http://slow.writerscafe.org/TentCity The original writings of author AnthonyBrumley en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011768 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 By the sun bleached skin around his eyes can you see his soul?Will it show you the sunsets he witnessed alone?If he tells you of the path through mountain will you listen?Welcome sleepless nights while coyoties play in the distance.Lullaby's like a whisper sent by a stream somewhere in the night.Mou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/703758/ Sleepless nights longing to lay languid in the saftey of your embraceOh the dreams I've hadEach detail of yours eye's engraved on my soulYour face I've never seenDo my blind eye's hold lightDeprive my soul, hold back, give all that I have, all I do not yet possesPromis all that I may wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/656124/ New waves of emotion reaching the surfaceFlowing from new formed eyes rich in soulWishing nothing except to share his heart with youTake you in with his eyes Would you embrace a soul that knows no limitsWould you lay in the sand counting the starsBecome one with a sick heartOnly in you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/651124/ Do you listen or do you hear? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/651120/ unlived life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/651118/ Arms or the unknown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/641745/ Just another day awayJust another tear awayPerhaps a wave awayFrom finding my soulJust another day awayAnother tear awayWave awayA shot awayFrom my soulLiquid sunshine filling the day'sNo light on the wayTo define myself without breath doesn't seem the way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/617693/ The life and times of a man without a reflection http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/550403/ On an island farAway from this coast A place where now I'm just a ghostSome are clear memoriesSome are not as they seemSomewhere in the mist I lost track of my dreams Hot summer nights down in BajaHot summer sweat pours downMe and a friend on familiar cornersWe've seen .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TentCity/530562/