYesterday was so much brighterAnd I’d seen the light I had, I hadNow it seems to fade a bit moreAm I on my way to a darker side?But Jesus He delights in meAnd He calls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813197/ My wings are strong, I want to flyI’m two now, so Ma, can I, can I?Oh little one, you are young stillA bit older and you will, you will.Will I fly with eagles and hawks and doves?Ma, will I fly high and touch the clouds?Over the rainbow and higher stillOh little one, yes you will, you will.Wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813191/ Just a little longer I wish I could stayFeeling the hold giveAt the wind-blown swayAge-weary, dry, shiveringAwaiting time to unwrapFor change to come againWhen my last grip will snapLight moves to make roomFor heavy clouds to hoverAnd birds caw to bodeA storm or a showerI feel drops one by one&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813190/ Behind a gate and four locked doorsIs a chest of thoughts and tales untold,Of a laughing skunk and a rare winged elkAnd a silver-tongued mole in the backyard dreck.But the tomes are shut and bound by chainsThe plans are coded and secured with pains,For the man who talks of the three-tailed frogFinds.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/1813189/ Fiction. But inspired from a true story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/513901/ Nonsense! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/470808/ A silly poem! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TJK89/470178/