http://slow.writerscafe.org/juliespenhere The original writings of author Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775934757 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wrote too quickly this early Saturday http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3131643/ a bit of silly flummery http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3130477/ Soon All will Be revealed The dead will open their eyesThe miners will rise up Out of dark earth coreAnd see once more Blue sunny skies The bakers will throw in Joyous abandon Yeast carelessly to sacred shopfront floor The poets will sing in harmony The singers will chi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3130435/ The librarian Quivered The books They just shivered The late notes Wrote out And stamps licked On all envelopes Old Librarian went home The lights all turned off It was time to party Shakespeare aisle Did a hot rumbaAnd dickens Toasted neat whisky to his fancy The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3129959/ Set in ww2 fiction My dad was in navy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3129921/ My eyes are weary Of the bright lights On that corner screen The dark sad news in the World But I shall not let It overcome Destroy me Take my inner peace Or even stop meNoticing Nature in all Gods woven glory The spider webs at Dawn Glisten You can almost .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3129901/ I look inside The heart of me It’s black and gold The gold is melting Into the black Empty passages Aortic valves Grow old Gold slithers Through Unwaveringly Unafraid Patiently opening Up the passage Blocked by life itself Giving the heart hope The heart pumps.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3129898/ Two old men friends see each other annually for a drink or three http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3129880/ The song made me Turn off the switch It brings back a time For me Of untold painOf great agony I used to play it On repeat to help My grief After she died Blue eyes by Elton John It was But I can’t have it on anymore Yea I turn the switch quickly Or cut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3120996/ The gravestone said nothing It had no writing engravedIt had nothing to say It’s occupant Was not there anymore Yes the bones were there There they lay At full attention In salute to the moon The gravestone was Bereft of any words to say instead he uttered To the squirr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3120939/ Twas several years ago I lost count of the number !Maybe eight years ago I was an alcoholic Now I do say say that in past tense But could be present ??If I was still drinking that is !Anyway I’ll cut to the chase I was scrolling my phone One night or dayCan’t r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3120937/ Creature I’m a creature of Habit Of whim And desire My taste buds foam At the thought Of chocolate Be it dark or light I don’t give a care As long as my tongue Gets to be there On that slippery Ride on that square I’m a creature of habit Of whim an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3120759/ She was not crazy No Not today She flew around her Daily chores that morning Like a bird on heat She cleaned She scrubbed Till her fingers Got red Then bled She sat down A while Turned on her radio And slept In the sun on old sofa Under a Flimsy old curtain wind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3120669/ She remembers The trinket box The brooches The scarf pins The necklaces And heart lockets They outlived her mother And will most probably Definitely outlive her No matter They will live exist Somewhere She knows not where Never mind She says To herself Smelling her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/3119453/ I’ll plant a flower seedAnd hope it grows The seed and others May sprout some may not But when it reaches stretches its graceful green Smooth Neck to see the sun And feel the breeze It will throw that dirt That had it buried Asunder Like an old jumper We throw on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2987371/ Fictional comedy on trivia the word I hate the word trivia by the way ! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2965438/ Sketching In the sunlight My eyes watered The vision blurred I saw it Up up high Over the trees Over the mountains With winding river below I saw a shimmer A glimpse Of you Smiling I know you are there You are everywhere With me Everyplace I go My heart heaved wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2964861/ Imagine me With long blonde locks Sitting on a rock You watch me From a distance In morning sunrise I braid my Untamed curls Still wet I watch a lone sailor With fishing lines Reeling them inSmoking his Cigarette Turning his boat Around To my rock He tips .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2964856/ A tad long http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2964170/ I Wrote early today http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2961438/ Hi here’s the link Will be for present and past members only https://www.facebook.com/share/g/1BEa1GE4jw/?mibextid=wwXIfrJulie http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2961363/ Fiction but my take on dying http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2960984/ Doesn’t happen to all. But does happen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2960977/ The toast lay bare That cold winters day It was a fray To see what spread Could do the job For her today As usual She reached for her favourite The others cried aloud Felt useless Unwanted Tomorrow !!she grinned to the Jam and peanut butter I’ll have You t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2955136/ She sat alone in the corner All gaiety around Surrounded her Giggles from Blushing girls And excited beaus Her dress was pretty Enough a blue hand me down Pretty girls had full Dance cards And beautiful gowns She had none in her dance cardNot one name !She held it tight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2955053/ He forgot the onion In my beef stew again The customer Gulped his wine in full Anger in his face He alighted with Plate in hand Chef where’s the chef This is Irish stew Without onion No salt either he spat Chef looked sheepy and said All out of onions No onions .