http://slow.writerscafe.org/SineadJulia The original writings of author SineadJulia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073768 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I write with the twinkling of the night stars, peering out into the infinite universe above, and I wonder if the night will ever come bearing gifts other than those of perpetual loneliness. Perhaps the sky herself is lonely, her tears stream down flooding the city streets.  She is an open expan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1703774/ "It crept upon me with slender talons that scraped through my body with fiery ambition, and with the death of may flowers, the sickness bloomed." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1703770/ Your face inviting, as a red welcome mat but    not       without the stains                            of dirty shoes                 &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1263221/ It isn't so muchthat I want to sleep,but more so,that I no longer wantto be awake.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1258292/ A short ode about the coming of spring http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1248085/  Thecherry blossom trees swayed gently in the breeze, their pink hues illuminated the grassy field like ballerina’s twirling eloquently in the twilight.  The golden glow of the sun, slowly whisperinggoodnight, intertwined with the colors of the moon- creating a sunset of warm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1248078/ A fairy floated gently to the ground, wings not beating, heart without sound. The world had stopped believing, all hope was lost.Her tiny spirit the cost.She laid there delicately, a pink petal glimmering.Yet with each tear I shed, I knew somewhere, a new one was s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1246929/ the heart can know, the heart can feel, the pain of another without the need of concrete knowledge for the brain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1221814/ daily poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1221792/ Inspired by the Greek word Amaranthos. Meaning unfading. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1217975/ The haunting of reminiscence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1217968/ Some call it beauty, others a disease. Anorexia. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1217133/ A late night explosion of shut down feelings from long ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SineadJulia/1216679/