http://slow.writerscafe.org/Defrancoptr The original writings of author Peter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775979501 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Ah when I was a lad a very small boy. All day long I would playAnd at night I would dream of a toyBut as I grew that went awayAnd I was tought how to be a manTo get up and go to schoolAnd learn all you canSo you don't grow up to be a ( yup you guessed it ) FOOL And.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2059210/ Robert and aspiring artist paints a portrait of a beautiful model, this portrait promises fame and fortune, but instead this canvas turns into something that will haunt his days and nights. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2059007/ it starts with a glance, a smile and a winkfollowed by a moment of joy, and some innocent funbut even on a calm day a ship can sinkbecause all things eventually come out to the sunin the heat of the moment they run with no caresfor the wandering eye, will never stop looking.but they are caught unaw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2059005/ Every so often I feel the warmth Like a game of tennis it startedIn a room full of people full of sounds and lightsI was caught up in a daydreamThe dream was broken into not by a noiseBy gentle eyes, that were silently on meThey awoke in me something newAs I returned the glance she lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2058925/ My release is when I leave the world behind and enter my doorto the place that I can give way to my own thoughtsthere is a fine particle floating through the trees magnified by the suns raysit moves up, down, side to side gentle and light as air but its moment is briefThe fall sky fills with cloudst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2055272/ A step away from Love or hateMost days are filled with those choicesShould I walk into the moment or hide from the stormHide my soul or open my heartLetting in the hand that will touch the inner meOpening the door for anyone to enterOr keep the wall I've built Never letting anyone se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2054823/ Not all days were like that!It started out in an ordinary fashion, that thing went off, my ears refused to acknowledge it, my eyes were not cooperating with my hand, so I swung and poked and reached but missed its mark, yet managed to break my lamp, so all the energy exerted was not a waste. So.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2054759/ A pinch of real love is all we need         The inner self has to be present to truly care for someone    to feel someones touch is temporaryto touch the inner persons emotions is forever     do any of us know just what is the meaning .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Defrancoptr/2053840/