http://slow.writerscafe.org/Criollo The original writings of author Al R. Arce en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776002098 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Flash fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/2029856/ A very depressing poem... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1690166/ Just a scribble http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1663741/ To my wife, for Valentine's Day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1478788/ A moon's twisted smile overjoys the winter's coldAs an owl's song enchants an audience that hidesWithin nude trees, their hearts pounding in deep tranceFor he knows within his song, the winter's just begunSnowflakes dance in sinister flight to the tune of painAs the strong feasts upon th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1426621/ Somedays we feel like we're drowning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1395272/ Pure random thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1392029/ Light reading for the heavy heart! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1388685/ I was actually sitting on my Porch when I wrote this! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1388591/ On a summer afternoon, as I looked upon my returning sonFrom wars waged in unknown lands, over reasons from us banned,I saw no glitter of joy, but rather the coldness of someone stoic.As if someone or something had undone him from within"Did you see the nightmares I warned you about, the rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1387117/ A cool late afternoon drive, the wind and smells of spring exploding in the airAs the Roadster purrs while caressing the snaky winery trailsYour eyes remain captive of your hand held device, as life flies by...Burning wood crackling screams, murmurs of a stream which needs not to breatheBi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1382201/ I remember a while back, during Grandpa’s wakeLittle Blake came to me, and quietly sat on my lapHis eyes showed disarray as he looked upon my faceI asked him affably, what was troubling his dayHe wanted to know the meaning of the word familyHis question overflowed my senses and my th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1309395/ Just something that came out while this winter continues to depress me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1303425/ Autobiographic in nature... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1298400/ From the heartland http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1286330/ Three snowflakes met while falling from a cloudOne was a hexagon, the second a fern and the last one a stellarThey were floating through the air as they were lighter than a featherWeightless, in comfort, no worries, of the wind they felt dwellersNever thinking in the end, they might be ploug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1283891/ A poem about the true meaning of christmas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1276621/ Love is never easy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1265414/ A story about taking shortcuts, and the value of seeking help. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1263498/ A poem of love lost http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1263003/ Another Poem in my line of I don't want to be here ! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1262581/ Are we really free? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1259557/ Just toying with rhymes! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1255094/ This is as me as a poem can get! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1251952/ Coexist! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1251698/ Can you tell why this is a horror poem? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1251444/ Need I say anything else? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1248068/ Inspired by true events. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1246041/ Always be good to everyone! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1243503/ This poem is based on the stories around the most haunted place in Missouri, Zombie Road http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1241840/ Just something I wrote for a contest... I think if Robocop could write poetry, this is what he would write! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1239422/ What a poem means to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1238622/ Something to make you feel better! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1237952/ Inspired by ELO's album, Time, this is Science Fiction story of love and the triumph of the human soul over worlds separated by the ultimate obstacle, time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1236488/ Some of the things I've tried to teach my son... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1236332/ Just a thought! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1232008/ Where have the smirks all gone?No longer can we feel or seeA fading skill the use of witsThe awareness to talk without a wordThe consciousness of inferring That in order to screed You don't need the use of lexicons.dEz old ppl alwys accusing meOf tellin dem things I nevr sAf i du.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1227055/ http://www.aacap.org/AACAP/Families_and_Youth/Resource_Centers/Oppositional_Defiant_Disorder_Resource_Center/Home.aspx http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1226898/ This is the one poem so far that I've written in a truly emotional state. Not afraid to say it, after all, isn't that what we are all about? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225935/ Just a little something for my favorite hockey team! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225932/ An homage to Bob Marley http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225930/ Beginnings sometimes can be deceiving.They may not inspire the look onto our eyes.Crawling among trees, just trying to get by.Silently in fear of most every little thing.Then one day I realize my future must be gild.That there must be a purpose for me being here.Unknowingly I labor, as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225924/ Aging is most troublesomeEveryone knows it comesBut when we finally face itWe find ourselves unfitOne day I travel to St. LouisYet in Indiana is were I getI start looking for toilettesFor the one we have leaves me dewyCandlelights become comfortingNature sounds flow from TuneIn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225923/ Aging is a most peculiar eventYou think you know what is all aboutBut as it slowly reinventsIt hits you like a whispering shout. It starts with your tastes...One day you start eating pig's feetSuddenly you like Marley and CliffCigars and Bourbon are great for your wasteSilence, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225922/ Something about the things that separate us, instead of uniting us http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Criollo/1225920/