http://slow.writerscafe.org/PastORWas The original writings of author Richard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011632 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  THIS was such a hiccup in my lifea place like any other whispered long and slowlike a day at the beachwhen i was curiousnow as i look back now, you look at me like ghosts can, doi look as same as beforeand night just when you feel alone like the moonand hopeful like t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1749485/ So here we were againfeeding the ducks in winteri know they were there beforeus, yes i saw themon the ice as it cracked andsplintered so unconfusing, with so much to saywith the wings that flappednothing cryptic, but with ourfeedingwould they get trapped?i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1739730/ In a cherry red field you were plantedWith a cherry red kissThe very thing you couldn't missHow could this happen to come to be andso soonYou were just resolving why nature'sunhappy, and blueAn airplane the size of the dogremember with a flea next doorSent your neighbou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1734444/  is night the samethingand it's not about to make some new friendsi had too muchreally fastgood for mescreamed my lettersit's not about youit's not about you it's not about youlook at mewould i liei do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1728974/ waiting for your smile to comei thought about our lovehoped it would do a trickand out on the floral grass and dirt stained with my jeanswe watched a shuttle it passed over thestreet I felt that a little bit didn't you?as it passed over a house two blocks from yours.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1727744/ Lea http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1725096/ Watched the stones as They made a pileYou weren't supposed to see...yetUnless there's a smile behindit allSomething for free!I felt wrong, stood there, watched my bike delivered bysome thiefHe gave a very nice stern lectureI listened butI wasn't doing this fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1723541/ FOR AN AGING PRINCESS. Your whole wicked life you hadthese handsthese handsthe nerve they had touchingthat's just how they learnedup in a daydream again, thatthe tortured towerscould outlast the siegebottle of thunder wouldn't howltonightthe things you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1723537/ After a minor stroke of such sweet luckthe self-addictionyou called your bird cradled yourpromiseas scarce as this materiala little target practice with someoneelse's bowyou grew tiredand missed the targetyou said that love "it made youcrazy" but the fresh air i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1720314/ this is no way means anything but being this and being that way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1712314/ a dream! a voice!girl knows boy knows girl knows feareyes open, bright lights, they close..The ship stuck mud in the ears of the turbines and gearsit presses on in the night and in day through a roseRoda! 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th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1697469/ at christmastimewhen all the trees gatherand the snow has no namewhen all the bells ring with theirmusic of choiceand our ears collect messagesand simply gather stormslike the coloring book back homea girl and her drum and her heart fullof paddingwon't sniff goodb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1697016/ Not enoughtime has passedsince ilast held my breathsince yousent that message underwatersaid "closeyour door on death"and stillnot enoughtime has passedsince i touchedyour lipscampaignedfor all my wishesand someof them, all but this one, were they such.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1689578/ Andso i went the same pathwonderedwhat it would be likeit'sscary, unrevealing, i'm too unfeeling, and it hit meiwas angry, around people, alone, transcendentalwithmy bloodforthcoming,the truth is ... and the most important part ...ata lighthousewhereeveryo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1684480/ you'remy first friendmybest friendandI know you intrinsically care Iknow because you'll always be thereorlook and seelooki love you, and it seems unfairbuti want tosomethingselfishfeelseasytospend the rest of my life with youcausei know y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1678183/ You'renot feeling now like you were yesterdaythat'sto be expectedchangesin temperature bring out the best in your forever worried faceyou'veheld on to things much deeper and more opulent for longerthana coffee, a danish, and a ridiculous glass chemistry seteventhe att.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1675433/ alwaysyours,ishow it started iput my hands there for supportyougave me the best things your wisdom   we were divided by a wavesparklingwaters had us surrounded all helpful and lostsinglemoments singled outoneon either side there'saplace in our .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1669397/ with moments like these oneswe won't be needing friendsthey'll add nothingwe can't always behavewe could betrying on the clothestrying out personalitiesyou prefer me and I'll become youtrying new positions at half the speedtrying our best to not let the other peop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1665973/ the allure is just that there is everywhereand you've been¸ and I haven'tmy jealous memoryand you've been good, I recallcolorful lights they call themselves nightmy stomach churns i stoke the windmillcranking in my soulpowerful as the ships up in the skyand the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1663211/ the sun'sdreadful owneris something of a sinreally, theheat could singe the threadthat keeps ustogetherand anymoments had could prove and thecourier cloud runs as fast as it canno waterretentionand as I canfairly tellthere's a deepmisunderstanding in our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1662161/ i can't tellyou enoughdarkcrippling waves goodbye ... it's energy savedlike youfound the key with no small effortand simply turnedthe doornot sounbecoming honestly uncertain you're sureyou don'tneed me, but your hourglass looks fadedyour candleis half.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1660372/ why're we talkingif all it does is doesn't do us any goodi don't care if the book saidi don't care about myselfyou can take care of yourselfthis friendship will never die that's why we're friends now at least we're friends i've never known a friend beforei'm not part of the roadnot the linesstraight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1657558/ the fools of the foothills are money-rich and time-poorincredulous, for their ignorantwith their wicked honest barbed tonguesdoing damage though they cannot knowto the licking pondsto the lotus and the marsh and the snowtip-toeing gently around a refreshment bushgrowing seasonal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1655452/ o to matter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1652844/ mother, so difficultmother, so differentin the light the guiding light i stand tallin the cold the freezing coldi worrybrother, have the faithto remember yourself on your birthdaythis way hurryhave the courage to go from place to place like you used tomariyari i thoughtwhen the h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1651338/ I'm close to confession the bells have stopped ringingyou helped me believelike the leaf blowing byI could run like the wind you could smile with your eyesand the dopamine I needed was still worth a trywell the bells helped your singingnow i can see whythe leaf that got awaynow lives.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1650553/ i was caught ironically in the middle of a raineach drop a gift someone said a momenti don't know why my car broke downi let it the bridge to the other sideweighed heavy on my consciencebeyond where??should i have gone or was i just waitingfor the right personnot 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….perfectly perfectlyperfect, to meI find myself wishingand bubblingand hummingand buzzingand into your flower I smelland I try not to sneezeyour stem is toughyour pollen is sweetI find my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1624259/ tomorrow, this will all look different to younightshade by the thousand islands    the way you make me happyquite sure either way, it doesn't mean you have to stop or listen because I askedor shouted just because I wasmy selfish halfthere's something wrong, andthere could be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1618375/ so i've been reading a lot about things like thiswhere to go now, I made you everything you see here, except thisexcept i made you cryi was worried about what time had lefttelling not showing you howi was worriedso much about whatever, what matters isI love youbecause although.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1618374/ years went byand the flower bloomedthe tables turnedand the machine kept workinghard 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dieit's time for you to tell meand it's time for me to listenit's time for you to shortennothing from your lifebut methat story should be longand it's time for me to bring somethingof use, to any these.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1599300/ I was listening to the album nothing feels good http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1596041/ Your swollen heart is better i visit you almost every daywe just sit and watch nebulous clouds daring to dream,exchanging stories of children who were us, and then, our ownwaiting pool and other good oneshalfway through the house and your mother bought it on the spotit was crazy t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PastORWas/1594852/ I need you to believe me for a minuteI won't take forever and I'm not really goingjust keep holding the jacketor come with me a precious lot you think of time  that always struck melike a friend… always with youlike nature always in youno, it won't take long, no .. 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