http://slow.writerscafe.org/blackheart0910 The original writings of author Chris W. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776089811 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The only oneI cried out for help, knowing completely that it would be useless.How else can one hide the fear of being alone than to cry.I wish that the boat had made a full trip,Sadly I would not see what that was.I’m the only one on this island.Then I heard a snap. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1494735/ Only an AccidentFires eating away at the house,what an array of colorsdancing, with cracks and pops. But it was not my fault,I just wanted to see the fire dance once more.I’m innocent.I did not mean to trip on my toy train.It was only an Accident. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1494734/ Voice ChangeJimmy hated his voice.All it did was squeaked nonsense.“Don’t worry,” his mother said laying in a soft white bed “time will change many things for you.”what nonsense Jimmy thought.“can I hear your voice one more time?” his mother askedJimmy opene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1494733/ The sun set to the far corner of the sky,not touching her silk skin but reflecting her pure white dress to my eyes.An angel with a parasol in hand.Her dress with one single red rosea sun hat with a blue ribbon that dances a ballet in the wind.The earth seems to stop to see a beautiful site like this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1479074/ Ring!In the far off distances words of news come rushing, like a rapid river.Ring! Ring!The air shaking in my lungs with every pound,vibrating with electric energy.Ring! Ring! Ring!Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!What news shall it be?A celebration, giant flood, invitation, has Hades frozen over, what are we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1475513/ Good night sky by Chris WadeI went in seeking clarity to light up the night sky.Walking and walking, step after step,but there are no stars at the horizon that could be found.Trucking along an endless path with my troubles on my back but not alonefor we’re all troubled, in a world of trouble,A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blackheart0910/1470893/