http://slow.writerscafe.org/nico13 The original writings of author N.E.T. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004782 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Early Sunday MorningsAlwaysThe dawn breaks at her knotted fingersWhere she weepsOver bantam flour pyramids, drifts of her memories frailMistaken for star dust, or cocoa brumesHow delicious is a parodydespite the bitter piquancy remainingleft idle on her tongueA kitchen of stoic semblancepallid essen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/595011/ Your lips infused with honey, kiss my lonely ones, My salty plumesOpen of tiny minuets, off-scale notesNeither sharps, nor flats, nor sufficient staccatosSweeter rhythms do protestConformity of certain time, uncertain is mineRibbon laced by quarter notes at restI sleep to dream, conductor&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/552990/  Salty air hits my nose, envelopesmy tongueMaking love to my sensesapart In JuneSweltering hot sun beatshard at my skinMy mask, melting under,submerged in the beneathWrinkles my toes Kisses the back of my calveswith the cold rush Spray at my bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/551937/ Idle portion profile, the old man kept stillhe sitssickly, wide grinned jackalthe neighbor retracts his familiarityfaux designs of a complimentary "hello"  descendCloudy kitchen window, peaking frail shadow persists Mad man of the widowed friendtoo many houses down the roadLovers&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/549609/ While you are goneYou live inside everythingYour existence lingers on the air Casting your voice to the shadowsTrapped in the breezeYou breathe in through the aura of the skyA beautiful cloudThe fervency of the setting sunI heard you wrapped up in the wind, between the lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/549273/ WintersSnow Looking upon the last touch of winters silent embraceGentle falling snow lights up the hollow naked of the sleeping earthSlightly speckled colors, flicker and dance, upon the new white  Every shadow, every detail before unseenVisible against the ni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/542710/ Without her...  The world cries with the intention of her move  The brush strokes get lost in the far away canvas  The old drips on the floor  Dry up in her absence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/528167/ I'd appreciate any thought or comments on this one-Thanks! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/527856/ A piece written for the memorial of my twin sister. We created a tribute for the anniversary of her death- we all gave something or a form of art, to honor her because she was an artist. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/526969/ I want time to be of no relevanceI want the raw pain of a deep love to be aside from its intoleranceI want the truth to be far subtracted from any selfish consequenceI want ignorance and all its biased forms of hate to be lacking in its dominanceI want all that remains between us to live h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/524627/ 　He could paint with his eyesThe way they stared, the way they movedWaters Ominous wakeOrange, deep blue, blazing redDevouring every pieceA reflectionA perfect, eluded spaceThe world in fragmented little mirrors, winksAnd whispersThe first shout of silenceEven the colors melt and trembleL.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/524146/  We have been everywhere togetherAnd have gone nowherethis timeIt means nothingBut remains everything to meAmazing, isn’t it?How lost you can becomeYour attention drawn so far away, its like a drugAnd it all seems like nothingTill its goneIt all seems like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/523965/ I know youYou were the music to the words in my songYou were the only smile inside everything I couldn’t seeAll unwanted dreamsThe little glimmer inside everything so wrongI know youYou were the last sip, last kiss, and the last danceYou were the beauty inside my uglySilent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nico13/523960/