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2954574/ Spice me up Man give me Some special flavour Add some bay leavesCumin ChillePaprika SultanasStock Cinnamon maybe some yummy Turmeric too Let me simmer Nice and slow Four to three hours May probably do Stir the pot And taste a lot After I’m cooked Serve m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2954310/ lets turn the music upscare the doldrums awaythe sky is grey todayso lets live a bit  insideand blow that windy day awayopen up the curtainslet the light inlet the neighbours complainits our joyful rocky guitar dinthe rifs come hard and fastthe dog next doorcant stand it anymorehes gone insidet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2954221/ If I should go awayand leave yousuddenlywithout a touchor even a simple smilea simple lost kiss goodbyejust remember menot with sadnessor with tearsyou seeIll be watchingyou fromnot too far awayand waiting longinglyfor the daythat we canbe as one againso you seethere is no real deathour soul lives o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2954220/ He came in To the kitchen I stopped sipping That hot sweet drink He poured himself A cool water Still Standing looking Out the window At the grass He’d just mowed Trimmed and swept Would you like a cuppa I askedHis back still turned He nodded The glass fell .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2952121/ Morning routine Mundane things In writing lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2952115/ I’ve visited lots of nursing homes This is about those in them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2951983/ I rub my fingers Through the flour Soft to touch The radio Plays some old songs The butter softly Folds in between my Floury fingers The smell is brilliant I imagine A bakers dozen I add more ingredients To the bowl Recalling watching Mum do this When I was little I f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2951980/ The cactus Cut open Was not dry It had stored its Water Sparse Like love in the desert Springing Serving a dequila No one watered The poor cactus It’s heart Still overflows With beautyUntold A heart In the desert It withstands The harsh times Nature sup.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2951979/ Bookmark my Kisses On your page of love Turn the page Too quick too rough Or tear it I’ll be gone Back to the Library you will go And I’ll be away hiding In the magazines In that sunny quiet corner Full of bright colours And no depth Or love of words You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2951625/ He slept soundly Knowing his Mum was close by He heard the bombs Being a baby he knew it Wasn’t right but didn’t know yet what those awful loud noises were He curled up into a ball Knowing his mum was there Next to him in her big bedShe would protect him He kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948634/ Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948599/ Don’t tempt mySenses Don’t tempt my Will Don’t tempt my Passion Leave meTo be me At my own free will Please Just don’t Influence me And leave me To be me As I see The world Is full of surprises Good and bad It’s up to me W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948561/ So soon Must you go so soon He asked her Tipping his top hat I’m afraid I mustKind sir Blushing beneath her Bosom He noted Her Breath was rapid And heavy Her fingers Under her gloves That cold night Felt hot and sweatyShe was brought upA lady of aristocratic C.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948560/ Do not Give me a funeral Do not visit my grave I’m not there I’m way up yonder Hopefully meeting my Saviour My maker My God I’ll be busy seeing My old relativesMy old family that’s passed I’ll see distant tenth cousins Great great great aunts u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948554/ I knew You were wrong For me But I still Chased you Used All my power To get The bad boy Who lived On the wrong side of town I loved the danger Of you Turned me on More times Than I care to recall With you life Was danger Never boring From one sunrise .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948532/ Fiction of sorts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2948531/ I crochet queen size bed rugs for family and self that’s what I find calming http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2947202/ Regrets I have a lot You look at me You will guess not One of them I can say Is this All the drunk Nights and days I wish had gone Away I like to pretend it wasn’t me Wasn’t me Alas we cannot erase Our most dreadful days And nights We can only Move for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2947194/ A bit erotic http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2947192/ The building was empty All that was left Was a few old Tell tale Packets of chips Empty of course Of course the birds And squirrrels left no crumbs Up in the rafters The wings flapped Was it an owl or bird ?He couldn’t see The electricity had been Turned off A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2945565/ Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2945341/ Country twangShe had the strongest sweetest girly country Twang As the song beganI was almost on my kneesSmiles as big as A brand new Cadillac A new beginning A new love affair In motion Had only Just Began On that stage She twirled Her skirt And made them laugh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2944855/ The book lay there Unopened She felt drawn every day To it It beckoned her As she sat eating at the Dining table It winked at her At breakfast lunch tea It beckoned her way past midday As she folded the washing piles Fresh from the line Into neat piles On that table I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2944335/ I’ll cruise Across the oceans Far and wide See countries That I’ve only dreamt of So far I’ll fly Planes to Exotic deserts Where water Is scarce But flowers can bloomI’ll drive to the end of the earthSee sunsets Sunrises so vast So different fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliespenhere/2944246/