http://slow.writerscafe.org/Davidsmothers The original writings of author David Smothers en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036165 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just kickin' backThinking about lifeWhat it means to meTo be freeSomething you said really got meUnderneath the layers of my skinThere's certainly one thing I need to knowHow do I get where I wanna go?I'm tired of doing things on my ownWho's gonna take this burden from me?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606648/ When I was a little boyJust a little boyI'd look up to the sky to seeWho created me?I wondered who'd protect meWouldn't be my daddyWho would consider me?Who would stop my enemy?Why was my life confusing?What were all the answers?Who could tell me?Who would think of me?W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606639/ Spirits float in the skyChindi dancing byKokapelli plays his tuneKachinas on the MesaMy passage through the land of the HoganReveal to me the mystery of this landGive me courageNáhookos to the Ha’a’aah Eastward to a New BeginningFaded structures of a day gone b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606637/ Beautiful hydrangeaDressed in blueIt says happiness from me to youBeautiful hydrangeasDressed in pinkIt says I like you... I thinkBeautiful hydrangeaDressed in redIt says move love to your heart from your headBeautiful hydrangeaDressed in whiteReminds us of those who went.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606636/ I'm just that little boy who lived in the treesJumped in the water just to try it and splatThe mountains talked to me with a comfort from the breezeI remember how I'd walk along the train tracks to place pennies to be made flatMy rope swing would moan as it carried me to the heavensI'd f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606632/ Don't tell me twice cuz I got itWhat you were trying sayDidn't see the road I was travelingGoing to carve out a new wayI'm seeing what transpiredMy broken down partsThere's a lot of miles on these tiresI've kept from falling apartMy life's picking upThanks for your truth that y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606333/ Everyone's a critic Yep you're one tooThe people that get meAre nothing like youThe folks that work hardPlowing the field during the dayIn the company of these friendsIs where I'm gonna stayI'm not stuck with the man in your mirrorI see mine and like himI'm not perfect but th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1606331/ Well there was a man; A good manGotta little lost along the waySought shelter on the side of the roadHe waitsDidn't know he could go anymoreSaw the light grow dim at the end of the roadHe ridesNot seeingStill hoping contemplatingStill lovingHe triesFace down in a ditch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1583618/ SoundLike a rushing windI'm on fireNever consuming meBreaking me out you seeSea parts away from meWalkLike a roaring lionHunting it's preyBold as the king of kingsGiving me strength to seeEyes open to the coming daysSeeingI'm seeing a difficult timeThe end of a genera.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1583617/ Written while driving through the desert Southwest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1583610/ We chase every shiny object. We chase every breaking wave. And for what?What does it yield?More chasing?More expended energy,But for what end?Happiness?Huh!No, more discontent. So what is the equation of happiness?We are born with nothing and die with nothing. When we peak in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558970/ When I was a little childSuch a lonely little childI didn't know the right waythe right wayFor meFound every thorn and snareMade em up if they weren't thereThere was lasting no hopeNo hope For meThen you came alongMy lowest I wasn't strongHeld out your stronger handHe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558963/ From the mind of a veteran http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558176/ What depression feels like http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558131/ They say the eyes are the window to the soul. Sometimes a lifetime can be seen in one gaze. Depth of life and soul co-mingle into a hope of the dawn. The memories held inside want to be expressed and savored as that of the finest spice. A vulnerable yet strong position of character. This i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558124/ A letter for the agesHow are the ancientsAble to influence yet our fearful hearts?Do they seemingly know,How we come to pass?Through the many trials in life?And yet,Somehow they knew we would find,Our way. Yet again,Laid bare before life's cruel and bitter steps,We,Togeth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558117/ Just some thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Davidsmothers/1558108/