http://slow.writerscafe.org/Donsey The original writings of author Harmony-Lee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006506 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I sense your presence,and turn.But I can not see you.You are my angel.I see your face, your smile, the twinkle in your eye.But I can not touch you.You are my dreams.I hear your voice, your banter,and laughter.But I can not reply.You are my memories.I feel your warmth, kindness,your love.But can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822995/ The cool breeze flows through,Caressing me awake as it slides across my skin.The moist dewy air slightly oceanic,The streams of gold dapple the green foliage,Blue (like sapphires) fill the gaps of the canopy.Waves crash like thunder against the shore,Before rolling calmly, gently in retreat.A kookab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822994/ FEEL the heat of the amber flames against your skin.SEE the sparkle of the shining diamonds against the black sky.HEAR the trickle of water as it flows over the rocks and down the stream.TASTE the smokey crust around the gooey sweet marshmallow.SMELL the fresh morning dew on the eucalyptus leaves.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822992/ The tar burns my nostrils, as I lick the salty droplet off my top lip. Mirages glisten on the horizon and the cars gauge rises into the red. Barnesey vibrates the speakers, heard above the constant buzz. Swatting at the blurring dot around my face.The gravel crunches under my feet, st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822991/ The first time that I've been successful in writing with anger, frustration and true feeling instead of being sad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822988/ Lonely are the cold dark nights,With silence in the air.Being in a crowded room,Yet invisible, motionless, blank eyes stare.Lonely is your hopes and dreams, Your heart broken and in despair.An empty house, quiet,Lifeless and bare.Lonely is family, friends, love andSuccesses we compare.Feeling b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/2822987/ My heart once open,Now torn, tattered and frail.Like ice to water.I've changed.My mind once sharp and trusting,Now doubts, questions and fears.Like wind to a tornado.I've changed.My body once strong and youthful,Now weak, worn and slow.Like a flower in a drought.I've changed.My aura once free and sp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1938028/ Your smile is like sunshine that warms my heart.Your giggles, like music to my ears.Your hug more warming than a burning fire.My love for you, will out last my years.The touch of your hand sends shocks of life.The sparkle in your eye, the key to dreams.Your innocence and freedom are so pure.You are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1938027/ My love for you was so strong,Warm, bright and beautiful.Like a hot Summers day.Now my heart breaks.Pieces falling slowly.Like the crimson Autumn leaves.Our adventures and memories.Slowly crumble.Like an amber leaf on the ground.I'm left standing, bare,Grey and alone.Like a silver birch in Winter.On.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1938026/ Made to you dear Dad. At sixteen Years of age.Please never again hurt yourself." from beside my bed you plead.Red eyes, fists curled, your shrunken frame I noticed, I nodded and agreed.Over the years, it's been so hard.Many obstacles in life have tested our pact.I hold our bond very close to my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1428075/ My first attempt at writing an acrostic poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1424937/ Synthetic twinesbraided togetherswinging from the creaky beams.Is it strong? too long?Will it hold?Drawn like a bee to nector.Towels, tape and pipeto buywill trap the fumes within.Gasp and choke?Or drift to sleep?Drawn like an addict to ice.Gleaming metalclean and sharpglides through tender flesh.Fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1408316/ The day my dear Uncle passed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1405765/ Written for my sisters birthday expressing all we've been through and how now as adults the big age gap is no longer recognized. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1405764/ This was read out when spreading my Nan's ashes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1405762/ That man you thought was someone special. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1405295/ Ones struggle with anorexia and social pressures. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1404243/ Betrayed by husband and friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1404008/ When the honeymoon period is over. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1403075/ Farts, cubbies, rolling in the dirt,in my hand a wooden gun.BMX tracks with jumps, dips and turns,Oh, big brother, we had fun.You gave me many bruises, cuts,bribes and girly tears.But all was forgotten quickly,As beside you, I had no fears.From big bullies on buseswith bags swinging round.To reassur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1400337/ I wrote this the day my Nan passed away and stood up and read it at her funeral. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1400334/ When the spark burns out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1399955/ The little miracle in my life that was too eager to arrive. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1394467/ People will never truly know me or my secret. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Donsey/1393947/