http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dharma%20Talk The original writings of author T. N. Hodges en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775988376 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Draft i http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1290863/ Draft i http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1290415/ Draft i http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1290124/ The wimpering windsCall for change to showChipping awayAt a thirty year homeOur table is vacantEmpty cups and broken bowlsIn the basement I stayIn the basement you goA devil shows throughA ghost from the pastA creature of habitToo broken to lastThe weight of the worldOn a family crossBetter to have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1289437/ Tin flavors in the breezewith plumesbucolicdalliance of a few moonsmany moons ago-optimism I couldn't really touchyears ago, they didn't know my nameand in years to comeit will be the sameliving somewherethe sun never rises;the moon never lies downI can see in nephilim dreamsharbingers are fewD.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1289361/ Draft iii http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1288106/ I remember moments in the grassand forgiveness that wasn't deservedTimes that I was nakedand covered in bug bitesYour look-it never changedand when I felt estrangedyou held me in a feather down embraceto ease my shakingMust you forgive a creatorwhen they pluck the birds from view?As I get olderlove .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1287313/ staying upto watch you sleeptimeless nightstake your timetake your timetreating lovelike dead friendsclutch the sheetsshake and ascendshake and ascendin the shallowsI need some helpin the gallowsI need a shelf-you had me worriedI'm not so worried nowtry and calmall your ghoststhey can hold you backa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1287308/ It never seemsthat the moon alignsand chakra stonesnever feel rightthis summer seemsto be a waste-there's a cloud in your mindand astrological signsare never in placewe fade through barsand share our scarsyou taste of lemonsand fill me with hopebeing a mess in your front yardbug bites coun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1287305/ Quiet hands brush my chestvisions of the days first blushfevered lovers dressed in sheetsan ear to her breast speaksthe soundand the wavesare precious like lovers words but now and againa silence is what we birthdigits dote on waking momentstender thoughts in faultless eyescurls and a gaze.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1287300/ Be patientLife and the consumed could only move upit would seemfingers slowly creep inthe results are debilitatingI have to be patientbeneath the hollowa glass house guards what we fearshapeless faces scream forgivenessunsettlingthe cause drifts awayyet the sense never didthe mind in watera body mad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1287299/ Not completed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1284758/ A partial work that I am still working on. Mostly with the flow of the last half. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/1255889/ Today I realized just how alone I really amin your time of need, I can promise youno one will be there to ease your pain.no one will helpI can promise that you will lament.with no one therewhat else could you possibly dothe ones there to help only do sowhen the feeling is rightThey will comfort you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/601795/ ~ForeverSeems Like a Waste of Time~ByT.N. Hodges3rdDraft              At one point, I wasdead. At least I thought I was. It took some time and soon I accepted thatfact. I was either dreaming, dead, or .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/600194/ Something I write at the beginning of every new journal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/595310/ A spoken word poem I have performed a few times. All reviews appreciated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/595307/ An effective guise has been our shelter for so long this has been our home white wine nights are followed  by comfortable coffee mornings I wouldn't have it any other way An erroneous decision Audacious choices have decided our outcome    truly&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/595303/ Cadence, my loving star select season of paradise A vision of what we want to be A vision of what we once were A thought that can never be heard you are still my virile prowess Calloused fingers  heartstrings in concord harmonious nocturne I am a man of me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/595302/                            He's dying                    Rooms are too small for the friction we've been dealt                 &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dharma-Talk/507876/