http://slow.writerscafe.org/yozue3 The original writings of author Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981067 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sit, lets unfold this origami messDon't worry about the signs of distressI just wish to find within these pink cloudsWhat exactly it is that rumbles so loudAs if it could think for itselfThe complex maze of its healthDon't say a word, and just let me findExactly what it is that you hide inside your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2758231/ This little red planet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2461635/ For the broken hearts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2142486/ Where there was emotionA bloomed treeNow laid out in fireSet my heart freeSteal it and take it awayI have no need for it anymoreNot where I am headedA black holes doorAnd once the Ocean swallows my soulI need no more tearsNo more smilesNo more fearAll that is left is a shel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2080519/ Indeed Yes I am amLost I.It Hurts... ☹️ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2076270/ Though untaken, these steps I traceTo swallow my hands then by mistakeIn attempt to mend my heart insideBreathless, my lungs they choke and bindAnd though my mind offers solutionMy eyes wander in awe of pollutionTo blend in my stomach the answers givenThrough the wrong end escape the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2059305/ Caught within the raging HurricaneI'm holding on to a single blade of grassLifted in mid air, trying not to be blown awayMiraculously staying close to the groundBut there she breaks only after the storm has passedNow left with nothing...And her life in my hands http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2024204/ Upon the vague pool of whiteHer body I have foundSailing softly in her flightSleeping safe and soundI've called it words,This space between my fingersWhilst traced with yoursCompose a sentence where they lingerWatched each period . pause her breathAnd comma , slow the gaspsAs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2023830/ How have I lived!Running through the sandOf what we call loveWalking on the handOf God aboveTowards I liveSwimming in the dropsOf rainy daysBathing in the lotsOf harsh Sunray'sAs She remains... Loving http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2023691/ A heart that continuesLoveless be notFor out of each pumpPassion be caughtThough pieces are brokenThey meanded with goldA treasure inside herTo never be soldWhat beauty, what ladyHolds magic in handsFor all to beholdAs time drops it's sandsHer Love Strongly Stands http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2023019/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2022790/ For every day that goes byThere is one less beat to my heartUntil the day it stopsLet the silence pause its cryLone in all that is madnessHis thoughts will shout no moreFor in all of desperationShe will feel no more sadnessThough loving her, still http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2022562/ Published in the Australian Magazine “Pastel Magazine Issue #3” Edited as appears in magazine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/2018170/ In Response http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1995329/ Vol. I The Sleeping Stars  Stars at day/Stars at night:   The stars and Moon creep up in the morning as the Sun rises up at night. I step outside to see what is wrong with the sky, and there I see how the stars stand still while day an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1970542/ And though, winds raged, anchored was heas no one could blow away his love for shewho sails his heart, through radiant fields of flora and fauna, a wild love sealedHe loves her still, stead fast, steadyA beating drum, boulder-sat heavyWhen numbers cease and heavens fadeHe sits the waters in dee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1958036/ Sometimes its trueI wish so much that you would returnSilly me, like cows jumping over the moonhaving such impossible expectationsHow I loved our conversationsEspecially the words carried on your lipsI used to smile for no reasonAnd want to speak every dayI still wait, for just one more chanceAnd I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1957673/ If so you have heard, from people aroundthat a new woman entered my life when you departed know that they did not lieShe arrived, as soon as you were not foundWithout expecting or asking, she started... opening the door into my lonely soulShe took advantage of my sadness and nostalgia&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1957670/ Just a little more vigorous http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937417/ To all who give up Hope, hold on to that thin rope just a little longer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937326/ I sit and wait for my BetrothedPreparing flowers on her bedHoly White Vail whom awaitsGrapes and vinyard surround the gateLast Night I looked upon the starsto match each reason of my love for youAnd when I ran out of counting starsThe black sky have shown the love of oursGod was showing off when cre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937259/ Your eyes are nothing but skies Stars not only shine on your head But in the sky of your lamp Yet the ocean is that reflection  Have you ever looked at the ocean at night? It sparkles like the lights in the sky The White Sun reflects in the ocean of your window&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937255/ When is the last time I looked down and noticed your existence? When rainbows sat on your face and the wind combed your hair The fog covered your body to hide your beauty Until the day of our consumption  Oh how did I ever forget? That it was you who rushes the waters a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937254/ Wake up why are you sleeping? Can’t you see that I am outside with tools in my hands? I’m building a home that crosses sea and land  I’ve given up on tales and fables  I’m dead no more, alive as ever For only you are real.