http://slow.writerscafe.org/RustySpurs The original writings of author RustySpurs en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776051866 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Something I just wrote in class today. I am not sure how it flows in the mind of someone else. it seemed to flow pretty good on to my paper though. looking for feedback both good and bad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/535962/ The soft light glows off of her skin,So sensual, and erotic to the lightThe beauty of her body is shone by the single light of the candleI stand there looking at her in her full beautyThe idea of touching her brings a fear to my eyeI have wanted her this way for so longNow she is here in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/523761/ Background for this... I spent 20 years in the US Air Force... Eagles have always held a strong place in my heart... and recently with the changing of the seasons I have seen a few out and about... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/522172/ Just thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/521671/ Standing there in a daze,lost,confused,unsure,not knowing where to turn,not knowing where to look,like sitting inside a puzzle with the pieces all spread around youyou know what the picture is supposed to look like,the picture consist of your life,the happy times,the sad times,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/472495/                                                &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471411/ One life,one person,so many mistakes,so little time to make more,with one person so fucked up,who would want to be me?who would want to know me?who really cares about me?not even I care about me anymore.I know I will not ever sit back,and be second to anyone,but yet I have no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471407/ nobody sees what I see but me,nobody hears what I hear but me,nobody knows what I know but me,but yet everything I see, everything I hear,everything I know,is wrong,How can one person be so wrong so many times? How can one person make so many mistakes in life,and still want to go o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471405/ darkness doesnt lie to you,it comes along with no promise,it doesnt percieve anything,it doesnt take on the look of anything else,it doesnt allow the light to pentrate into it,it will only reflect it away,it protects itself, it surrounds everything,it engulfs all, it provides a cov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471404/ To sneak into the shadows,to stand there, and be unseen,to be where no one can ever see you,to go around and never be known your there,the shadow knows all,but yet never speaks,lips that are sealed forever,eyes that see all,ears that hear all,and never speaking to anyone,nobody.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471403/ The embraceDarkness comes up on me,I sit alone in a room full of people that know me,are at least they tell me they know me,but as the darkness embraces me,I feel a warmth,it isnt a chill as I would have thought it would be,it is a cover that just gently grabs me,pulls me in,covers.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471400/ Numb as the darkness come along,I cant help but feel this way,it is as if the world has kept going on with out me,that the times are just letting me sit there, and standby to watch the time go by.Now I sit here,alone but yet surrounded by friends,I know they are out there,I know they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471399/ As we go through life we learn things,first we learn the simple things,to walk, to talk,to count,to feed ourselves,these are the simple things of life.As we get older,the things we learn are not so simple,these lessons can be learned in different ways,different order,differen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471398/ Time goes on,Time is the only thing that never waits for you to catch up,It just keeps putting along,if your with it, your there,if your behind,it has no prejudice,it has no doubts,it just keeps moving along, following its own path,continueing on like a train on a rail,it doesn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RustySpurs/471397/