http://slow.writerscafe.org/drl The original writings of author david r. lessard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026840 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Good thoughts propel me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1613677/ Things are not often as they seem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1610661/ Waking up in the morning. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1610647/ lost in the maze of invisible waves http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1606229/ A story of two loves, one hate and both forgiveness and acceptance of what things are. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1525046/ Do you think that you could lovea person that never knew you?a person that never heard youa person that never saw thelove shining in your eyes?that uttered silent sighs?Can you ever believe in lovethat can't be seen or heard?that develops in your soulthat lies dormant in your heart,that stirs one's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1325987/ The poem that comes to life,is a solemn slice of living;love, hate, depression,acts that need forgiving.To vent, to rage, to holler,spew out the torrid thought;don't let the hurt be king,don't let your insides rot.Give way to feelings, just,sing out the sad refrains;revel in the sunshine love,a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1325119/ Age creeps up slowly, then suddenly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1324716/ I am a cowboy of the modern west-drive a Honda. don't ride no horse-don't brand cattle, I'm retired-but I'm still alive, of course.I volunteer, for this or that-don't get no pay. just a smile-and doggone it, it's okay-the big ones are worthwhile.I wear my levis and a hat-broad-brimmed and wide-sing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1322348/ Choices to made in the concept of love are not always easy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1319075/ The sense of stuff that moves one... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1317146/ there is no prayer in public schoolsit's plain and clear that Satan rulesthe world has stripped us of our toolsthe end result is - we are fools.the 10 commandments no one knowswe struggle with our constant woesthe lack of morals clearly showsand the river of deception flows.the truth is locked up in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1311710/ Voices screaming silently into the wind... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1283364/ Conversion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1274398/ without Love as expressed by God, there is really no love at all... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1262455/ wounds that lie deep.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1261438/ the secure feeling of being satisfied... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1260423/ a crisp day's early morning walk in fall brings joy to the soul... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1259487/ war never solved love's problems... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1257717/ age does not signal the loss of the dreams of youth... 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came to draw some water;"Give to me some to drink," he softly asked,"How is it that a Jew, asks me for a drink?" "If you knew the gift of God, and who it wasthat asked of you, he would have given to you  living water." "W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1236629/ "I must go to see my friend, for his sister weeps,he's been ill and in poor health, and now he sleeps;the disciples thought he was asleep in his own bed,Jesus corrected them, "our friend, Lazarus, is dead." Mary and Martha, grieving for their lost brother,"Your brother shall rise again," t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1236621/ Lord, You alone are the true vine,of your branches. there's a great number,the fruitage you produce, does shine,while blinded  brothers yet do slumber. we pray, that they, awaken from their sleep,that their eyes be opened to the light;the truth is calling them to be His sheep,to run the ra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1236167/ Mary Magdalene, weeping at the grave, peering in the tomb,two angelic beings there, clothed in white;no one else, garments cast aside,were the only remnants, of a long and lonely night. Mary, great tears falling from her eyes,cast a puzzled look at the scene around;"Woman, why do you weep?" the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1236164/ beware the wolfs in sheep's clothing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1236161/ It's always good to thank the Father. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1232700/ It's never too late to make a new creature of one's self. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1232690/ morning's sunshine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1230552/ a spiritual awareness... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1229378/ man's way are doomed to failure... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1228878/ sometimes, the excuses for being tardy are hard to believe... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1228874/ no love lost when you've gone,it vanished  many hurts ago;now I'll be content without you,it doesn't bother me, you know. what bothers me, is all the pain,that we inflicted on each other;all the bleeding, we couldn't stop,all the kindness we did smother. what bothers me, is all the li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1228391/ a new world...tomorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1226047/ okay, hey you, everybody listen up,get your flotation devices and get in the pool;it's time for water aerobics!where the seniors splash and rule!it's time to jump and thrash about,it's hot outside, but you'll stay cool;try not to interfere with anyone,and for goodness sake, try not to drool!tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1226038/ getting old happens to all of us http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1226023/ forgetting's not so easy... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1226016/ love doesn't change the memories... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1225139/ but to have loved and lost... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1223225/ when the ever happy face grows sober... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1223120/ Dedicated to the 19 young men that lost their lives battling this wildfire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1222670/ night dreams are oft times, not what they seem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1222283/ an appearing angel of light can be deceiving... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1198256/ a life renewed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drl/1197734/