http://slow.writerscafe.org/lovepoet The original writings of author lovepoet en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776049543 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "Once I gazed out of my office window on the shore of the Hudson river and I was reminded..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/739043/ It often seems to me that this happened and is happening still http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/738394/ Sprites! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/738174/ An architectural abstraction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737864/ I know that this seems like a fantastic fairy tale, yet this actually happened to me in 1999 at 2pm on the WTC7 corner of Vesey Street, Manhattan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737857/ The Promise of the Goddess http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737841/ Apparently I wrote this in 2001 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737436/ Her hair was the color of water, Translucent, filled with inner light, Her presence transformed the land around, What had become profane, again was hallowed ground, And her smile...Her eyes bore the pure texture of night, Slow dancing stars glistened therein, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737406/ Sometimes I write what I know, sometimes what I feel, and very occasionally, something writes me. This is one of those... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/737391/ A Goddess devotional for pagans, heathens and heretics everywhere, I dedicate this to She who is queen of time and space, Creatrix of the Universe and also to you, my kindred. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735952/ pilgrim kisses flutter pebblesin dragonfly caressangstrom-woven moonlight revelscool hibiscus acquiescecome close, rebel cicada,to the village of my nightenfold in turquoise slumbertwisted bramble of delighttide me vast on shimmer wingsripple shudderre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735733/ I posted this once before, in another world, another life, long ago. People enjoyed it but were oblivious to its meaning, which served me at that time. It is the poem that I wrote upon leaving the US. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735523/ Sometimes, I just write out a feeling, to see it for what it is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735513/ It seems but a short while ago, perhaps she was you? check for blue dazzles, just to be certain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735510/ I awaken in the darkness as the jeweled stars subside, and thus it begins, nature sings, to grace the dawning, song-birds weave my morning, their lyrics speak of love-that-is-to-be and my world has come alive once more with pale oranges and reds nascent, the hesitant disk .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735420/ I'd love to make a witty and erudite comment here, but apparently, my luck falls short today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735417/ In the deep forestthere is a silent placea sacred spacenot quite of this worldwhere I go to sit in stillness I breathe in deepthe forest airmy secret lairthis body hangs like clothes upon my soul Now I becomewhat I really ama particle of thoughtI am anywhen,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735179/ A tryst beyond the norm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lovepoet/735129/