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			<title>Flourish</title>
			<description>I have carefully tended these fieldsAnd proudly I have watched them grow.I have watered and nurtured and nourishedThe seeds I have chosen to sow.I have rows upon rows here of friendships,Though not all have flourished the same,And even a small patch of heartachesI have been unable to..</description>
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			<title>Not Perfect</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m not perfect.I make mistakes every dayToo brash, too mean, too intense,Too quick to take offense,Too slow to make amends,Too distant from my friends.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m not perfect.I see it in the mirror every dayToo ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1822783/</link>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>There's a little space in your armsthat feels like home.Like the home I want eventually,warm and safe and welcoming.And when I think of you that warmth fills me,but I feel an absence constantlywhen your arms aren't tightly holding me,because that's where they're supposed to be.And it seems absurd, b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811767/</link>
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			<title>Hearts</title>
			<description>I can't be trusted with hearts,&amp;nbsp;they break in too many parts&amp;nbsp;when I hold them in my hands.&amp;nbsp;Oh, I hold them far too tight&amp;nbsp;when they struggle to take flight,&amp;nbsp;I'm afraid that they won't land.&amp;nbsp;Or I push them to be free,though they would stay with me,&amp;nbsp;and they'll never ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811745/</link>
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			<title>Flaws</title>
			<description>We aren't in love and I'm not scared.&amp;nbsp;I think I'd be nervous if something was there.&amp;nbsp;I say I want love, I want a man, I want it all.&amp;nbsp;I want to fall in love, I'm just too afraid to fall.&amp;nbsp;If I give my heart, I give it all with no reserve.&amp;nbsp;And I want to give my heart, but I jus..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811743/</link>
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			<title>Your Move</title>
			<description>Justify my actions.&amp;nbsp;For days I've been thinking of you&amp;nbsp;daydreaming of you&amp;nbsp;and talking about you&amp;nbsp;because I thought that I felt something.&amp;nbsp;I don't know what to do here.&amp;nbsp;I'm no good at this,&amp;nbsp;I act too tough,&amp;nbsp;I say too much,&amp;nbsp;I play too rough,&amp;nbsp;and you wal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811682/</link>
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			<title>Flicker</title>
			<description>I'm trying too hard to capture something flittering and flickering- a lightning bug, a shooting star, a flash, a spark, a blink of an eye. I want a love that I can catch in a giant net like an old cartoon and put it in a mason jar and watch it grow and live in there. I want to be able to swa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811575/</link>
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			<title>Ice</title>
			<description>Breathe I can't - - Air Give me - - Heart pounding, chest heaving, I rise from the ice water and I can't - - I can't believe... Every word, every lie I just believed. Without a thought, without a doubt, and you smile and you flirt and you reach out for me but it's too late. Here comes the - ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811572/</link>
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			<title>Hurdles</title>
			<description>I didn't expect you. I thought that we were done years and years ago, I thought you'd never forget that I was stupid and young. Thought you'd never forgive me for mistakes and missteps I made when I didn't understand how much I could affect you. I didn't expect this. I thought it would be st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811551/</link>
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			<title>Surrender</title>
			<description>It's over, I surrender, I'll lower sword and shield. It's over, I surrender, I'll leave the battlefield. You've won, I've fallen, but it was such a fight. I'll go, I promise, just give me 'til tonight. Tonight I'll venture off, find myself a brand new quest. Maybe one that I can win, since I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811533/</link>
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			<title>Chills</title>
