http://slow.writerscafe.org/jamcreations The original writings of author JAM en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776215965 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  I fell asleep            with your aromalingering                        onmy heart Eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639420/ Have you heard of Lawrence KingShot today in schoolThe gun fired softlyI heard no fatal blow In the court yardIn February snow. The shot hit him squarelyPainted a rainbowOf blood in February snowCould his death have been prevented?Will anyone ever kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639414/  I worry about the future,            do you notsee this crashing wave?its peak is now and I fear somehow            the fallcannot be saved. Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639413/  look sister, quick sisterdo you see what I have wrecked?by accident, sweet accident,there I did it while clearing weedsit was your flowers I was trying to protect. stomp left, step rightthere stood one magnificent flowerone rare rose (unpicked p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639412/ I look at you sometimes    amazedthat you’ve had some of     the experiencesyou’ve had.I look at you and know    that you’re one of thosespecial individuals,    one of those people who   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639403/ sunlight,    rays and sparks    revealing, healing    breathing life into        nature, worlds, thoughts, smiles.the warmth is contagious.    spread thicklylike my grandma’s quilt    encom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639400/  She dropped me                        letme fall and then                &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639397/  You were everything I imagined you to be            and more.Every expectation I had for you,            youexceeded.You succeeded in being all you could .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639394/  Completely in tune with his feelings            he lets herplay her                  games. He lets her throw knives &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639392/  around me in all partsare those that live for their own enjoymentand i am so wrapped up in miserythat i am failing to see why i should care.you come to meand expect me to understandwhy you need to instigate this crusadeand you need to stand up for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639390/ Call me your pocket Aces,            the Spadeand the Heart will do.Confused by the way I change faces?            Keep up,for I only have two.I flow as I please.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jamcreations/639376/ I wrote this after Grandmommom passed away. 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