http://slow.writerscafe.org/jennyd3 The original writings of author Jenny en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015428 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i dont even know if this makes sense but i write to speak when i have no words... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1883465/ We cry and pray for changeBut never say what should stay the sameWaiting for someone who will disengageSomeone who feels our rage And then a man standsOne with promise in his hands Will he serve the way we say?Or find a way to a different place?Will he upset what used to be?Wreak havoc in our c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1881141/ Thoughts sitting on my breath thattravel acrossthe sharp vibrations on the tip of my toungueWordsThey dress my mind and furnish my heartbuild me up and break me downWordsArticulate gesticulations, actionskisseshugswinksslapsWordsare what you wish you wrote and spokehappiness, sadness, tear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1880727/ It scares meIt guards the gate and tells tales of the wonders beyondMakes me dream of hues of yellow and blueMakes me crave their warmth on my back and see them dance in the cloudsLife would be a summer breezeDanger an adventureThese shackles would no longer bindandI would no longer be fri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1880050/ CatchBy Jennifer David“I’m not leaving you. I’m leaving him,” she'd say as our family minivan pulled away.Those words meant what when she’d literally leave me? Nothing. Those are words that she’d say to live with herself. But we all know they don’t make any .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1879697/ just my thoughts from about a year ago. it's an interesting journal but i felt like sharing it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1873709/    Remember the kingdom that fell by the earthquake that came and shook us awake   Remember the kingdom that fellas our father stood over the cliff and watched   Remeber the kingdom that fell by her handsas we watched a ferocious rain pour down his face  &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1873121/ I'llbe lifted high above the clear waterspainted by the setting sunI'll flyas its colors, brilliant and bold,reflect off my wings like sea glassAnd when I catch my breathI'll return to the grids, the patterns,the routines of the busy streetsI'll fly home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1873064/ I had to write a short story for english and decided to write this sooo..... yeah http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1306249/ I wanted to tell the story of beauty and the beast with a twist http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1306246/ Only DeathSometimes Isee only deathSometimes Iwant to rest I want to feel your breath But sometimes I want to rest  I miss your mid night snacks The times I’d never restHoney Buns ‘till the morning sunThe loneliness has just begun Sometimes I want to restSometimes I only se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jennyd3/1306071/