http://slow.writerscafe.org/Margaritawitt The original writings of author Margaret Marie Hubbard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981061 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Easter Rabbit you say Yes, I know of that scrupulous hareHe hides many treats in my grassThough I'm never quite sure whereI always attempt to seek sweet candyBut it's generally embryos from hensI rather like them for a snackBut the timing in finding all dependsThose plastics glor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1345046/ Eternal flames are easily extinguished by careless heartsOne daring to walk the miles But others peeking at the startHow merrily they waltz awayWhile the soul lingering cruelly wilts How drawn to lies are those Who know not of that sultry filthFrom the ashes only one Shall rise abo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1345042/ Bled on roses whiteGrab my wrist and hold me tightSing those pretty liesDon't back downMore than angels flyFallout from this warBroken dreamsPain knocking on my doorBreak these eternal chainsLet me looseFreedom from the painPromises lost in smokeBeautiful love lyricsTake .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1334277/ I had an experience once and this is only a glimmer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1315741/ Just jotted down some poetry inspired by a self photo. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1313900/ Sometimes I just stare at the mirrorPerfect reflections of everything on the silver lining behind the glass.Everything in its muddled up world, displaced towels an such. Commonness, scattered across the cold, dead marble. Even the marble, wet and yellow, though it should be white. As I stare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1305376/ Midnight writing of words that just flow through my pen to paper. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1273385/ Willingly I submit my existence to the tidesThe ever changing wake of time shall cleanseI abstain absence inside my barrierAn absolute solution to amalgamate my thoughtsBeauty of a promise I keep circumscribedIf ever you dare to caress the life encompassedYour memories consumed in swayin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/1156543/ Dealing with physical and mental illness can damage children by some standards. By other's, these kids grown up to be the most compassionate loving people ! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/898003/ If you enshrine the first faux pas,If you exonerate the capricious singleton.Perhaps a fortune of happiness hides,within an inarticulateness way.   The paracusia of the haunting melody once heard,the dampened feet of the walk to waters edge.I once promised to gambade onto the tracks,an onc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/878303/ Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the woodsnot a fireplace going, from the drought, no one could!The stockings had holes, but were hung with such care,In hopes that Saint Nick won't forget them this year.The children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of Spongebob danc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/840752/ By the firelight I see your eyesacross the room so filled with liesA moment spent, a moment sharedYour fooling them, they think you care.I know the reality of our broken lifeI falsley smile as a happy wifeA perfect picture you love to painta picket fence and house so quaintExcept for me, you color m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/833057/ Stranger things have come to mind....this time I decided to jot them down for you to decipher if you wish. ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/832364/ Beat downpushed arounddon't count me out of the runningnot till the final callCut and bledleft for deaddon't count me out of the runningnot till the curtains fallIf you thought for a single momentthat I forgot your faceIf you thought about that momentwhen I left that painful placethat you were torn .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/814155/ Freedom little birdcan you taste the open skySing on little nightingaleNo ending of tonightPast wreckage little sparrowgrounded with no fightFalling softly little featherApparition of my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800865/ When you look at the beginning of life and ending of lifethrough one image you clearly realize what matters most. Whatever events occur, our one true purpose in life is to love! You can only fully love if you are able to forgive.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800864/ The devils of angersit high on their thronesthrowing their gavelsand breaking my bonesI revert to the place where to me it beganRunning and sinkingmy feet in the sand The same face takes on so many formsI seek peace in the wake of the stormsThis shadow of hate follows closel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800863/ I spend a ton of time in and out of hospitals. I always have fear that my little boys will start to believe I am not coming back to them. That's what inspired me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800860/ "Time, a simple concept which holds dominion over us. In suffering we pray for it to end, though it moves slower. In euphoria we wish it to last longer, though it speeds past us like a rush of blood through our hearts."-Margarita http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800859/ Another of my many inner thoughts... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800858/ You will never see my true self.Never feel my true love's kiss.Silently, I will serve you.Eternally loved; my only wish.I'll listen to my head once more.Frozen, never putting up a fight.You waged battles upon my heart.A shattered warrior remains tonight.Placing others before myself.My head screams, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/800422/ If silence could drown meI'd swim to the edgeI'd find me the soundestship in the bayIf words could cut meshredded bits would be leftmy pride and my heart lovehide from your sayTruth knownlove grownheart beatsbusy streetsI'm blind from the lightof the care that you've shownI'm weak from the firethat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/711414/ Fog, silence and freedomI walk the emerald mileThe folded note beneath yougives birth to my smileI roll what's left behind mefew materials shall I needYour desires for the othersquenched your thirst and greedTake what I leave behindburn to ashes if you mustMy misery and anguishare metal left to rust.