http://slow.writerscafe.org/francoiselausar The original writings of author Francois El Ausar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041340 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When did that baseball field become so wide,Back then its arms were only long enough toHold no more than a couple of egg rolls And my tiny brown eyes. The exit nearby with its steep hill,Still echoing my second bold diveInto the earth during a rainstorm,Rain that softened the met.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/francoiselausar/1918852/ In this sacred union, You wear a quality of heartwhich under usual circumstanceswould only bloom after waves of wise-grey Have carefully rolled this scroll of youth Into a seal melted and hardened by the warmth of future light,And a thousand conquered winters.Ordinary could ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/francoiselausar/1918851/ As my skin continues to love its wayInto the gaps between my mind And a wellspring of that ever deserving reality,One thing is always becoming clearer. There is the golden rule,And then there is the rule of the wilderness.The path only unfolds for the self-claimed,But its flanks ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/francoiselausar/1918850/ UntitledThe table of gratitude is wide and yetWe welcome so few despite its infinite rim.Even among those panting, exhausted guest ourEyes fall behind, unable to cross the simpleShore of an already swinging hinge. When was the last time you bit your lipsBecause your view of the wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/francoiselausar/1918847/