http://slow.writerscafe.org/ravyne The original writings of author peggy boone en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031766 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is the second half of my book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/1332586/ When her mother called her in for supper, she was no where to be found. She had her son, Peter, to search the grounds for his sister. As he was on his way out of the house, he passed his father. When William walked into the house, he was met with the desperate look on his wife's face.He went over to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/1235160/ When William Adams returned home from the city, his wife, Victoria, met him at the door. He went over and gave her a kiss on the cheek."My Dear, has something happened?""Do you know a woman named Rebecca Adams. Is she family of yours?""I have told you about my brother, Howard, haven't I ?""I believe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/1234658/ This is the final part of my Salem story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/815248/ My book continued. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/813975/ This is the beginning of my book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/813940/ I am adding to the book I was working on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/813534/ I wrote this after my tabby cat, Dannyboy (Tinky) got killed and I was blaming myself for it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/778805/ Prissy is my new cat. She took Dannyboy's place after he died. These are some poems I have written for her. Some of them are comical. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/773971/ Poem 2 in Remembering Dannyboy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/732029/ This is poem 1 for Remembering Dannyboy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/731409/ Some of you probably read my book, Dannyboy's Book. On February 16, 2011, I found him layng in the street where a car hit him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/731377/ I spend my days,with my face in my dish.Mommy and Peggy feed me,whenever I wish.What do you mean, when you say I'm fat?I'm just a growing p***y cat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/637265/ I don't lift my leg,or tear up the house.Or I don't bring inside,my latest mouse.I'm always a good kitty. When I play with Mommy,I try not to bite.For if I do,she will put me outside for the night.And when I get mad,I try not to fight.I am always a good kitty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/637263/ Mommy says I am spoiled,but I don't think so.When I want to go out,it is to the back door I go. When it is time for my supper,then it is without fail.That you can't close the refrigerator,until you push aside my tail. Here I come again,I am wanting someone's love.I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/637260/ This is another poem for Dannyboy's Book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/634736/ This poem is about how hard it is to give him medicine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/631589/ Dannyboy thinks that because he rules the house, that he is allowed to do whatever he wishes in it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/631585/ This poem is just the names our cat goes by. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/631579/ This is a collection of poems I have written that comes through the eyes and from the mind of a cat. Dannyboy is the name of MY cat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/631563/ This is my entry for the That Couplet contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/573901/ This is for the 3 word poem contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/531703/ This is for the Cats and Dogs contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/519953/      Howard Adams was walking down the dirt road, when he passed an old woman named Sarah Walker. She was a sickly woman dressed in rags. There had been talk around the villagers that the woman practised the black arts, but Howard scoffed at the talk. That particular day, she wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/491986/ Our story concerns a house in a small Maine town. On the uotside, it seemed like a normal house. It is a dark blue house with a picket fence. Curtains hang in the windows.It is the type of house where all of the neighborhood children want to go. A swimming pool graces the backyard. On the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/491961/ An assortment of new poems I have written. Also some of my favorite old ones. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/489060/ This is the first two chapters of a book I have been working on for over a year. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ravyne/488436/