http://slow.writerscafe.org/AprilFlores120 The original writings of author April Blue en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775957672 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Calling Ghost, a short story that needs immense editing and more of a storyline. Please let me know if you would like to collaborate with me or help me edit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2839444/ Poem for a dear friend of mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2830886/ unfinished work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2811926/ The American CrowFly close to the sun and feel it's warmth on your graceful wings. In the midnight hour soar towards the stars as you feel their magic. You will look into the souls of friends and love them with empathy. The stormy rain will shower you with its fragrant wisdom. As you play music disc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2810614/ Lady Charlotte Red lipstick covered voluptuous sensual lips. Gorgeous blissful singing phenomenal smiles. Stunning staggering sculpted lovely fingertips. Captivating lingering mesmerizing laughter. Enraptured by her divine everlasting beauty. Heavens creatures are ravis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2810098/ A poem for an intimate friend of mine. Words can not express or do justice to what Chasity means to me.. For her name and kindred soul lives infinitely within the raindrops. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2794152/ For a very great friend of mine who also happens to be my amazing roommate... 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She painted herself a toxic tormented blue.. Blue was in her hair and on her eyelashes... Blink once then blink again... Blue was everywhere.. The mere intoxicating villainous blue was on her fingertips that shed when she was painting along the walls. Blue bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2038129/ In the devils view there are many insipid hues.. Trance of a thousand crumbling moons.. Hypnotic visions catatonic fragmented voice.Shadows deep upon the maidens glance.. Telekinetic spells nightly spoken ruse.. Cruelness in a crooked magic smile.. Poor captive ghost fill me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2035658/ Colliding illumination lustrous shattered stars...Shinning radiant blazing hypnotic sun... Becoming more than a slave to their master.. Both a sinner and a turmoil savory saint.. More colorful  than a serene radiant rainbow... Vibrancy coming forth from both eyes.. Swin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2035211/ Infinite Immortal Beloved.... Vampire kisses on the white of your wrists.. Giving away a mortal dreary smirk... War on the foundation of thy blood...Enraptured encased forbidden chase.. Foreign throbbing tantalizing french... Psychic median over a evil Ouija board.. Won.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2034134/                           Making life unique and mysterious.       To the boisterous vibrant hues left behind by your presence.             Memories of your personality has left a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2032721/ "When the poor young man met his demise, we found a note in his dead clenched fists addressed to you. We know that you and the FBI are not seeing eye to eye so we decided not to let them know about it and bring it over directly to you." Ricthter thanked him for what he had done for him and invi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027254/ (Early morning at the hospital) Norma met Richter at the hospital, they both looked at each other as they tried to understand why this one got away. She never made such a lethal error before. Blue covered officers were all over the third floor of the psych ward. Coffee was being handed out to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027250/ ( A little later that night, night will come to us.)Dancing to her shadow as the rain outlined her fingertips, she held up the sky above her and stomped the floor below her. Han’s got away this time but there would be a next time, the excitement came from the chase Richter gave her, she was re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027245/ The show must go on as the ballerina's danced in their purple tutu's with a thrust of their graceful dance as it began to rain. The piano played to what it seemed to play infinetly to the throbbing of Richter's headache. The raindrops were heard as it serenaded them from outside of the theater as th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027241/ It began to drizzle as he left the building , running towards his car he noticed Norma sitting in her car with the window slightly open for air but they were still being fogged by her breathing. He didn’t want to inch closer to her red BMW but his feet were making the decisions for him and he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027238/ Norma felt alive for the first time as she entered the autopsy room because she decided to leave her lap dogs behind without notice and without the young FBI lover knowing that last night was the last time she was going to degrade herself and use him just for sex, he wanted a relationship with her b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027236/ He looked directly into her silly green eyes as he mouthed the words in a venomous tone of glass. And with that he walked away from her as he looked back at her with the ocean blue eyes that decided to linger on her glistening lips. She smacked her lips then licked them, the taste of cherries from t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027233/ (The next morning Richter awoke from his dreams.)The smell of breakfast woke him from his dreams. Upon waking he could hear the sound of The Beatles playing in the background and the sound of his Mama's voice singing along to Yesterday. He could hear the yapping of the poor crying puppy on the porch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027231/ Purple glitter all over the floor mixed in with red stains on the off white carpet. This was the day that he didn’t want to go through another one but he immediately knew this had to be the killer. His pupils dilated with grief upon finding another young eyeliner boy strangled on the bathroom .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027161/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2027160/ Pitch Black! Silent Screams! All that could be heard was the drumming of your wicked heartbeat. Stepping on decaying bones along the way, crunch and crackling beneath your bare feet. Leaving blood stains along the way. The drumming of your heartbeat gets louder and louder until that is all you hear... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2025159/ Indifference attitude of imaginary counterfeit reality.Advantageous bipolar disposition with racing despondency.Sleep deprivations causing possessed hallucinations.External stimuli seem as perceptions of delusions. Catatonic inflexibility heighten awaken conversation.Paranoia eloquently indicat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2024151/ Random thought's in the form of a short story or maybe a poem, I am not sure I will let you be the judge... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2023745/ She was made into a vampire, three hundred years she is still the undead. This vampire is weary of her immortal life and sets out one night of fun until she decides to rid herself of this world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2023448/ Can't wait until I scoop your mesmerizing eyes out and swallow them whole....Can't wait until I am able to bite your gorgeous marvelous succulent tongue...Can't wait until I may chew on both of those teasing stunning savory lips...Can't wait until I can taste your sexy seductive splendid finger tips.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2022938/ My heart exploded once the lightning hit into a thousand pieces of sand. My nose started to bleed as vast as the raindrops spread into the ocean. My lungs collapsed as they breathed their last breath as the wind blew. My bones shattered as the sky clouded from within the forming rain... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2022282/ A murderess is out on the lose killing androgynous young men to fill her lonely existence. 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The frail fragile sp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2020399/ There is a scream that never leaves. The red ancient door in the outer room stood decaying. Sharp shattered glass hits the damp floor. Sleeping trying to end the piercing screams. I awoke with a hand full of cadaverous hair. Starring into the mirror only to find a desolate r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2020398/ Never to forget such a love as thee. Black filled shattered heart before me. Midnight eyes long to gaze upon thee. Echos of a voice that use to be. Blood stain tears flow and grieve. Ghost memories forever haunt me. My sins forever taunt me. Rest eludes me and rest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AprilFlores120/2020186/ I am numb, I need to live in a psych ward and roam the earth without a name or a face. My mind is full of despairing thoughts of torturous demise and everlasting pain. My thoughts start with you and end with you before I go to sleep to my nightmares. 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