Cas Murray | WritersCafe.org http://slow.writerscafe.org/koalacas The original writings of author Cas Murray en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000109 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 sunshine at nighttime a piece from a much longer poem about separation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2769649/ Forgetting A poem about forgetting people that once meant the world to us http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2765708/ Its 10 am somewhere Its 10 am somewhere http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2763817/ a night alone with myself a night alone with myself can be dangerous http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2763022/ crimes against love crimes against love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2762823/ high in my bedroom some words put together -- enjoy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2762822/ November I feel lost right here at home Scary dreams of being left alone Hearts don’t break they only Hold on To memories we wish We’d never had chilling me  knowing You’ve done all these things You were so good hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2556954/ I Once was a Seed She was a flowerin bloom after a fresh rain sleeping in the grass morning stretch;reach for the sun grasping at every golden spotlight on this stage called home.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2103287/ March Sadness it's march, and I'm sad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2098201/ Confessions From A Hotel Room if you’re not something you’re nothingmy ribs scream out for someone to touch mebecause when I’m bare skinned between sheets I feel like I’m something http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2097278/ 11:27 pm falling in love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2085352/ Fly A bird in a boxsits where time stopswaiting for the last grain of sandto drop.A flitter, a flutter,a goodbye to a motherThese secrets are uncovered Love one another. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2085245/ Hush The bridges I can’t burn lead me to hell While my lungs are filled with secrets I never tell They slip out in breaths Sometimes a little too much If it wasn’t for my secretsWhat would they love? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2024999/ Drink Up We are merely glasses waiting to be full http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2009121/ Satisfaction let it rain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2007603/ Mourning A view into a stolen life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2007258/ Moon A poem about an inseparable love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2007256/ Almost 21 Right before I turned 21, I found Jesus. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2006903/ Views From the Porch It is as if the trees dangle from the sky.The empty limbs bare against the lilac wallpaper;the most beautiful room in the house.The sun would set in the glass doors;a painting most nights. The lilac transcends to black and here I am underneath the stars.My mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2004813/ Sunflowers Symbolic poem about sunflowers and sunshine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalacas/2004812/