http://slow.writerscafe.org/CoyandClearPoet The original writings of author Tamara (The Coy & Clear Poet) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776250152 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I scribbled the first three lines and thought "Oh, nice.' I don't know how I feel now, but here goes! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1257783/                Finally it comes,The sentences I've heard,Have reached my heart,Finally they arrive,In time not of mine,In His time,Finally I'm ready,For these true and loving words,To heal and encourage me,Daddy told me,"It's okay to be tall,That my personalit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1189634/ My self image. I'm between to large demographics in my community. Not the mate most men of color imagine, 6', dark -skinned,quirky & guarded. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1164776/ A poem about the moment between decisions made...That stomach-lurching lovely time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1164768/ Walking by a small group of guys I noticed my usual extra long-strided let the hips swing & fall where they may I'm in a rush walk, had quickly changed to a cuter stride. My first line came then... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1164139/ Walking by a small group of guys I noticed my usual extra long-strided let the hips swing & fall where they may I'm in a rush walk, had quickly changed to a cuter stride. My first line came then... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1164133/ Just a city bus ride in Hartford remembering the past. A little lazy writing that makes me laugh sometimes:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1163694/ My moment of resolve. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1163690/ In this poem,"passion" is my desire for full and joyful life. Maybe writing this poem is the beginning of that full and joyful life. & it was quite a freeing process. Enjoy. -Thanks for reading http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1163584/ It was written following a bad dream. In the end i had to tell all those in my life the shameful news. I was alone and broken.So this is the real story of me (with reference to the dream of course). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoyandClearPoet/1163527/