			<description>It's the little things that make me smile. You tease me about my random quirks, and you remember my stories, and you laugh at my jokes, even when they aren't funny. Sometimes that just makes you laugh more. It's the little things that give me chills. Taut muscles running through your arms, t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811486/</link>
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			<title>Deep</title>
			<description>Come, lie with me. Give me your strong arms, your dark voice, your far-away eyes that look into me and beyond me forever. Come, lie with me. Close your eyes and breathe, deep, deep, while my hands slide over you like a soft, steady rain, and I could watch you sleep and breathe forever. Come, l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811453/</link>
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			<title>Shards</title>
			<description>I don't know why, but more than anything I want to find a man who will protect me. From what, I don't know. Perhaps from myself. From breaking my heart into pieces and then stabbing myself with the shards. Day after day, wishing for what I can't have, grasping for what I can't reach, longing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811448/</link>
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			<title>Snow</title>
			<description>It can't really be a new year Until the world's been washed with snow. A blanket of white to cover the scars From battles fought long ago. New days can't come while the night's still here, Rivers can't reverse their flow. The trees are bare and the snow won't fall, All our old wounds still s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811447/</link>
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			<title>Intertwined</title>
			<description>The girl. The one. Your heart. Your pen scratches across the page- Staccato- A fine-tipped instrument lolling In your large, rough hand, Dragging black ink thoughts Across the paper. You create a dream, A future, A life for you and this girl. Scripting laughter and joy With smooth and fluid ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1811446/</link>
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			<title>Roses</title>
			<description>You gave me roses.&amp;nbsp;Deep red, dark red,&amp;nbsp;almost black.&amp;nbsp;I thought they were beautiful,&amp;nbsp;My blood-fed roses.&amp;nbsp;You had one for me&amp;nbsp;Nearly every time I saw you,&amp;nbsp;And I hung them upside-down&amp;nbsp;From my ceiling, in my windows,&amp;nbsp;So that they would dry and last forever.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810731/</link>
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			<title>Black Fog</title>
			<description>He blindfolded me&amp;nbsp;With a thick, braided cord,&amp;nbsp;Plaited with strands of&amp;nbsp;Promises, compliments, and vows.&amp;nbsp;And I&amp;nbsp;closed&amp;nbsp;my eyes.&amp;nbsp;I accepted his darkness.&amp;nbsp;Slowly, so slowly,&amp;nbsp;I forgot the world was there.&amp;nbsp;The world was only&amp;nbsp;His words, his presence, hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810715/</link>
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			<title>Numb</title>
			<description>I'm not afraid of pain,&amp;nbsp;I know it far too well.&amp;nbsp;I'm daily tortured by the secrets&amp;nbsp;I can never tell.&amp;nbsp;I daily suffer the decay&amp;nbsp;Of all my naive dreams,&amp;nbsp;My hopes and wishes soon found out&amp;nbsp;Life isn't what it seems.&amp;nbsp;I've been hurt too many times,&amp;nbsp;now&amp;nbsp;There..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810710/</link>
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			<title>Footsteps</title>
			<description>I've spent my whole life&amp;nbsp;walking in your footsteps.&amp;nbsp;I even wore your boots once, to school.&amp;nbsp;Shiny black Army jump boots&amp;nbsp;polished to perfection&amp;nbsp;and lent for &quot;camouflage day,&quot;&amp;nbsp;along with your uniform.&amp;nbsp;That day was merely the latest instance&amp;nbsp;of my lifetime spent ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810709/</link>
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			<title>Bloom</title>
			<description>I like things that bloom.&amp;nbsp;Like ink pens&amp;nbsp;when you touch their tips to paper&amp;nbsp;and the ink bleeds and spreads&amp;nbsp;and plays across the page&amp;nbsp;like miniature modern art.&amp;nbsp;I like things that blossom.&amp;nbsp;Like your smile&amp;nbsp;that opens so easily across your face&amp;nbsp;in response to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810707/</link>
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			<title>Please</title>