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/684784/ One of the many thoughts that cross my mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/684761/ God knows how I love my boys,he also knows I loathe their toys.Little legos and wooden trains,always causing trips and sprains.I grab a bag and silently creep,throwing sh*t out while they sleep.Careful placement a siren blares,I slowly back out tripping on chairs.Stealth mode isn't stealth at all,as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/677862/ My back absorbs the cooling earththe willow shades my heartUpon the beckoning breezeI hear the steps of love  For youI amthe one The trickle of the brook callsas I long for sweet releaseOnce warm within the armsI freeze amongst the peace For youI'm notthe one Flut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/677796/ Changed the pic to something funny! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/672272/ Written upon a single slip of paper a few years ago. It slipped out as I began to read a favorite old book of mine. Just thought I would share another of my "big word" poems. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/672114/ Cover your bottom it's bareIt's not arrows that fall from the airYou are only a babe with a bowIt's not love you make people showInstead you cause great confusioneven causing lust and delusionI linger among those you've hitTheir not covered with love but with sh**I'll hide in the shadows this yearI'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/671346/ a maska charadea facade of great proportionyou hide behind such grandiose contortion aloneabandoneda barren heart self annihilateda tattered genius so complicated warmthfeara nexus combining my heartan amalgam driven apart lossgainforever adjoined doubletenduringly kept at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/670804/ The impetus of delirium,drills deep into my brain.The drifting shadow provokes, my opulence to strain.Impetuous choice of words, befuddle all mankind.Disentangle my intent, of the colloquy beneath the rhyme.Incontrovertibly I say to thee, I know thy true intent.Entrée oh aberration,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/670760/ Silence your trembling minds,for your thoughts give birth to your fears.Throughout the wrinkles in time,they feed from your mourning and tears.Behind the sunset they wait,as the moonbeams smother the earth.You wield your own ending fate,Wander aimlessly on their dark turf.False sleep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/663620/ I hear the fluttering of your wingsthrough broken hearts and painful screamsThe light breaks through the greying skyIn my heart my angel fliesOne swift motion a comforting graspA sweeping of the broken glassOnce shattered life, once forgotten heartI'm found in you, my life doth start.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/660021/ This ain't no halfway houseI'm not your halfway dollYou give your heart in pieceswhen I want to have it all.All the pretty words you tellhold no meaning in this hell.You think you can make a familythen turn around and flee.Some think I'm crazysome think I am weakBut the truth is, that's only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/659911/ If you were to listenif you were to hearwould my soul's disdainbe a tickle in your ear?If you looked upon meif you glanced my waywould you only see a poor girl drenched in painNo, I sink my teeth into youI take away your lifeI fill my hearts desirewith your screams in the night.I feast upon yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/659910/ Forsworn and ravaged your heart among the masses of the ones within your past.You clothe yourself in false talents to hide from me but alas,I witness your pain and pull apart the many webscontaining you withinI weep as I see your suffrage and reach for your soul drenched in sin.It c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/659902/ I sail this sea that has bequeathed my mindupon this wooden door, still throughout time.The lymerics and lyrics lap at my feetas I reach for the note my fingertips meet."Within the pocket lies the unlocking key."I look in the hole and see only me.Perhaps I'll unleash this ocean someday.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/659174/ The gentle motion of a pen upon an empty page, the beginning of simple markings meeting with grace and precision to form the thoughts within the heart. The perfectly placed strokes of a brush, dampen a canvas to open your eyes into the memory of a soul! Even crumpled paper will suspend that th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/656118/ Sometimes, people forget that love is not a face or a hand that you hold onto for dear life. It isn't an affection or something that can stay beautiful forever. Love is knowing, when you turn around to see if it is there,it hasn't moved an inch, no matter how far away or close you stand upon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/656117/ A true genius sits in the shadows and will let their knowledge die with them. For the human race has only proven that through knowledge, they further destroy themselves and the real meaning of life. -Margaret http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/656113/ A riddle with infinite possibilities for a solution... A world full of absolute nonsense, and diversity. Somehow coming together, working perfectly. Looking through the magnifying glass with a close eye, you will see the answer. -Margaret http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/656111/ Twisted, tainted, crimed bulwark,infallible walls, encroached thy heart.Fastidious belief, meticulous choice,destroyed through effete of thy voice.Exhumed emotions, bravado displayed,Blundered assurance, thy soul dismayed.-Margaret http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Margaritawitt/656107/