http://slow.writerscafe.org/krchtrbl The original writings of author 陈丽慈 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776211005 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love andhate are on the same coin.Ubiquitously,redOn clothes,thoroughfares,God, eventheir smiles�"But thesilver lining lies�"Shadowsplintered with melancholy,Wherevaliance is smoke, dwindling,Limbsmislaid in the contours.It&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012302/ January isevident with front porch steps.Dew stillcovers the chrysanthemums, pre-bloom,And stillladen in a blanket of chilly specterIn contrary,entombedInside thisbox of�"conscientious objectorRally up myarms in surrenderPoignant,there’s a doze.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012301/ Monthly poems about, well, the months and certain emotions I feel as each one passes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012299/ draw in thesmoke and itabsconds her lungs in a dazetarmacadamand they hadto syphon the carbon monoxide awaythe men inscrubs and while shescours her shell cleanwhere thetone turns from russet to rubicund, reckoning­--she reckonsthe flowersoutside of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012298/ Tired eyes gaze out to a landscape,The coffee can't even suffice this--Croaking out some muffled tone And I’m not sure; I guess it was my other self--Insomniac--But the time difference still can’t fill the distance--I’m at some train station now,Empty co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012297/ they saysuicidal tendencies merely existin silver screens or thatmetal band--not even asoul would pin their ears back to because it reverberatesakin to the criesin my heart,constant echoing,deafened gunshotsringing in the atmospherelaughingsaying tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012296/ I seereflections of happinessAndmagnetismIt’s like aflat line revived,MountainsAnd betweenthose landscapesBendedblended colorsit wasn’tthat much of a rainbowBut morelike a faded denim jacket with equally faded patchesI wear whenit rains.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012294/ there’s apoint where we become lithium, 3rdelement, crisis-filledbut you see,he wasn’t just any lithium--like a shotup in my veins and suddenlyI lose this feelingof sadness and revelry and I say hemixes in with the lot bloodconcoction--the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012293/ I can’trememberYour faceOr yoursmileOr is itjust me?ForgingforgettingLovinghurtingLeading tobrainwashHit yourhead on a wall To forgetOver andoverUntil it’sall--No one caneven tell youIt’s all inyour mind--I m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012292/ clockworksand gears shiftingthe raucousreclamationboisteroushellwouldn’t even put up with thisradio waveshighfrequencies--deafeningso shrill,shrieks ofyouthor hurt orforceGod itstings my ears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krchtrbl/2012290/