http://slow.writerscafe.org/Aradiasongbird The original writings of author Lydia Thacker en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083369 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Mommy,I cry out and cling to your hand.You look down at me,Two or three years old,Wearing my snoopy hat,Corduroy pants,Saddle shoes;A small girl, holding tight,I win a smile.You pick me upAnd kiss me,Then head off to work.I play the day away.Before I know it,You've come home,Pulled me into your lap,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765446/ My rain has turned to snow,Freezing or killing the only flowerI chose to nurture.All colors left to meFade to white.I lose myself in the snow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765440/ Darkness looms andShadows grow long.The moon hides behind A thick veil of clouds,The sky pregnant With the promise of rain.Lightning arcsIn a blinding flashAnd the heavens roarAs heavy tears dampenNot only the streets, But also my pillow.The trees bow their thanksWhile my body curls u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765431/ Your love, it is my soul's abyss.I never dreamed so trueas when I dreamt of love like this,then, suddenly, found you!Out of the silent depths it rose,and, still, I watch it climb,bending, not breaking, when the wind blows,for long I know you're mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765426/ Alone, I rise to greet the dayWith just my dog beside me.I'm fated not to find my way -There are no signs to guide me.I care for her; she cares for me.Beyond that point, we wander,Each merely living day-to-day,With only twists and turns behind her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765423/ You touched my dreams tonight,Roused me from sleepWith memories and bittersweet tears.I ache for what I never again will have- My mother's arms around me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765422/ Her nameLeaves my lipsDifferently,With fondness,As my tongueCaressesThe word, Lengthening it,Not wantingTo let go.If onlyI could be freeTo love her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765418/ Fallen thoughts herein lie,The forgotten fragmentsOf a wasteful mind.Sadly their companyContinues to abound,Poor discarded ideasIn the burial ground. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765412/ I close my eyes and search,But I can't find your smile.It pains me deeply,That lost vision...It used to bring me such comfortAs I could find,Given my lack of you.A part of my soul left with it,I fear. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765410/ A face shinesThrough the mist,A haze of Second-rate failureAnd good intentions.I find its purity puzzling,Startling with its smileAnd calm demeanor.A kindred spirit, it seems,Floating above theClub rock powerAnd expensive clothing.Unique eyesLock with my own,As if they know me.My heart sings a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765406/ You forge my organic addictionWith your tones of molten gold,Gleaming metallic notes of silver - hardened, embossed, and cold,Tempered like its artisan,Gleaming filings, burnished steel,In your element with a cutting edge,Branded irons for you to wield,Your song, a unique alloy,Played in solid .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765403/ Written after a 30-second call to my dearest friend Robyn for the sole purpose of a sound effect to accompany a conversation on MSN about fainting goats. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765399/ This was originally written because I was bored and had access to a plethora of those magnetic words on the fridge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765395/ Striped cupTendrils of smokeCeltic metalWooden tigerStars falling down- Feels like home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765390/ Often, I wake and search for you.My arms, feeling empty and barren,Long to feel your tender weight cradled in them.I miss your head nestled against my shoulderAnd your soft breath in my ear, lulling me to sleep.I remember the feel of you,The smell of you,The taste of your kisses - sticky and sw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765388/ On days like this,When the wind blows freeAnd the sky sines a warm blue,Making the vibrant life around meReadily apparentAnd the world seem green and pure,My heart sings.My voice catches in my throat,Fearing to spoil the quiet beautyWith mortal imperfection.Instead, I smile,For once truly feeling at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765386/ Me, I amPeaceful,Loving,Mother,Daughter,Sister,Dreamer,Poet,Stargazer.Mostly, I hope.Life is my song,Yet unwritten http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765385/ Red trickling down,Fangs bared,An almost imperceptible hissEscapes lips,Tongue working feverishlyTo send a scream forthInto the foggy nightPale flesh grows coldAs life is drained,Feasted upon like cattleStartled eyes seek blindly,Spotting what seems an angelBefore their closeA flash of blonde hair,V.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765383/ Dark eyesGleam in the reflectionOf a full spring moonBouncing off the bladeOf the daggerYou've aimed at my back.Claims of love fall On ears gone deafFrom all the pleading and cryingThat mouth has caused.How can I so loveThat which I despise? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765380/ Shadowed voices,Lamplight cannot illuminate,Lines on the wall,Pouring down.Sky blue, Sunset hues,Standing hereNext to youDark hair,Kissable lipsTaste of wine,Feel like roses.Walking hand-in-hand Along lunar shores,We look up;I feel at home.Darkness consumes us.The light from your eyesShows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765378/ Something in the cloudsGives me pause.A breath of wonderBrings strength.Solitude - Is this to be my fate?I look skyward,Hoping the starsChoose to answer,But see only myselfReflected in their light.What is to become of me? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765374/ Written to my sister on the 4th anniversary of her death, 2-24-1992. I was 10. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765373/ I am the darkness and the light;Suffer my wrath and receive my healing.I am the blood-drinker and the giver of life.I am conflict made to peace.I am night and day.I am two put into one, and I am whole. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765368/ Night kisses the earth,Blanketing with delicious velvet lips.Alone, I watch the starless sky,Hoping for a wish,A break in the cloudsWhich cloak the stars.Nature eludes the fulfillment of my desires.Rain brushes away tears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765364/ Despondency muddies and slows my actions,Causes my thoughts to become stagnant,As though I've begun swimming in concrete.Questing blindly, I fight to find a pathThrough the dense fog which keeps me from takingThe road I know I am meant to tread.I seek a light, But find myself engulfed in darkne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765360/ I like poems.Poems are good.I write poems'Cause I'm misunderstood.I've tried all my life,I've tried so hard, But all this strife - It just makes me tired.I'm too old for my age.I'm too young for my mind.What I really amIs hard to find.There's so much shitThat I must sort through,But I thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765354/ I have no wordsWith which to conveyThe amount of hopeYou have led me to findWithin myself.I had given up on love - On happiness.You put the pieces back togetherUsing only your smileAnd duct tape.I was never so specialUntil I knew you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765350/ Such noise,A cacophony of roaring, senseless sound...It chases me away to my hiding place.I sit under a willowAmongst the departed,Hidden from the world,And disturb their bony silenceWith my guitar and my thoughts.They don't seem to mindThat I enjoy their company,But leave me to peaceful contemplati.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765347/ My ink and feather will not writeBecause my soul's gone numb.They ignore my simple plightAs though my mouth's gone dumb.But to pen I should, perhaps,Just open up a veinTo bleed out my vocal thoughtsAnd purge my soul of pain.My ink is black; my heart is white.My mind, it seems, is dry,Unlike my eyes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765342/ Mother moon,Shine bright this nightAs I cradle the one I love.Guard his dreams with thy lightAnd rock him from above.Watch him and keep him safe;This of thee I pray,That he might wake with a smileWhen darkness turns to day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765337/ Two precious people,One small wooden box- One small, young, innocent,The other grown.Mother, daughter, grandmother.Both knew sufferingAnd both knew love.Together now,They dream.They dream of the future,Watch the unfolding Of all the lives they touched.Now they must live Through me,Through .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765335/ Away, away,Another day,Slipping softlyThrough my hands.A light breezeFrom across the seas,Blowing away the sands.Yet another verse In the song of life,Coming to an end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765333/ I see her in the window.She is but a shadowOf who she onceThought herself to be.Her gown glides past her hipsAs she braces herselfAgainst the cold night wind.It seems she is searchingFor something,Something she lost long, long ago.- Herself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765332/ SometimesI wake up in the middleOf the night.I can feel your armsAround me,Your hands on my face.- I cry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765330/ Silent thoughts of youCreep past barriersLong built in my mind.Memories overwhelm meAnd tears soak my pillow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765328/ I close my eyesAnd, to you,I sing my heart.Love, pain,Fear happiness -All yours, My King,For the taking.My soul laid bare,I stand before you - Naked, vulnerable.You kiss me softlyAnd smile,Then dress meIn all that I offered.You clothe meIn your strength,Surety, love:I take your hand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765326/ I believe becauseI must believe.I love simplyBecause I do.Woe to the believerWho honors notHis thoughts and dreamsAlongside his faith.Made were we notTo live in vain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765323/ Whirling circlesFractured daydreamsParadoxical dualitySandpaper tongueRetractable thoughtsSounds emerging from silenceIntrusive existenceRetreating imperativesFloat away....  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765321/ I ache insideAnd know not whyIt hurts so bad;At night I cry.I never hadYou; this is true,But when I dream,I dream of you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765318/ You tell me it's hard  to stop loving me.Why, then, did you leave?Why did you choose another  if your love for mehas such a hold on your heart? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765314/ A passing glance,An accidental touch,Makes me smile.A tentative kiss,A playful grin -These are good enough. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765313/ Beneath the small flags you lieBeneath the earth's brown dustWho for our nation bravely diedDoing as you felt you mustThough 'tis long you may be goneLong lives your legacyYou - a soldier standing strongThat we could all live free http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1765311/ 10-16-2013Your ears are closed to spoken wordAs though my voice did cloyBut then protest when I inquireIts sound you do enjoyWhich is it, Love? Please tell me true?Or games to you prefer?Because my heart can't take the strainOf being so unsure.I knew love once, or thought I did,Until my soul knew yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1440764/ If I could teach the peopleto open their eyes,look past the darkness,reach for the skies,I'd teach them hope,acceptance, to be free,replace their ignorance,sorrow, and greed.It's a sad thingwhen people won't learn.Wilful ignoranceis a stain, a burn.The bane of the worldstems from this woe,which kill.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1120890/ A poem about the rarely occurring opposite of writer's block. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1120009/ A random impression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1120005/ Darkness looms andshadows grow long.The moon hides behinda thick veil of clouds, the sky pregnantwith the promise of rain.Lightning arcsin a blinding flashand the heavens roaras heavy tears dampennot only the streets, but my pillow.The trees bow their thankswhile my body curls up, wai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1120001/ Written to be intentionally bad. I am rather fond of it for some strange reason, though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1119786/ The rain in my soulhas been collected by the skyand falls in wet dropletson my faceand the sidewalk. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1119783/ I know this boy-- his words bring light.I wonder if he knowsthat he carries my smileon his tongue-- his breath.I sit, waitingfor his laughter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aradiasongbird/1119781/