			<description>Until the word is said,&amp;nbsp;Nothing can happen.&amp;nbsp;Despite the knowledge that&amp;nbsp;Eventually it cannot be stopped,&amp;nbsp;It isn't real until it is said aloud.&amp;nbsp;So say anything at all,&amp;nbsp;Talk of the future, of the past,&amp;nbsp;Anything at all,&amp;nbsp;Just please&amp;nbsp;Do not say that word.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Inspiration</title>
			<description>I am...&amp;nbsp;A sunrise.&amp;nbsp;Bloody Mary clouds&amp;nbsp;Floating about my head&amp;nbsp;As I spread across the horizon&amp;nbsp;Welcoming a new day.&amp;nbsp;I am...&amp;nbsp;A flower.&amp;nbsp;Simplest creation,&amp;nbsp;Tall and colorful,&amp;nbsp;Created to inspire others&amp;nbsp;To create as well.&amp;nbsp;I am...&amp;nbsp;A moonbeam.&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810666/</link>
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			<title>Crime</title>
			<description>I crave you.&amp;nbsp;Isn't that terrible?&amp;nbsp;You're the one person I know&amp;nbsp;Who loves me but doesn't want me.&amp;nbsp;Maybe I only care&amp;nbsp;Because you don't.&amp;nbsp;Maybe you're only important&amp;nbsp;Because I'm not.&amp;nbsp;Maybe I shouldn't love you,&amp;nbsp;But I do.&amp;nbsp;I do.&amp;nbsp;I haven't even seen yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810660/</link>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>I dreamed that you would love me.&amp;nbsp;I dreamed that you would see me here.&amp;nbsp;You would give up everything&amp;nbsp;Just to hold me in your arms.&amp;nbsp;I dreamed that you would love me,&amp;nbsp;And you did.&amp;nbsp;Our love was a dream.&amp;nbsp;I dreamed you'd treat me like a queen.&amp;nbsp;I dreamed we'd be the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810656/</link>
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			<title>Mask</title>
			<description>I love pictures.&amp;nbsp;If I smile in a picture,&amp;nbsp;I'm happy.&amp;nbsp;You stand next to me and smile,&amp;nbsp;You must be my friend.&amp;nbsp;If I make a funny face,&amp;nbsp;I'm goofy.&amp;nbsp;If I frown, I'm sad.&amp;nbsp;Isn&amp;rsquo;t it strange that for just one millisecond&amp;nbsp;I can arrange my face&amp;nbsp;and for as ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810654/</link>
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			<title>Smooth Pressure</title>
			<description>There's this feeling like a little gasp&amp;nbsp;I've caught inside my chest&amp;nbsp;that runs and flows behind my ribs,&amp;nbsp;a river of some emotion&amp;nbsp;that I cannot yet define,&amp;nbsp;spreading out its fingers&amp;nbsp;into spaces walled off by sadness&amp;nbsp;and dusted with years&amp;nbsp;of quiet anger and regre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810652/</link>
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			<title>Character</title>
			<description>So many girls are waiting&amp;nbsp;For a knight in shining armor.&amp;nbsp;Sitting upon a tall, white horse,&amp;nbsp;Blue eyes shining&amp;nbsp;From a handsome face.&amp;nbsp;I'm not waiting&amp;nbsp;For a knight in shining armor.&amp;nbsp;I don't care if it's rusty,&amp;nbsp;With a dent here and there.&amp;nbsp;The horse can be a po..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810568/</link>
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			<title>Scent of Vanilla</title>
			<description>I love you.&amp;nbsp;I'm sure of that&amp;nbsp;the way I'm sure&amp;nbsp;that I love the ocean&amp;nbsp;and the scent of vanilla&amp;nbsp;and the way raindrops&amp;nbsp;dance across windowpanes.&amp;nbsp;It's a kind of love&amp;nbsp;that is so natural&amp;nbsp;that it ceases to be an emotion&amp;nbsp;and becomes instead&amp;nbsp;a part of who..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810562/</link>
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			<title>Yours Truly</title>
			<description>Thunder and Lightning tango&amp;nbsp;across a cloudy stage.&amp;nbsp;They're dancing to the moonlight-&amp;nbsp;A song I've long forgotten how to hear.&amp;nbsp;And I bet Thunder never steps&amp;nbsp;on Lightning's painted toes.&amp;nbsp;The stars whistle loudly&amp;nbsp;and twinkle their reviews.&amp;nbsp;Their applause rain down..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810247/</link>
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			<title>One of a Kind</title>
			<description>Do you love me now?&amp;nbsp;No, not if, not when,&amp;nbsp;Do you love me now?&amp;nbsp;Because this is me.&amp;nbsp;This is all of me,&amp;nbsp;For better or for worse.&amp;nbsp;Yes, there are some imperfections,&amp;nbsp;But this is a one-of-a-kind model,&amp;nbsp;And no corrections will be made.&amp;nbsp;If you're going to love me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810237/</link>
