http://slow.writerscafe.org/MicheleG The original writings of author MicheleG-SA en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776608483 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Down in the Cape,Where the mountains and sea meet.On an untamed stretch of beach,I rode a mare her name now I forget.But I remember so well her strength,Which sent waves through my body,and drove me to ride so furiously.Unleasing my uncontrolled wild spirit,Racing hard along the seasand,Spla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/735218/ How can I love you he screamed?You are like a pebble in my shoe!!Little eyes so full of tears and fear look up pleadinglyOnly to feel yet another lash across her tiny face...Another bruise to hide from questioning eyes.The all too familiar taste rushes back into her mouth.She prays that noone as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/735214/ Cathedrals  I sit in this Cathedral, in Toledo, SpainSecond largest in the world Pretty old for 800 years.Yesterday it was the one in Segovia.I feel the pew hard beneath my body.I hang my head back and look upPast the ornation, the gold, the stained glass windowsthe paintings, the pillars o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/735212/ Is my home, my happiness, my roots, fading into a longing memory? a dream needing so much to awaken me back into being.... The Acacia Trees in their wide spread out beauty reach out to capture me back! Sunsets an array of color so rich and vibrant send rays out to beckon me... Rolling hills, looming.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/728985/ she moves slowly,softly like a fallen whisper.swaying freely,uninhibited.....her hips draped in color,flowing silk scarves,caress her dancing frame.head hung back,hair falling in fluid motion.hands caress the empty air,arms enticing.....beckoning.flesh hiding then appearing,sighing, lips parting,e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/728980/ In 1982 you came to stay in the mission next door,With your long grey hair and beard.Imprisoned for 44 years for a heinous crime you committed at 18,You were Johannesburg’s longest-term prisoner.They called you Monty,You were quiet and sad.The woman from the State said you needed a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/728975/ What are you searching for?One who plays shadows with your soul,Running on the treadmill of nowhere,Listening to the timeless dripping of a broken connection!Where are you searching?In places that have no sense of reality,Down roads that turn and wind, yet never end.Always stumbling over the stones .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/728967/ Little ripples in the wastelands of my soul,Causing a stirring, reverberations of longing,Deep inside my heart of hearts.Running on tiptoe down the passages of time.My life a kaleidoscope of places and people.Still the ripples run...Lapping right up to the beckoning shore.Veils of promises have shro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MicheleG/728663/