http://slow.writerscafe.org/rachelredstone The original writings of author RachelRedstone en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776049511 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Poem made from words on a page in The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe, when they children are talking with the professor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1782446/ Hope is rain,It bringsNew lifeIn its aftermath. It calms youWith it’sPitter patterOn your roof. It makes you SmileWhen it landsWith aCold sensationOn your face. It washes awayAll theSadness a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1542963/ Light.Light rules over darkness.It conquers the darkness,always destroying it. Light is brighter than bright.It never dulls, it keeps going,no matter what.Light is everlasting.It will never end, alwaysgoing, never stopping.Light is hope.It defeats our sadness,helping us be the optimism of the world... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1449066/ I made you.I made you to be happy.You are happy in the eveningas the sun sets.I made you to be sad.You are sad from the hurt inside.I made you to be angry.You are angry at thehorrors of the world.I made you to have a voice.You speak out against evils of the world.I made you to be brave.You stay away.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1421211/ This is a child. I am trying to show why I think children are afraid of the dark. I think it would be Psychology, but I'm not sure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1366877/ This is actually REALISTIC FICTION, but its not in the genre list. Sorry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1366135/ This is about a child, who's things go missing, to later find out her family was moving. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1364579/ I may accidentally copy the writer Gracious, but its mostly inspired by her. Check her out! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1364150/ Tonight's the night.The wind is screaminglike a creature in the dark,wanting to get me.Tonight's the night.The sky is clouded,blocking every view ofthe far away stars.Tonight's the night.The rain is pelting,coming down in sheetstrying to tear the roof from the house.Tonight's the night.A pack of wol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1363194/ Hi! srry if i haven't been keeping up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1362516/               "What Just happened?" I asked Dana as we sat in our beds that night. The whole moment had become a blur. The people had come in, introduced themselves, talked to us a little, although I don't remember what they said, fill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1253031/ Work, work, work,day and night.Work, work, work,from dusk till light.Work, work, work,with all our might.Can we take a break? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1216802/ Little ones are cute,as little ones should.Little ones are small,for they have not grown fully.Little ones are wobbly,when they first learn to walk. Little ones are curious,of everything around them.Little ones are new,with new life and love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1216350/  As I walked ahead in line, I groaned at the site of today's supper. "Not this again" I muttered. It was the third time we were having Cheese Glop, or whatever they called it. Cheese glop was gooey, sticky and absolutely disgusting! It only had one real ingredient in it: cheese. The rest, I had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213939/     I could not believe my ears. Was this possible! Was this who I really was after all these years? These years without them? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213690/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213684/ I'm not driving in that car.That car has been through snow, rain, ice, and wind.I'm not driving that car.That car has bird poop on and in it from left open windows.I'm not driving that car.That car has a big dent in the back from a falling tree.I'm not driving that car.That car has an almost broken .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213209/ This is a poem I wrote because I was bored. I hope you like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213132/ That hallway is dark with the darkness of dark.That hallway is frightening with the sound of your feet bouncing off the walls.That hallway is creepy with the shadows of things unknown. I don't want to go down that hallway. Do you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rachelredstone/1213129/