http://slow.writerscafe.org/GabrielleLinch The original writings of author Gabrielle Linch en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990499 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Fall in love with my knotted hair, Fall in love with my skin so fair. Fall in love with my sleepy eyes,Fall in love with how they cry. Fall in love with my broken heart, Fall in love with my reckless art. Fall in love with my attitude, Fall in love with my cranky moods. Fall in love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1800845/ I don't want her falling in love with your eyes, how they hold a depth far deeper than any ocean. I don't want her falling in love with your nose, how you wiggle it when you're concentrating. I don't want her falling in love with your lips, how you bite them playfully.I don't want her fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1800825/ It's time for me to go. I've over stayed my welcome, that's very clear to see. I've over stayed my welcome, I'm not what you need.It's time for me to go. It's time for me to go. You've seemed to lost your care for me,That much I know. You've seemed to lost your care for me, Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1798440/ He's killing you my love, Stripping you of happiness. He watches you my love, Suffer in this madness. He doesn't care at all my love, About you or anything. And that's the saddest part my love, He doesn't love you like he says he does. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1798437/ February 3rd, 2016. I felt like I had the whole world in my hands. Nothing could possibly go wrong. That for once, everything was going to be okay. June 3rd, 2016.That world collapsed. Shattered. Broke. I dropped it. I tried desperately gluing the pieces back together, but it was too lat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1798435/ Distractions taste like temptation,when your mind is in a knot.Be still in cogitation, comprehend the words to every thought.Listen to the silence; become one with who you are.You may think the answer is guidance,but that lies within the north star.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1501965/ Silence… an exquisite gift bestowed. Gathered in a cloistered niche,As one is in a thoughtful mode. For each it’s known as richWith knowledge that fills the troubled mind. Silence is the greatest noise of the lost and the blind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1501963/ Cosmic soul as halcyon as mother nature,finds content solitude in the enigma of the mind.Where he, an enabler, becomes one with the creatorand the sinuous of mankind.His perspective of the world is more ethereal,than that of a porcelain doll.The fathom of useless material,is nothing but as small. Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1501960/        Bitter       coffee    stained   every            word that                       passed pale lips.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1501954/ Sullen black is within the color white.A complex paradox of its own.Black is the absence of all color, right?While white displays every color shown.Since pigment is absorbed by creamy white,A contradiction that black is within.This may sound delirious and outright, But technically bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1471181/ Eyes weaken as the night prolongs,The mind shifts to a million thoughts.This state is not where I belong. Instead I am counting tied knots,To find peace in a sleepless dream. Not even lullabies can cureInsomnia at it's worst scheme,That is something I must endure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1470189/ Exhale. Inhale. Breathe.Exhale. Inhale. Breathe.Close your eyes. Close your mind.Listen to the wind whisper.Listen to the silence scream.Exhale. Inhale. Breathe. Exhale. Inhale. Breathe. Open your eyes.Open your mind.Look at the dark disappear.Look at the time pass you by... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1470070/ The heart is open, but remains closed.This emotion is alien in a fimilar propose. Love is strength with a dash of weakness, Trying to find hope in all it's bleakness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469990/ For http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/6-Worded-Pieces/50947/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469557/ For http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/6-Worded-Pieces/50947/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469556/ For http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/6-Worded-Pieces/50947/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469555/ This is a tall tale that has not been told,Rue the grave day if it ever grows old.The journey yonder rose five residents,Cunning and crafty little elements. Off to a wonderland is where they seek,To unearth golden sweet bliss at its peek.In a paper air balloon they must fly,To reach their destinatio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469543/ Unframed against the thin sandpaper wall,Watching people with timid ice blue eyes.Those transparent thoughts that were unrecalled,Helped cope with unforgiving harsh good-byes.A friend in need, but could not be found,Woe opened the door without permission.A wallflower not planted to the ground, With .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469541/ The wise fool uttered through his palmscovering his distraught face. His words muffled as he spoke, “It’s thebeginning of the end.” "We will see," The blind man pondered in prospect. His mind may havebeen old, but his spirit was young. After all, his eyes were blind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1469537/ Walls as cold as a gallery.Painting portraitsBut the canvas is blank.Straight lines that unwind,an unrewarding message.A conversation superseded,I read between the lines.Same old story since day one,Lost circling a momentDeep inside my head.Twisting theories into bigger knots.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1399338/ Kisses of red velvet wineAnd couverture chocolate liquor.Drunk off of thebitter-sweetness that lingers.It all tastes the same.Kind of like sin.The tension is overflowing,With your optimistic grin.I fell in love in a dream,I'm down to a whisper.High voltage when we kiss,With Int.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1398378/ Overflowing ashtrays and empty beer bottles,One man's image was reflected over and over.The mistaken impression of a child,Whispered in his ear.Lost in the thick smoke and dim lights.It was the only link to normality he had.He would promise that next time,He would put the bottle down.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1396502/ Vacant stares,With eyes like the moon.Wandering lonely as a cloud.Hands stuffed in pockets,Covering any trace of sadness.Incapable of making alright decisionsAnd having bad ideas.Just looking for some answers,In a world that answers none of them at all.With a life time of crushed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1396499/ Perfection.A powerful, dangerous, terrible word.Something terminal.Something murderous.That's how bad it is.Desired but not reachable.This is the cold hard truth.Perfection is a disease.Denial can only take you so far.The illusion has been shed.Never going to be good enough. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1396497/ I am horrified of what is to come in the near future. Everyone expects me to be auspicious and plan out the most diminutive of details there is about the path in life I shall take. But truth be told, I do not have the slightest perception on what I want to do with my life. I do not have anything.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1394436/ I have stories left to tell,They're of the healing kind.Headed into the great unknown,It's what's keeping me alive.I'm holding onto heaven.I'm searching for reliefIn a cold cruel world,that wants nothing more,than to break me.I'm holding onto heaven.Uncertain where to go,Lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1393715/ From the first gasp of breath,To the first tear you wiped,You were always there.Holding my hands and guiding me,To the unknown.The way you helped me to my feet,When I felt broken and scared,Is something I can't describe. You held the stars in your hands,And encouraged me to reach.With eyes shut,Lost.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1392066/ Ice glacier blue eyes, peer through my cold soul.His lips a light rosy pink of wonder.My beating heart is what he simply stole.His charming soft laughter loud as thunder.A heart so pure as sapphire and gold.Beautiful smile that lights the darkness.A care free mind that will never grow old.A sweet lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1391943/ The moon came out.Pale and shrunken to the size of a dime.Crossed quietly over a meadow,Squatted in the shadows,Like a sheep in a dream. Black plastic silhouetted against the sky.In tiny slivers, strings of stars,Could not yet be named.Like a lullaby, exhausted whispers died away.Lost in the foggy g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1391844/ Painted on the outside wallsWas a mural of problems.Long-suffering in the early hours of the morning,Like entering another world.A realm of sights and sounds. Thick black paintBlocked the outside world.A lost soulMade for background noise.She realized she was a lack of purpose.Delirious with dreamin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GabrielleLinch/1391834/