http://slow.writerscafe.org/yk7570by The original writings of author K.Oakland en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012974 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Who am I?By: KathrynOakland Most days I feellike a crisply ironed shirtWith each buttonbuttoned up to the chin,Or a completeset of china, each one in its placeInside a tallglass case to ward away warm caresses,To .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yk7570by/1961731/ Grandfather By: Kathryn Oakland  My father’s father can find his way homeIn the long shadow of the coming winter.He has come for the bloodletting,The butchering of all who will not pass toSpring. He eyes ea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yk7570by/1961729/ My LoverBy: KathrynOakland I can feel mylover in the air as he travels though the sky to me withThe batteringrams of thunder and the silent screams of light.A pulse isgathered in the clouds andIs mirrored inthe shadow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yk7570by/1961727/ Just a silly poem I wrote that focuses on the sounds of words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yk7570by/1961726/