http://slow.writerscafe.org/scsuber The original writings of author Suzanne C. Suber en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776277538 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tears of Rainby Suzanne C. Suber Raindrops falling on my windshieldAs I think of youA solitary tear drop escapes meA symbol of love mixed with sadnessAs the wiper erases the raindropsI picture your hands as they caress   away my sorrowYet, at this time you are &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216639/ Return to Meby Suzanne C. Suber Return to me, my love,we’ve been apart too longDo not break my heart,tis with you, I doth belong Your parting left me empty,a space I cannot fillOur bond unique, a rarity,not one that’s found at will I cannot wait f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216637/ Dedicated to my beloved grandfather http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216633/ Not Easily Forgottenby Suzanne C. Suber You are not easily forgotten: In a span of three days,a few hours at the most,you stole my heart. Your look, your touch, your voice, your kiss,set you far apart. The feeling light, it felt so right,while your ten.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216630/ Love lost... (but he came back) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216626/ Love LostBy Suzanne C. Suber I had a notion that it would endI felt the fear invade my soul I acted brave to conceal the painYour haunting memory pays its toll © 200728 words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216620/ I Love Youby Suzanne C. Suber  A sound is heard from afar, soft, yet determined.So much so, that it has captured my attention.Though I am alone in the dark, I feel its caress.As fingertips gently stroking the ivory keys on a piano,dolce et pianissimo.They come to me as wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216617/  Could be a lucky day!                                  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216616/ Why?by Suzanne C. Suber We spoke of love,             made such plans.In just one week.             we’d meet again..Again as lovers, &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216607/ This was written about a good friend of one of my coworkers at the time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216599/ The Feeling of Homeby Suzanne C. Suber  It’s been such a long time.  Yet, sitting here on the old porch once more seems as if it were yesterday.  So many memories… The old porch swing still creaks and the paint on the fence is peeling, but the sky is ever so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216587/ Dedicated to my son & best friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216579/ Jasmineby Suzanne C. Suber  As Rashid approached, it was easier for him to see the expression on Jasmine’s face.  It was in the moonlight he found her, sitting at the edge of the Maharajah’s pool.  Her form bent low, as she appeared to be mesmerized by the ref.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/216574/ My symbolism stems from several years in the jewelery business. In this writing, I have tried to encourage looking upon one of true worth without the distractions of passing fancy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209501/     Glance In My Directionby Suzanne C. Suber    Glance in my direction     Touch me      Make my heart sing         Smile and whisper &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209493/    FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Suzanne C. Suber Two persons from different times. Possessing the same likes and inner feelings. Meeting from separate dimensions. Divided by a lucid barrier. Reaching out but not able to fully touch. A fear exists of shattering this tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209482/  Feelingsby Suzanne C. Suber As small clusters of bubbles they appear to berising from the very center of my distracted heart Feelings, wanting to be turned into visions.Needing to be seen as words. Making their presence known, I smile and feel and inne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209472/ Angelineby Suzanne C. Suber   Exactly three years had passed since Angeline had passed away. How beautiful she had been, although her outward beauty did not even compare to what she was within.  Meaning well, family and friends encouraged John to seek another wife t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209448/ A Roseby Suzanne C. Suber A rose has much to give and she must give quickly,for she has little time. She gives her soft petals to caress, to brush against your cheek, and nestle to your nostrils when you inhale her delightful fragrance. She beckons to you ”Take me in with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209395/ A Pen’s Taleby Suzanne C. Suber  My pen desires to tell you a tale.It feels privileged, for it is the pen of a writer. When the words bubble forth from its master they do not escape through the lips.  No, rather they are copiously directed through another instrumen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/209382/ A Mysterious Prince by Suzanne C. Suber A mysterious prince, is who you are With enticing words, touch from afar Your writings entice, with fervent sound How can this be? pray tell… expound You are my Eros, in word and form I feel your touch, your kiss so war.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scsuber/103794/