http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pablo-and-Rookie The original writings of author Pablo & Rookie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776137231 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Around and around we go, Where we stop, none shall know,Dogs bark too loud, Leave my face in this crowd,What's the purpose of small moon light, Desiring is suffering while flying a kite,I cried for Penelope, she broke the vase, It didn't match her standards and tarnished her gaze.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1869614/ Gene would cry into the night. All alone, no friends, no family. Dreams of alcohol, pills, smashing a neighbor’s car into a brick wall. The point of life eluded him. Wear the masks or die he figured. Making a left onto Walnut Street, he envisioned an army of pink elephants slowly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1868917/ Love, your blankets are too dark,I can't see your curves;I know you're under there, Happy as ever, memories ready to share;You never leave me alone,My heart is always full;Particles pass, and sometimes you shudder,That's life in the storm;The mind takes over,And fears build their walls;Protecti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1819963/ A hail to the greatest love soldier of all time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1819128/ Whoever is controlling me,You're doing a great job;The colors are more vibrant,The volume's on the rise;My fortune says, To expect a pleasant surprise;I await the future,It has been written;Why does it feel, That color floods will happen;Until the dawning of the pale moon light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1818753/ Can you believeThe fire I startedLook at it burnI'm so giddy I could cryWhy are my toes dancingWho are those faces in the flamesIt was all nonsense they saidForget your past and futureBut the fire's risingAnd lighting the trees behind meA fanged rabbit tugs my sockA dark hole to drop inAnother clean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1818457/ I hope that you like itMy soul poured it onto the floorNever asked my mind or heartThe mess was there in the first placeWhose job is it to clean up the messesThe heart just sits and staresThe mind doesn't know what's going onThe past becomes the futureFriends have disappearedNew allies emergeWho is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1818407/ That's someone else's work, I'm using to make me sad;That's someone else's flower, I'm making up stories of creation; Crying brings out the breakdown of the shell,Someone else's work helps to chip it away;There's someone else's work,Inside of me;But that someone else's work,With its s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1818048/ The pulsating heart bakes,receptive to the light;Piano keys lust for touch,hungry enough to bite;Sliding down the hill,the black rabbit stares and laughs;Not one but two friends off in the distance,shaking with the calfs;Dawn and dusk meet as friends,no angst in the passing;Wind up the concert, dear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1817803/ Up ahead, a log bobbles,dancing with the wavesThe calm grovels,anxious to be savedBears walk on paws,step by step, through and throughThe master is told to move the ocean, As the alternative is for it to move you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1814047/ The twisting fall of black and blue Makes the world orange and whiteThree birds tell us soOne is farther, breaking and balancingThe wind speaks for us allI fall into the skyline symphonySeeing dreams and waves of body and soulAll in a happy twisting danceOf night from day and love to come http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pablo-and-Rookie/1813446/