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			<title>Voice</title>
			<description>How depressing&amp;nbsp;All my writing&amp;nbsp;Always seems to be.&amp;nbsp;How inviting,&amp;nbsp;Go into hiding,&amp;nbsp;And write, oh woe is me.&amp;nbsp;What a sad thing&amp;nbsp;All my whining,&amp;nbsp;All my tears and pain.&amp;nbsp;Always blinded-&amp;nbsp;I never find it-&amp;nbsp;The sunshine in the rain.&amp;nbsp;This condition,&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810225/</link>
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			<title>That Won't Work</title>
			<description>Don't leave me now.&amp;nbsp;Don't give up on me,&amp;nbsp;Don't say that it won't work.&amp;nbsp;Because that won't work.&amp;nbsp;We have something,&amp;nbsp;And I don't know what it is,&amp;nbsp;But I don't want to lose it.&amp;nbsp;You say we'd never work,&amp;nbsp;But that's impossible&amp;nbsp;Because I can't live without you.&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810172/</link>
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			<title>New Moon</title>
			<description>The new moon glows&amp;nbsp;In the black silk sky.&amp;nbsp;So lonely, it seems,&amp;nbsp;A little moon and a million stars.&amp;nbsp;A million stars,&amp;nbsp;Burning with a blinding heat,&amp;nbsp;And a single moon,&amp;nbsp;Cold and alone,&amp;nbsp;trying its best.I hope you know&amp;nbsp;I never meant to hurt you.&amp;nbsp;It isn't in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810170/</link>
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			<title>Small Talk</title>
			<description>I want you to talk to me,&amp;nbsp;and I really don't care&amp;nbsp;what you talk about.&amp;nbsp;I keep asking you questions&amp;nbsp;and you're answering them,&amp;nbsp;but you're not&amp;nbsp;and you know it.&amp;nbsp;I want you to speak with me,&amp;nbsp;not just respond to my comments&amp;nbsp;like a trained bird.&amp;nbsp;I want you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810152/</link>
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			<title>Simple Lives</title>
			<description>I'm not afraid of life,&amp;nbsp;But I am afraid of death.&amp;nbsp;Afraid that I may die today&amp;nbsp;And there'll be nothing left.&amp;nbsp;An empty seat where I should sit&amp;nbsp;An empty bed where I should lay&amp;nbsp;An empty life and nothing proves&amp;nbsp;I lived here yesterday.&amp;nbsp;The books we read to tell us&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810149/</link>
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			<title>Click</title>
			<description>You can all stop acting&amp;nbsp;As though I'm a ticking bomb.&amp;nbsp;I'm perfectly fine.&amp;nbsp;A little tired, a little drained...&amp;nbsp;But perfectly fine.&amp;nbsp;You can stop looking for the anger&amp;nbsp;That you're so sure I'm hiding.&amp;nbsp;I'm not upset, I swear,&amp;nbsp;I'm just tired.&amp;nbsp;And I don't hate h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1810147/</link>
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			<title>Primal</title>
			<description>This life is a black hole&amp;nbsp;And you are but a void to me.&amp;nbsp;Pulling me into your web.&amp;nbsp;Drawing me in with your words.&amp;nbsp;Making me forget myself.&amp;nbsp;I fall to my most primal state -Tearing, Clawing-&amp;nbsp;With no greater desire&amp;nbsp;Than to trap your pounding heart&amp;nbsp;Beneath my heavy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1809822/</link>
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			<title>Summer Morning</title>
			<description>And technology has brought us freedom,&amp;nbsp;release me from the shackles of ignorance&amp;nbsp;as knowledge streams forth from all sources.&amp;nbsp;And locks that bound us to our homelands&amp;nbsp;are picked open by the opportunity&amp;nbsp;to move change travel dream&amp;nbsp;off to distant places we've never heard ..</description>
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			<title>Gamble</title>
			<description>I think you knew it was a gamble&amp;nbsp;To give your heart to me.&amp;nbsp;To present me with a diamond,&amp;nbsp;To treat me like a queen.&amp;nbsp;'A red rose for the lady,'&amp;nbsp;You thought you could be king.&amp;nbsp;But I'm sorry Jack, I never thought&amp;nbsp;You'd wager everything.&amp;nbsp;I said you were an ace,&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Art</title>
