http://slow.writerscafe.org/CurlyFries93 The original writings of author Mazie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206889 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Unconvential shakespearean sonnet. In the midst a world being consumed with war, what is most important? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/2093609/ A soul in part, a soul of two once whole,The bringing of a two lost shadowed twinsAnd mirror in, their weak and wand’ring souls,Now fortify and merge to gain their wins.Across a world of seeking, longing, loss,To find and fight for what our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1965895/ Let lay now sunk, that broken dream of hopeThough not intent, it fouled that cherished timeAnd pass the cross, let Villain fight to copeForever trapped by wicked wrongs of mine. Let mem’ries fade and time to clear the slateOf hardships past, and errors now eraseBut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1853597/ Inspired by my latest trip to Florida :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1749179/ They say that time will heal all wounds of lifeThough now I question, is this falsehood true?How can they know the pain of lover’s strife,Can it relent once it has run one through?I can’t deny uncertainty I face,For never was this mea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1658903/ The pain and ale of broken heart torn wide,Still bleeding, left to lover’s ever loss,The gash of life in stitches, wrapped and tiedBetrayal inside, now left to face the cost.Still love prevails all sickness pain and achesThough tearing, shr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1658644/ To carve into a world of phantom dreams,And diction is the magic in the flow;The current in a realm of endless streams,That flow into a realm we cannot know.To capture in a phrase, the length of life:Adventures in the darkness of unknown; To .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1651323/ The Words of Age, I heard but never knew;Their whispers, words, all tangled in a knot,And mingled with the voice of Youth’s false truths,Distorting truth and Wisdom’s lenient lot.The Words of Age, I heard and now do seeWere not the wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1650954/ Remember that, the ghost of yesterday,Of she who left, from out our reach of sightThe ghost disguised in light for every day,The lingering ghost who looms in darkest night.A piece of she, the memories packed and framed,A piece of life lost long with Father TimeAnd in that frame, a piece .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1488679/ If we spent less time fighting over our differences and focused more on learning to love and respect, perhaps we would finally understand what religion was meant to teach... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1429136/ Time to get into the Halloween spirit ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1428588/ Sometimes you just gotta let go of the past http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1424507/ The quiet nights and sparkling lights are gold;Snow glitters in a spot of pale moonlight,While winds blow flakes about to ease the cold,And starry skies and Heaven's Eye are bright.But calm's soon rid; serene, the scene, now not,As fever falls upon the piling maze.What ales them? - No, 'tis not the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1421813/ Warm words of love, soft-spoken - were they true?The sweetest summer passed in turns of song,Harmonic days of bliss; two souls anew.They stood, in hand, as Sun set days long gone.The warmth, the touch, to melt their solitude,And innocent, the words they played did show...But tongues spit lies across.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1412317/ What sweetest dream did ever rise from hope?A thought once shared that someone cared before.Left lost in bitter slopes, the fight to copeWith lies untold, a heart turned cold and sore.The ash that burned in silent hours beneath The wood, smothered the flames and brought the rainBy storm unseen,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1412314/ Anyone who has experienced depression may be able to relate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1412201/ Be not a sunny day nor blackened nightI go without regret for what I lost;No way to see, my words and deeds at light,were truly that; the act which brought the cost.Now words could make me know, nor sights for-showwhat soon would be our perfect friendshipLost and, Oh! Not so - the "perfect" ties we .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1402138/ Recall those days when shadowed walls were allThat closed us in; no words, no touch, no life;And naught could break nor mend my downward fallInto a world once bleak with scornful strife.Was then when seas returned to calming tides,And life was in our grasps; to choose our way.Now knowing what lay ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1402128/ Each breath they say: "all well will come your way,"And all they say, "you'll make it," like they knew...Yet I have doubts; how can they simply sayThey know The Will and what is false and true?The words cannot escape; my lips shall lie;For who can know the pain of life to go,Uncertainty I face; to l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1402126/ If death were but a sleep away, what then?A word inscribed in stone, a face long-gone;A name forgot along in time by friends,Is that what would remain, or life in song?Once whole, now dust, do they then gain their love?Would words tell tales of love, friendship and life?The world will move along, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1402124/ Unsure of will, of life, and those I trust...Each word I spoke, I question: is it true?Reflecting on these words called 'love' and 'lust',And thinking which means what to me and you.My words, what do they mean, or are they real?The line now blurs between light-speech and thought,Heart-felt or not, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1399976/ Sometimes we need to be strong for those around us, so they can do the same... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1399934/ Ode to my internet friends! (and one in particular). 'This story tells our tale until the end.' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1399932/ A taste of what it feels like to have your life on hold, fearing that you may not wake up again... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1399462/ Another of my older ones. Sometimes friendship is better than nothing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398999/ This sonnet describes how petty arguments can damage friendships for a life time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398997/ My point in this sonnet is that at times, we spend so much energy and attention on the fine details, which causes us lose track of the main idea, to love and be the best we can be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398984/ For those that love to dance, I think you'll understand this one :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398758/ The Midnight Star, still shooting out his rays,The shinning spit of light within the sky,A blackened callous hole which follows Day,And crushes that, the soul, to leave and die.The winds of time would tell a tale too long,Of starless skies and pained goodbyes before;And in each star, they map forgot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398741/ Sometimes we expect that we'll get the the fairy-tale princess ending, but love comes in many forms, and is expressed in many different ways. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398556/ Describing how it feels to have your life on hold, awaiting things which are out of your control. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398550/ I wrote this many years ago. This sonnet is meant to depict the emotion which follows betrayal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398545/ We've all gone through rough patches. This sonnet is about realizing that this is a part of life, that we are not alone in our troubles and that by pushing onward, there is hope for better days. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398330/ Like gently falling crystal flakes of snowUpon a glowing winter’s day; I smile.An endless rain o warmth in bitter blowsOf icy storms that thrash at me the while;What beauty in the light of dark, they shine -Illuminate and highlight all that liesBeneath the night’s cold winter gloom and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398312/ There are times when we feel that we must put on a brave face for others, to pretend we're ok. For me, this was before my major surgery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398310/ This sonnet is about losing/finding yourself following bad situations http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398309/ This sonnet is about moving on from past experiences/relationships and learning to trust again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398305/ Emotionally charged sonnet, featured in my soon-to-be-published novel, Facets of Betrayal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398301/ This sonnet is about seizing the day and enjoying life while we have it. I wrote this just before I went into surgery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398299/ This poem is explaining that love is not meant to be superficial, but rather, it should encompass the person and who they are in their entirety, not just their looks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398296/ I wrote this shortly after I underwent surgery. This sonnet is about moving on from bad situations, and embracing new possibilities. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CurlyFries93/1398293/