http://slow.writerscafe.org/TinaM201549 The original writings of author TinaM201549 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775420164 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My first Villanelle Poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1592687/ We married so young,in our teens...High School Sweethearts!Had a daughter, a son,and laterthree grandchildren.Our love grew strong,and stronger;thirty-eight years passed.We shared everything,loved being together;were truly best friends,lovers, and soulmates.One day...Illness cameand slowly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591815/ Rocking our world,you gently touch me;no one else can.Your hardness...mm, stirs emotions,so deeply, intently inside me!Increases with kisses,warm flashes of heat,culmination high -higher!Passion between sheets;alone... just you and I. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591814/ Saturdays were known as Laundry day, when I was growing up. It started early and most Saturdays took all day. The electric washing machines were rare back in the 1950‘s. My mom had the Montgomery Ward Washing Roller Machine.I started helping my mom do the laundry when I was very young&hellip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591806/ My loving owner put my lease on me and took me out for a walk. We were walking for a while and all I can see is these boxes with wheels on them. Then I smell something like bananas and peanut butter. There was a big human sitting in a chair holding a cat. Now Cats are ok, but I just don’t like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591791/ With Baby ShampooWarm rinse and wrapped in towelAnd then dried with heatHer long golden hairBrushed to remove all tanglesShines like the bright suntrm copyright 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591780/ Kyla and I walked into the Hair and Nail Salon, Saturday morning about 10 AM. The Salon was full already and kids running around. My appointment was to get my hair trimmed and styled. Kyla was getting her nails done. Denise motioned for me to follow her over to the sink to wash my hair. She wrapped .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591771/ I saw you today for the first time. I caught my breath as I watched you swim so close by. The water flowing off your back and your eyes glistening in the sun. You swim on past me in my boat as I continue to watch in total amazement, excited to be so close to you. Your eyes twinkl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591767/ I was clearing the breakfast dishes from the table when my Dad stuck his head in the open door way to the kitchen. He said, Bob I need your help, can you come with me? Just need to go a mile down the road. Bob was really good about helping with what ever Dad needed. I'll bring him back in a bit, Tin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1591698/ Her hair still long and curly smelled of singed burnt hair.  Her eyes big brown still with tears. The little girl just nearly three years old had gotten out of her Hospital bed to see what was singing Tweet Tweet!From the hall that led outside the hospital a little red bird hopping on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TinaM201549/1590883/