http://slow.writerscafe.org/Poetlady The original writings of author Nancy A Halbert en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775965302 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 TimeBanditStealsQuietlyUnder the currents of lifeMoves steadily forward stealing while we. Look the other wayBecause we must always look the other wayTimeAdds wisdomTakes away youthMaybe not so unjustOne replaces the otherSlowly overlappingTaking away one pearl of life To.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/2313312/ This poem is symbolic of the importance of staying in the present moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/2313291/ Oh The fun old days we hadUnder the bright sunShining brighter for usEvery day hanging out with friendsAnd friends of friends of friendsWho was into whoWhile in the bay area so many beautiful places to beThe great music of the 70sAlways something happeningOn a Friday nightSo mayb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1918492/ Oh I know you hear me don't you. As I slam myself once more Aganst your wallWhen do your lies evaporateInto the bright light of truthWhere we could reach a peacefulResolutionIs this deception I wonderAs I raise my painful siftWith heartbroken handsSifting lies from truthI put i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1912593/ This is about the value of doing for oneself. Instead of taking what's handed to you since as well that can come from someone with ulterior motives http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1893610/ A love ribbon. Revision. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1888937/ A little ditty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1883034/ I spotted a soul thereUnderneath the briar wood and brushAnd so attracted by the beauty and possibilities of love I went in.I saw a face so angel likeI was sure was pureUntil I was entangled and submerged without gillsEverywhere the stench of death http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1882870/ Philosophy I go by. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1877589/ A poem about some relationships. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1870633/ He was there, standing in the doorframe, scars and new cuts covered his body, he glared at her with the knife in his clenched hand, dripping blood. She had heard the window crashing in and the yell of surprise and fear from her husband upstairs. Then a struggle. She hoped Jake was still alive and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1846598/ Was thinking one day about what makes a pearl form and thought of a comparison with hardship and wisdom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1844628/ Stolen IdentityBeware love knocking on your door Announcing itself too loudlyCould be someone with stolen IdentityMaking you feelTurning you to feel likeA footprint in wet sandFlippant waves wash awayA sanctuary in the desertCrumbling to sandA sure well mystifyingly dryDroppi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Poetlady/1844434/