http://slow.writerscafe.org/graceemily The original writings of author grace.emily en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013026 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There aren't many poems I truly like,poems like rhyme are not my speciality,I don't understand these poems,that seem to envelop me.I wake up on a cold July day,or decide to write on a warm May evening,and the words pour out.No punctuation,no form,no flow.My favorite poem has a name,The Lovesong of J.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceemily/1378916/ HawaiiI step off the plane and the cool breeze hits my face,I am happy to leave the burning heat,The smell of flowers hits my nose,and I hear the caw of foreign birds.I wait in baggage claim for the car to pull up,I step in and put in my headphones,I listen to songs I have heard a million times as w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceemily/1375952/ I woke up with a start as my brother Simon started banging on the drums in his bedroom next door. A few seconds later I heard the door open, the drumming stop, and my mother yell "STOP LIZZIE IS STILL SLEEPING!". I heard the quiet retort "Sorry Mom" come from Simon. I checked the clock next to my b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceemily/1375946/ Lizzie has been working at subpar jobs every since she was sixteen. When she finally gets a job at Wild Western World, she finds that somebody has been stealing money and electronics from the park. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graceemily/1375891/