http://slow.writerscafe.org/Echocatcher The original writings of author Marea Salice en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1778885298 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Minding my own business Writing down random wordsEyes on the white glossy paperWhen something odd occurred My eyes started to waterAnd I began to swiftly blinkPain inflamed my right eyeTurning it a swelling pink I rushed to the bathroomFaced myself in the mirrorSaw .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/587647/ Sometimes forgotten The bliss of youthLeft behind usWhen revealing truth Remember those daysOut in the bright sunMaking games out of nothingThe highest priority fun Imaginary friendsKept us from lonelinessOur secrets to themWe willingly confessed But the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/587646/ What do you see when you look at meA museum picture on a painted wallA small girl with a dog running freeLooking at the clear blue sky dazed To tell the truth would leave you amazedSo much story behind the pictureWho could have thought that a head raisedWould have been seeking o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/565410/ Sunlight streams down Between the colored leaves of fallWhere birds happily playWhere bugs scuttle and crawl The crisp autumn breezeCools the summer heatNot quite so bitterYet not quite as sweet The sun burns with a cold lightThat drives the animals to sleepEven the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/498564/ Restrained with chains of hatredI brood in my pain and sadnessI need to open my heart to youBut my mind’s surrounded in madness He left with a blood soaked needle in his handWhich he had used to sew my heart closedMany have tried to rip it open once moreBut all they have d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/498563/ Black ink poured upon a dying roseIt slowly creeps to the bottom of the stemCovering the red petals with darknessThis is Death’s one mostly prized gem  A pointed finger ripped of flesh to the boneIs all Death needs to send his message acrossChanging one’s bad ways is a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/498561/ The morning bell rang loud and clear.  I automatically sprang off the floor and walked to the dresser.  My fingers slid across the words.  Then I remembered Ben.  I rushed over to the bed and started shaking him.  We didn’t have much time before the second bell.&ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/493578/ It hurtsThe rainLike tearsOf pain You're goneI'm lostMy heart's The cost I wait Day by dayFor youTo come my way But you don't comeAnd weep I doFor I stillLove you  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/481316/  A tear, cold and full of sorrow, slid down my soft cheek.  My small child-like hands were wrapped in my mother’s hands, big and protecting.  They shook slightly, but I could not figure out why.  I looked up into her eyes and saw a small tear sliding down her own cheek.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/481154/ Healing Tear is about a slave girl, named Silver, in the 21st centery. Silver was born on the slave farm and has never been outside the slave building, that is hidden away deep in the Tennesse woods. Silver has a special power that she has only used onc http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Echocatcher/481153/