http://slow.writerscafe.org/red-juliet The original writings of author red-juliet en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776138903 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They woke me up at eight on a Sunday morning to tell me he was gone.I sat up and for a moment knew it had to be a dream. But the horrible grip of reality didn’t loosen on my insides, and for a few minutes I felt as empty as the hole he had once filled.When the tears finally threatened to s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/688878/ You think you know me.(The complexities of being yourself) In my dreams I’m a counterculture revolutionary. Fist fighting up in the air, Che Guevara style. When I open my eyes I’m Annette trying to be Annie. Maybe I was Anny all along. Maybe I’ve been a countercultu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/642661/ Wilder DaysMatthew’s Song There’s a story that’s never been toldThe story of you and meCould be Romeo and JulietIf only it was as easy as that There’s a time that lies forgottenSomewhere in our mindsWhere we could be anythingA world of no behin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/629890/ Ribbons  My love for you is like the ribbonsWound and wound and wound around meYou’ve tied up my hands with your eyesMy love for you is like the ribbonsA rippling and tugging and whipping seaStreaming out into the grey city skies They are tied together but sometimes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/629889/ Prayer Let the cool rain take the heat off my skinAnd coat me in your grace The stings of the oppression be numbedAnd good be upon those who deride me Let my heart not be troubledBut set alight with your everlasting flame That had once burned with passion in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/629887/ Sunstroke like a beam of sunshine it shone right through meand illuminated all the dusty cornersand leaked out of my eyes in golden tearsand dripped to the floor and became your feet and swirled the yellow motes of dust around usso bright I couldn’t open my eyesand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625442/ How i remember church summercamp when i was 13. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625441/ partykeer kan ek nie goed verbaliseer nie. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625015/ ☼ Dagboek van ‘n Meisiekind ☼ As die insperasie komMoet ek net sitEn uiting gee aan myGedagtes wat soos skoenlappers en vlêrmuiseTeen die mure van my kop kap En sing van beter daeWat nog aan die kom isVol van verlate straaitjiesWat almal lei na.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625006/ So I lift my swollen eyes and lame arms towards The only comforter I have ever knownAbba father, I’m your broken daughterDon’t leave me all alone And you reach down and scoop me upAnd say “I hear her when she cries”And I cling to you Daddy as I clung to my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625005/ 11.3 Seconds. I look at you.I take you in from head to toe for one last time. Your light brown minced black hair sticking right up. Strong brown jaw, sincere brown eyes, thin brown lips, wide brown nose, beauty mark on your left jaw. Thick brown neck, tight white t-shirt, muscular brown.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625003/ He’s a disparager, a skeptic and a cynicHe’s the epitome of substantiation and logicHe’s a misanthropist, a detractor and a doubterA realist, a pragmatist, a flouterJustify your actions, or suffer the resultHis narrow-minded equilibrium is something to insultAnd he&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625002/ Character Sketch of myself and a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/red-juliet/625000/