http://slow.writerscafe.org/YourInnocentRose The original writings of author Whiterose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776282422 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My internal reaction to the friend-zone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1231651/ My pain, my anger goes inside the glass jarDrop by drop by dropIt has been trickling inside So many years, my glass jar has been my faithful companionHolding dearly the emotions I don’t like to expressIt’s been so long since I found my jarThat I no longer notice h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1210841/ A reflection on the past. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1210782/ This was so much fun to write. I took a class that analyzed detective fiction last semester and that's where many of the allusions came from. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1210768/ I wrote this while thinking about several of my closest friends. This was surprisingly emotional for me to write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1198184/ As I travel through life I am surrounded by color:The vibrant green of glistening tree leaves,The bright golden sunbeams dancing through the clouds,The deep reds of blooming blossoms,The brilliant blues of the glowing sky.But as I move forward I suddenly rememberThat such colors have never been seen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1195947/ Time as a concept is strangeIt seems random in what it causes to changeFor some things it nurtures to allow them to stayYet many others it simply takes awayThere was a time my cousins would play dolls with meNo thoughts given to their masculinityNow hockey takes up all of their daysAnd I stand on th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1195942/ The needles slide against each other, creating a quiet click of physical teamworkKnit one rowPurl one rowThe soft blue yarn slides between my fingers, merging into a new form at my willKnit one rowPurl one rowA small panic attack as one stitch threatens to slide off the needle tipKnit one rowPurl on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1195934/ Another poem from 10th grade that I almost entirely forgot about. I can't remember if this one is finished either. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193492/ A poem that I wrote in the 10th grade because a friend wanted me to enter a writing contest. I chickened out and I can't remember if it's finished, but here it is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193489/ My heart's been stolen.  No ransom can get it back from the man that does not realize he has it.  The crime isn't that it no longer belongs to me; I'd willingly give it to him again if it meant that he'd realize he had it, most likely had it all along.  The true crime is that he has n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193487/ A personal reflection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193483/ I miss youThat’s all I need to sayI don’t like feeling so distantOr that you’ve gone away It’s silly for me to feel like thisOnly 3 weeks til you’re homeYet knowing that makes this harderI don’t wanna be alone I&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193478/ A sonnet that I wrote for an English class that is especially close to my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourInnocentRose/1193477/