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937249/ A myth or even fable is not your name A story a novel that has no fame People think I’m crazy, they think I’m insane But I swear I love you, for you I am not ashamed It’s because they cannot see you that they think it’s a waste&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937246/ I’ve changed the pattern of the stars to spell out my LOVE to you, I told the Sun to stop, shine on your face and the Moon to hide herself until our wedding day I moved the Planets to make a stairway to Heaven so I could visit you. I made the Wind blow towards your directio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1937245/ Little projects that aren't really intended to be read, but are still given a shot http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1932471/ Scene 4: Sparking Reunion:  With one of the brothers free, Melody turns the page to read about the next bird, Binesi. As she read through the pages, chills went down her spine. The thought of having to face such a fierce bird as him frightened the small bird, yet remained eager to meet suc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918808/ Scene 3: Hidden in the mountains:  The Sun arrived and there was the morning star herself, Nube. One of the four legendary children of the two mythical birds. The birds were preparing for their journey, they were on their way to the mountain of Tierra to find the great Rock Bird. Melody be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918802/ Scene 2: Dark and Light  The 2 birds begin to search around for one other knight, a very good friend of Aqua who lives in one of the tribe’s villages, Glacier Village. The young Melody had never seen anything like it, solid clouds on the ground. They slip through the icy floors and p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918800/ Silver Wings   Scene 1: Myths One special night, at the annual tribe celebration, the grass tribe birds were around the campfire listening to the stories of their great Master Lowy. The young mind hungry birds were attentively listening to the Laughing Owl’s great adventure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918799/ A young girl who is attending college one day meets with a little sick boy in a hospital who sends letters to a special person who he sais lives in the sky http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918795/ A man who died at the same time his wife was given birth, has transferred his body into his child's. The theory of re-encarnation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918405/ A new detective takes the care of Monsieur and finds a town no one wanted to live in, she is told that a ghost haunts the Harbor day and night, people were scared to live in the town and was evacuated http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918403/ Because of a dying mother, a boy went toe to toe with death himself and stole time from his clutches, A detective and her side kick Monsieur D. Whiskers one day arrive to this island to find youth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918401/ Here you will find my other writings for children, poems, rhyming stories, epics, prose, etc. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918394/ A collection of philosophical stories revolved around fictitious knowledge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1918387/ Time Keeper:A man who managed to stop time by tossing every single clock into the Ocean, eventually also tosses the Sun and Moon into the Ocean thus creating the sun set and rise as well as for the Moon. This all to help his dying mother stay alive with more days to live.Second Life:A man who happen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917312/ A young girl who's father was known for his creative experiments, decides to take his role in finishes a long life dream of his, the new Balloon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917302/ A collection of detective stories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917296/ Rosie, a girl detective and her cat Monsieur D. Whiskers are drawn into a cursed Pirate ship to retrieve the ships owner, having no choice of denying the adventure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917289/ Join Cleo Austin in a thriller of her wanted father. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917288/ Roaming through the ancient birds, join Melody, the Spatuletail Hummingbird, to re-discover the mythological birds like the Zizi, Griffin, Pheonix, Ibong Adarna and Thunder Bird Binesi http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917287/ How did the first twins come to be? Perhaps by an image in ones head? Manifest yourself on a story of mystery and birth of idea http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1917285/ In a world where love and life is the more important value, is there a way we are able to add and subtract from our lives to give to others more years of youth? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1913320/ Standing here under the mysterious white Moon Looking into your constellated eyes I am dressed with the black sky And you coated with stars A silenced heart screams passion Love rushing through my veins Hand on hand, dancing fingers Clouds are pouring tainted rain&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1906992/ We look at the past to make a dream We live, we die for what we seem That is reality, a memory in past But will it come true? Will it last?  Do we need a Dream to determine our hope? Do you believe it’s real or just a slope? Is the past really a true memory,&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1906990/ I laid my head on a pearled rock And listened to the fossil whispers left behind Your voice of beauty that has abrupt Secrets you could no longer hide  You said I love you don’t worry I’m there And a tear fell out of my eye I didn’t realize how mu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1906972/ I am the Sun Rays of fury, beams of strength  Shine of beauty, pound of intent I wake at morning and leave at night To with the clouds all wicked fight I am no stranger I am a star For this here rainbow is a scar Of revolution against the wind For with th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1906971/ Is it you who I behold? My betrothed, young, bright, bold Is it you, covered cotton white… Veil of purity, a love done right?  Lips bright fire red The shining sky on your head Eyes of solid ground, stronger Than boulders, mountains ponder  Ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yozue3/1906969/