http://slow.writerscafe.org/fscudmore The original writings of author Scott en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010130 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I would for thee alone this temple buildOf animate muscle, hot blood, and boneTo walk along its weary walls and waysTake rest awhile and lie upon its polished stone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fscudmore/1374527/ Probably from 1996 - 2003 writings. It gets edited every time I look at it! Here is the 2014 version. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fscudmore/1366576/ The fingers of my left handCould capture this perfectionAs a 4B soft and charcoal face.Sculpted.Breathless.In a youth that now causes painI would draw youFrom the shadows of a backlit darknessWith your eyes burning upThrough those fallen ebony bangsAnd all that barbed wireIn a downward three qu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fscudmore/1363573/ I woke to morning mist againWhite and curled atop the grainLove when I left for the day, we kissedThough this too has burned offWith the rising of the sun.I traveled forward in this gracePast the crumpled bird that lies  in stateOn Riverside Drive, lonely motorists driveFiling pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fscudmore/1363571/