http://slow.writerscafe.org/JCA The original writings of author J.A en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776023633 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wrote this in 2012. I still feel the same. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1717063/ FacesCanLie.LiarsWon'tsleep.Sleepfor theNight.Nightmares will last.Lastintheireyes.Eyesbarelyopen.Openyourheart.Heartless, You smile.Smilefor theworld.World does not care.Careful,beware!Whereare you now? Now all is lost.Lost with no cause.Cause there's no truthTruth is a joke.Joke is on you.You chos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1717000/ Inspired by The Great Gatsby http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716975/ I wrote this in 2010. I couldn't find a job, things at home were disturbing, and I felt kind of helpless. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716966/ This is for my mother. I wrote this when I got hired to teach. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716502/ For a while,you were my inspiration and my muse.And all my words, and every verse that would come out of me was you.While everybody else would whisperhow this could never work.Then I pretended not to hear cause I knew you were worth it.I said it didn't matter when you failed to hold my han.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716363/ Poets don't write. They bleed memories with ink or lead.Revisit ghosts,or open old casketsfor a quick glance to find a muse that inspires a verse. When in love,they don't love.They light a fire,inhaling the fumes of passion to let it fill their lungs, just enough to take a last g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716323/ This is for all Mothers. Nothing hurts more than watching their kids grow up and leave. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716153/  Rigid hands.This inability to move Tomove To move,TochangePositions.Strange to feel Your                       frozen    &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716143/ Warning:  If this is the first time your reading me...STOP IT!This is not a love sonnet engraved in a necklace locket.Unlock your mind, and lighten up.It's a lyrical enlightenment, and I can John Locke it.My philosophy is honesty and modestywith a dose of hip-hop, pop, and hypocrisy.This econom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716137/ Pay close attention when the heart breaks.It is subtle, without a sound.Without warning from the skiesIt’s a slight tear or crack, you’ve never noticed.Just a picture perfect smile, with a lens out of focus.Did you see it coming? Nope, not a clue.Now I’ll take your questions.Cause .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716121/ And all I have left:A series of sighs in the form of regret.No formal warnings of a storm up ahead.A simple tornado of mistakes from the past,Staring me down, I brace at its wrath.Swearing out loud, retracing my path.All of the should'ves and could'vesI wouldn't have done,matters not much; I couldn'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JCA/1716107/