http://slow.writerscafe.org/Robin-Goodfellow The original writings of author Robin Goodfellow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776343755 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Prayers amongst the coldash-strickenskies.I saw you thereweaving pretty liesalong edges of night,with all your hellish plights,as you lose sight,of your innocent light.Prayers amongst the coldeve of unquiet dead.I saw you there,screaming your past regrets,crying out what needed to be said,while.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1820019/ Soft sunlight spills lovingly into the room, the glass cups reflectingcolors quietly. There was laughingand playing, the notes coming for their archaic songs, with lullabies from distantdreams.Scent of spaghetti and spice drift through the air, the salt shaking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1818385/ Happily she comes, enchanted bylight, the thin mirrors of her wings giving way to seeds ofpromise. She sways back and forth, along edges of stained glass reflections, hiding her playful plight as she goes on. Soft gold befalls her face, the lovely shade .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1817556/ Before you come awayfrom the day’s soft rays,sing with me by candlelightfor your dreams, through the night.Pray for stars to caress your tears,and the moon to erase your fears,of the monsters hiding in your heart,the quiet from the morning lark.Whisper to me your childish t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1817097/ Streams of velvet reflections flowalong withered flowers and leaves.The crisp, cool waters only he could knowcarries scarlet away from simple dreams.Subtle scents of trees from twilightreached for fragile charity.The humble seeds sang for night,as they prayed his gentle mercies.Soft, verdant grass e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1816579/ Sing to me a song of fear,for all the lovers you've held so dear.You'll listen and watch their fallen tearsand call their names, not knowing they're near.Sing to me a song of shame,for all the blissful sins you've named;wallow in burdens and sorrow and painand crimson from which you've carelessly st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1815709/ Because falling is love doesn't have to be that bad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Robin-Goodfellow/1815423/