http://slow.writerscafe.org/wredit The original writings of author wredit.jordan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026395 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about life and water and the difficulties of getting over obstacles. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2159457/ Rose gardens,line the fences.I give many pardons.Sorry for the offences.I'm just trying to pick one,that's closest to the sun.But the flowerbed,It is so red.They are a crowd,Can't reach the clouds. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2058531/ The home attracted birds like a dark magnet. Paint chipped off the side boards. Its musty scent covered the whole block and the lawn remained a sandy color even though it was late spring. Still, birds flocked to it daily.A week later they starved or died of thirst. The house creaked when they arrive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2052985/ I wanted to be that flowerWith red velvety petalsAn aroma that made eyes flutterAnd hearts swellI wished to be that roseThe one you gave to herI hoped she'd prick her fingerOn one of my thorns http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2049441/ I want to walkI want to runAway from my stressAnd maybe everyone.Not foreverJust for a whileUntil I'm readyTo bring back my smileI need time to dreamAnd some time to cry.That's all i really needIn order to get by.I need to walkI need to runTowards the starsAnd towards the sun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2046229/ You have two facesLike the moonI fell in love with oneThe other is your dark sideI've never seen itBut I've heard rumors http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2045572/ I'm surrounded by soldiersAll hiding behind their shieldsMy heart is weakYet I keep searchingLookingFor a knightMy lightMy heart is paper thinAs a queenI must stay strongEven if my walls crumble http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2045570/ Snowflakes played in her hairEach one unique and fairTo find one similarIn skinIn voiceIn clothesIs rare http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2033711/ He criesHe laughsHe smilesHe liesHe tells me I'm beautifulThen I catch him staring at othersHe is a person, after all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2033709/ White fingers of the waveNever took only gaveTo the shores they reachedLeaving little shells on the beach http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2030339/ Just for fun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2029774/ A piece of my flash fiction, so that I can practice my writing craft. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wredit/2029763/