http://slow.writerscafe.org/Groovygirl17 The original writings of author Groovygirl17 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776219903 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Inner thoughts within a dialogue. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2108634/ I don’t want you long ago. I don’t want you forever. I don’t want you now.I want you Here,Within.Because that is much more everlasting, Don’t you think? 11-26-18 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2075818/ The blood wine falls Over the burgundy countertop.It slithers past the corner cracks,And it drips to the marble white tile.The cold tile of heartbroken promisesAnd somber forgotten dreams.Stained by troublesome and persistent Tomorrows. Tomorrows of hopeful hellosAnd aching goodbyes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2020160/ Sometimes, you have to strenghth yourself when no one else will. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2017351/ This poem is about remembering the good and the bad. Any situation is for your interpretation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2015123/ My heart is held by strings And your nimble fingertips Strum them like a finely tunedHarpI cannot help to inhale theDust and radiation that your Sweet cologne breezes withI am entranced by the memories And laughs of the times beforeI am surgically bounded to the inner liningsOf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/2014106/ A poem about self hate and worry. A bit depressing, but I tend to write depressing things even if I’m my happiest, haha. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/1988923/ A poem about self love and finding yourself through the love of someone else. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/1988921/ ~Rumors circulated of a new girl in town.Now, the bees whispered and the birds chirpedOf how the newly blonde teen was wealthy-Off of her father's firm of course.She.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/1810533/ ~Do not fear the time of passingOr of the time after.Do not worry of no longer being among the livingFor there are such things that live on pastThe vibrations&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Groovygirl17/1810525/