http://slow.writerscafe.org/aidanappletree The original writings of author Aidan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776194360 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 All yesterday the sky was full of rain the cold water filled us upwith a dull, aching pain Today, once the same sun came out You and I picked a rainbow from the sky Slitted it open - gutted it - and drankit's color dry Our stomachs full of whirlwind and watercolor, we toasted for two, drank to make .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1490721/ You left,taking the sunand the sky with you leaving the world veiled in an ebony shroud.  Your absence dancesin the darkness,wisps of emancipating smoke.  Like nicotine withdrawalyou haunt my lungs, a terminal phantom that refuses exorcism and like a sinner judged,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1468157/ On long nightswhen the moon looms largeSpirit folkare conjured from hidden placesThey sing and dancefar removed from prying eyesTheir footstepsstir the fallen leaves along the empty streetsIf you listen closely,in the early morning hours       &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1465456/ A personal favorite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1465445/ A piece from the vault. I wrote this one a very, very long time ago. Cleaned it up a bit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1465431/ The only way I know how to sort through my feelings is to write them out. So, this is for you; the one who left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1463639/ A personal favorite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1462586/ Short and sweet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1462583/ Back from winter break hiatus! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1462579/ What a mess. "Süße Traüme ", German for Sweet Dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1455539/ One of my more well received pieces. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1455518/ This is another piece that is quite different from the usual; I'd appreciate and constructive criticism on this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1447877/ I dream of people without faces or definite form flailing - falling through empty space,their limbs splayed and akimbo. They tumble through the air,mouths open,frozen in soundless screamsAs they slowly plummet to their darkened doom, I toss and turnunable to rest easy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1447864/ A Black Cat appraises me with wide eyes,sickly yellowed windows that show nothing but fallacy; all lies.Dark are the places where its filthy paws have crept,away to hidden holes, where misplaced secrets are unceremoniously swept.Sharp little claws,scratching to expose my every flaw.The s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1447320/ A very angry poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1446543/ I wrote this for someone special! It's a piece that means a lot to me, but I feel like my last few lines could have been a bit stronger. I would love some suggestions! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1446277/ Looking for some feedback on this one. Thanks! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1442689/ I would write my words on the wings of moths,that they would dance between deepening darkness and the last shreds of dying light I would write them so that one day,they could travel upon the wings of birds insteadUp into a clearer, brighter, blue sky Up and up, and up further still .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1440755/ Youare like a dreamonly half remembered.A dying fire,left only as faint, flickering embersA face that I can't seem to call to mind or that heavy feeling I get,looking back at all of the time left behind. The lonely sound of raincascading against the roof at midnightor the blood r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1439672/ Letting goas a parting of glass,or a shattering of the soul.The pieces will rest where they fell,and all seems lost.But,from the destructionthere is renewal.Life is lived,and lessons are learned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1437230/ The first piece I decided to share in the Writer's Cafe! I don't normally title my pieces. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aidanappletree/1436747/