			<description>Mother Nature made us diamonds&amp;nbsp;To captivate our hearts.&amp;nbsp;To prove that what seems ugly&amp;nbsp;Can be polished into art.&amp;nbsp;But she never thought that diamonds&amp;nbsp;Would be taken from the earth,&amp;nbsp;Or that human men would only comprehend&amp;nbsp;A monetary worth.&amp;nbsp;Still, men could not ha..</description>
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			<title>Perhaps</title>
			<description>We all must have our problems&amp;nbsp;And our battles that we fight,&amp;nbsp;And some of us will triumph,&amp;nbsp;While some won't even try.&amp;nbsp;And of all the problems I could get,&amp;nbsp;Most I will never face,&amp;nbsp;And perhaps I should believe in God&amp;nbsp;And thank Him for this fate.&amp;nbsp;Now, there are da..</description>
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			<title>Devil on My Shoulder</title>
			<description>Why does love have to be so important?&amp;nbsp;Why do we have to fool with the matter?&amp;nbsp;Because love, like most great gifts,&amp;nbsp;is both my blessing and my curse,&amp;nbsp;bringing on the happiest and the hardest moments&amp;nbsp;of my short, young life.&amp;nbsp;But once again I find myself&amp;nbsp;in a place w..</description>
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			<title>North Carolina</title>
			<description>Steadily, steadily comes the rain&amp;nbsp;In sheets of pewter bullets.&amp;nbsp;Beating down on the rental car,&amp;nbsp;Tap, tap, tapping on the glass.&amp;nbsp;I am, vaguely, aware of a voice,&amp;nbsp;But by the time I hear it's not the radio&amp;nbsp;He's stopped listening for an answer.&amp;nbsp;Now he speaks just to hea..</description>
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			<title>Softly</title>
			<description>I fall to my knees In the damp, dewy grass. A new day dawns without me. My heart stays behind, Yesterday, when you loved me. When the sun was so bright, The night so far. I stare into the rising sun, Hoping that I will be blinded. Unable to see your face. Unable to be lured back Into your ar..</description>
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			<title>Wild Ride</title>
			<description>Strap me in and close my eyes, Take my hand and hold it tight. The sky's the limit, that's our goal,Loving you's a wild ride. I don't know what will happen next, You twist and turn and try to hide. But we are here together, boy, Together on this wild ride. So take my hand and laugh and screa..</description>
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			<title>Inky Water</title>
			<description>A river is flowing through me, It will carry me away. It flows as fast as dreams can run, And as slow as love does fade. It slips around my heart and soul, And through my deepest fears, Then falls over my hidden thoughts, Where hope and pain appear. It pours out through my calloused hand, A ..</description>
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			<title>Summer Rain</title>
			<description>I stare into eyes that are sapphires. Clear, bright blue... Dark as midnight... Light as summer skies... Stirred with diamonds. I stare into eyes that are emeralds. Vibrant jungle green... Deep as dense forests... Soft as spring grass... Lit with shining dew. I stare into eyes that are onyx ..</description>
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			<title>Geometry</title>
			<description>I don't like planes. I don't like that they Stretch On and on forever. I don't like knowing That there's never an end, No place to turn back. I don't like lines. I don't like that they're Stronger Than the force I could apply. I don't like knowing That they can't be bent or broken, They just..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1809377/</link>
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			<title>Hindsight</title>
			<description>I guess I lost my chance, I guess I missed my turn. I stopped to smell the roses... I guess I'll never learn. I thought I had it all, I thought I had control. I never once stopped trying... I thought I'd reach my goal. I hope that now you're happy, I hope that now you're free. You left me fa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1809372/</link>
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			<title>Some Mountains</title>
			<description>Happy Valentine's Day and my valentine will sing with all his heart and all his lungs love can beat anything. And I will shake my head and sigh, love cannot win this war. Some mountains rise too high and hard- We've been through this before. And so I'll leave my lover, and he'll wish me to g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/parkerj13/1809365/</link>
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