http://slow.writerscafe.org/Fillmyeyes The original writings of author Fillmyeyes en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776105004 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Your hand scooped me up from the rivers edgewhere the water ever flowing kept me suppleyou laid me upon the wheel, turning slowlyyour gentle touch formed me,shaping my every curve.lifting me tall, yet allowing me to remain open,open to all that lay ahead of meI am a vessel, created by your hand alon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/2853857/ This is a poem that just "happened".... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268801/ Alone~The summer sun has faded, the skies grow dimleaving way to the dampness of autumn.~The beauty does not comfort meany more than your pictureon my nightstandcomforts me.~This background serves no purpose,only what"touches me" is truth,the dampness touches me.not the warmth of colors,~y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268388/ Leaves       drifting                slowly   colors    raining    down~twirling         in the                wind ~&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268384/ Whirling twirling towards the groundcolors drifting raining down~red and orange gold and browndrifting, spinningfloating round~all the beautyshowering mefluttering ohso gracefully~softly falling from up abovewondrous colors autumns love~Jean10-20-13FILLMYEYES http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268383/ You guide me along the sweetest path...              taking my hand and leading me...              ~                   To the brink of existence...        &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268380/ Another notebook....One of so many that has been. Last one closed and tucked away For reference and safe keeping...~Fresh clean pages await me Collecting all that I experienceAll that I learn All that I seek...~Notes to self....Doodles...of my whimsical thoughtsSketches of my dre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1268371/ Creator of alldrifting in heavens gloryhis tears fall like rain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1267364/ Gentle flowing breezewater ripples quietlymother earth content http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1267349/ when the sun is softly settledand the moon comes out to playthere's an overwhelming calmthat settles on each day~there is a certain silencewhen, the stars do start to danceas they meet up in the deepest nightsuch a beautiful romance~the breeze becomes their musicas they dance up in the skythe darkne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1267313/ A quiet kiss, a simple touch.      A silent devotion, accepted, returned.               A union, understood, without obligation                               A .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1266950/ some nights I waketo a familiar toucha soft whisperwarm breath upon my skin~I reach but you are not there~I gasp to breathe the air heavy on my  chest~I listen yet there are no longer whispers to be heard~I see nothing in theblackest night~I feel only the cold breath of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1266949/ The summer sun has faded, the skies grow dimleaving way to the dampnessof autumn.~The beauty does not comfort meany more thanyour pictureon my nightstandcomfortsme.~This backgroundserves nopurpose,only what"touches me" is truth,the dampnesstouches me not the warmth of colors.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fillmyeyes/1266946/