http://slow.writerscafe.org/NovemberGold The original writings of author November Gold en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015457 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If I could write a letter to me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/960729/ Fade to black, I do it wellTraveling deep down Into my own private hellI am all that you fearBut all that you craveOne time your Master, one time your Slave.I am a duality, a double edged swordGuilty and innocentBind you with ropes and then cut the chord.A bitter taste and then t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/959298/ If just another moment were mine... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/953703/ Sometimes God's army of protection around you is revealed to you and you know just who they are; and you thank Him everyday for them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/933946/ Memories can be beautiful http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/882516/ Some doors must close so that others may open... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/882390/ It's all about the journey from here to there http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/839820/ "little by little the fog clears and we see so much; so clearly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/830135/ It's the simple things in life that we all too often lose sight of.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/813530/  What is it about your poison that I crave?Even my hatred for you runs white hot through my veinsLike a liquid aphrodisiac.Why must I taste that which will surely be my end?You tempt me with your evil charm and lure me inLike a starving man to a steak.What lies b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/809757/ Some days I just find it too much to even breathe... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/806703/ Some people just make the world a better place by simply being in it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/797762/ Sometimes we stay drowning in what we think we lost for so long, that we miss what we still have because we are trying to see it through the same lens, instead of embracing it in a new way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/795741/ In forgiveness comes true healing, and frees us to move forward into the promise that lies ahead http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/795722/ In perfection we do not grow or blossom; only in times of challenge and struggle do we truly become. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/793827/ You could only keep me silent for so long http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/792755/ I called for you today, did you hear me?I reached for you today, did you feel me?Guidance is what I asked forconsuming comfort is what I need.Open and gaping, pain that rapesa heart that so often just bleeds.On my knees I fall and ask for your handI don't know how to riseI'm not sure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/788619/ Who am I, and who are you, and we do we intersect? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/788586/ Sometimes in life we find those who come to us as angels in human form to watch and protect http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/787354/ What is it that scares me so when I think of WeJust mostly that I am afraid of losing MeWhat holds me back from the life I pray forMeOut of fear that I’ll drown in the WeBalance…I hear that in my head like a haunting whisperTerrified to lose m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/780537/ If I could repay your favors and still feel good about myself, Trust me...I would. This one is for every careless person that has ever abused my goodness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/758529/ Like the flow of water you washed over me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/758002/ All that glitter is not gold, sometimes its just there cover up the dirt underneath http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/757964/ I can be my own seasonI can be my own friendand I can love me better than you didI can be my own worst enemyI can shred my own spiritand I can do that better than you didYou're really no match for meI'm love and your hateI'm open and your closedSometimes I'm difficultand sometimes your impossibleI p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/756587/ And now a word from our Sponsor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/750782/ Moved by music http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/750398/ Sometimes it just takes the right words, backed up with alot of love to inspire... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/749363/ * inspired by Al Green's, Simply Beautiful song* http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/747722/ The world of Text messaging http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745993/ The falseness of trying to change other people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745992/ LIFE http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745981/ Another aspect of the demon we call depression and how it tries to http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745978/ An older piece now, but still one that resonates truth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745974/ The awareness of someone being nothing more than words; but never actually present http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745971/ One of Life's moments http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745970/ Wanted; That Man http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/745622/ A poem written when my grandfather passed away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/744389/ Sent by a friend and I want to post this so that he can see how gifted he really is.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/744162/ Hmmmmm.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/743182/ The Monster named depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/743176/ An expression of two becoming one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/743168/ Very Mature Erotica http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/743165/ Some of my writing is causing discomfort because of the realness and the truth it exposes. I've earned the right to be heard... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/741307/ Written a year ago on Memorial Day in memory of our fallen soldiers; but even moreso a "call out" to racism everywhere. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739690/ The lost art of just Being..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739680/ A Journey of Healing from Sexual Abuse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739646/ Emotional purging, nakedness, exposure... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739632/ A Push to Move forward http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739613/ The makings of a Woman http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739564/ Like a weed u grow in the garden of my life, Taking away nutrients and sucking me dry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NovemberGold/739476/