http://slow.writerscafe.org/pres68 The original writings of author John Preston en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083517 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A persistent dream that woke me early one morning sometime after midnight in 2014. This story I tell came as I slept sometime after midnight in 2014. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/3119219/  Oh Aphrodite! Whohave thou sent this beautiful theros day, warm even hot in direct sunlight this morn; an ordinary dayno thought of love, no one in mind as I walk outside, with my sand dunes toclimb. Somehow unknowing, fate, chance their one step high; an angel, my eyes to her e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/2058911/ Green to blew my heart is true.See in the sky how high I fly,looking downDo you see that town?Nothing is moving because of you.You’re slumber makes the world standstill.Arise, wake up; the moons had enough.See the sun’s rays beyond hill range?He’s ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1840205/ A hot sunny day at The Warren. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1837259/ This from a very small part of my manuscript when a certain young lady falls asleep and dreams -please read my text. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1822710/ I'm writing a story and this might be a dream of a dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1658317/ Four puppies are born on a February night. The wind is blustery outside, is this a curse for the next eight happy weeks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1643778/ Her name is Janecould I be her Tarzanswinging from vine to vineI very much dough it Swinging  pillar to postYelling out, oh damn words are Trademarkscan’t use them here oh dearI’ll shout them outdid you hear the shrillBirds taken flight from canopy’s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1643238/        New To Me - NumerologyOld or new I never knowA dressdoesn’t make the womanthe woman makes the dress.A woman’smake-up is just a maskRemove, the wall falls down.She adiamond sparkles never ever looking rough.Young atheart, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1643212/ I'll not say whom this lady is, but i have her permission to use her photos. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1638891/ Advertising Medium Advertising paper for the trade in 1888 England. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1615367/ One damage ones reading glasses -expensive to replace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1610476/            Her name is CharlotteFirm, full of flavourBest, they say steamor upon the boilThis little wenchfrom SuffolkThey say she’s fullof natural sourceVitamin CHelps the bones, blood vessels, teeth, skin and gums work properly tooBody will absorb the ironM.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1599221/ There’s a young lady who writes fromafarAnd what of you I know I’m a pa not a maMight I find her, so wonderful in a paradeShe’s pretty and slim, petite, her taste palate What can I say my heart be smitten in a cageSparkling bright, sky blue eye’s &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1597716/ Eyes are blueCan’t do without youRambling, trollingSo deep blue Flying catsBats - caves upside downGreen are yoursChange not sight bound Bright in spiritDancing streams beamFlowing swirlingTiptoes, stones beneath Purple colour to pleaseDiamond to sooth a heartGold colour of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1565856/ Handlewith care, she’s so fareGorgeous long, flowing hairEye’s so bright, so star lightSeeing you, seeing meLooks that could, melt a heartRosé checks Oh! A peachHer smile, yes her smile takes holdSaying unspoken words of loveTake control blinded foolNow her snowy perfect white t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1506071/ Me thinx your lovely so bubblyShall we make a start Oh’ jubblyI’ve never seen de SphinxMe thinx I’m not on your parWe don’t really live that farApart is in the mind, that’s fineThat golf ball you lost its mineCould we ever maybe neverBe on a green playing sweetEvergreen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1487029/ Atime gone by never more byeMemory’s hidden deep whyWent to the fairCouldn't give a care Being so young playing a dareEnjoying the dayDo you see not a squireEight or nine Oh’ never mindNo thought of dangerWhy should there beOut to play safe those timesWinds f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1479615/ There was darkness, nothing, then a small Glimmer, pulsating piecing light appeared visibleexpanding as it approached it intensified opaquein brightness as it did so, it encircled-encompassThe light was strenuously active, vigorouspowerfully operative as it encircled enclosedwhat one c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1478613/ Words and lines not always rightI’m not a wren or chicken in a pen“No, not a bird, with a perfect formHave you heard the swallow’s callTry againI’m not a machine, I have a heart beatDo you see a tree waving nodding in the breezeEach golden tear drop clean’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1478501/ Aview from a room windows loomSummer months long gone gloomDark misty morning breaks at lastQuite, stillness trees asleep blastCar’s,people doing their fast thingDreams of what could be-never ringDreary day’s so short, long for springAlas fair maiden ‘twas never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1476286/ The loss of an English way of life being overtaken by minority groups and the European Union forcing its will. And so this land is sadly going to the dogs, no more free speech whatever one may say.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1476124/ “Yes, she’s made to loveWhat can we sayFlesh and bloodWarmth and cuddlesDon’t leave her aloneDon’t stay on one’s ownWith no one presentOne’s heart is waiting trueTo have two join as oneFor eternity my diamondEyes sparkle smile meetPearl drop, snow white te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1475560/ To see a face without sounding a word a female form covered for all? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1474861/ All the three's? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1454227/ Heart and soul taking its tolllonging waiting let’s be boldWords I here surely not toldwhispering softly in the coldFeeling excitement rushingthrough my veins Sweetly thy words warmsBut who are you to warnNo not who but why, my No face, no knowing whyTis a pleasure inside oh .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1454143/ Blossom tree, Oh! Blossom treeWhy are you waving at meYour young slender formIt do truly, surely teaseBlossom tree, Oh! Blossom treeWhy are you whispering to meYour young slender formIt has so captivated meBlossom tree, Oh! 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Feel that breezeHope of love, all but lost, fading blindlyStreams of unforgettable excruciationDominio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1408205/ Emma and Jim went sailing with O’finDown to the shoreline did go, not swimO’fin, he asked, are you sure? You want to row.Emma and Jim looked in aweas they took hold of their oars.“Wow’ said Emma, this rowing boat is bigYes’ said O’fin, we could a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1406409/ Just a mix of words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1403251/ Haveyou seen the girl from Albuquerqueshe’s certainly not a fir tree turkeyYes one gaggles, but oh so sweet thy cackles I believe one lives on a farm, so many cattleI’veread her words of love, no deceitJust a normal girl, honest, trusty sweetHer looks so appealing, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1402014/ ADescription explains mistrust of lovetouched the heart to read so versed.Oneread their poem that followed.However, it did not fulfill expectationand so;Isee a face, it will not speakI see the sea, its calm as can beI feel the wind, gently teasing theeI see an orchestra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1401517/ A story ongoing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1394919/ Reset this little story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1394624/  Alas, no more I hearyour callcarrying through the skyRain from the heavenscalls of nature deep withina cry, a call, that special wordWe want, we need, tobe lovedMy Goddess her hand how it workslike oars in a river, gliding soWater rushers, sounds of wonderMy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1394550/ A love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1394053/ It's a song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pres68/1394045/ Two story's into one. 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