http://slow.writerscafe.org/Taco0711 The original writings of author Alex Figueroa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003400 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 just a rough draft of a silly and stupid poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/1134559/ For my daughter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/828698/ intimate moment for lovers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/825103/ Telling people who you are... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/802407/ for anyone who remembers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/793657/ A dream of being extremely rich for one 24 hour day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/786125/ My second song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/775299/ A dedication http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/773989/ My try at a child's story! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/772692/ A dream i had a long time ago that still gives me chills when I remember it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/770434/ Hay en la vida del hombre una mujer que tiene algo de diospor la inmensidad de su amory mucho de ángel por la incansable solicitud de sus cuidados.una mujer que, siendo joven, tiene la reflexión de una anciana,y en la vejez trabaja con el vigor de la juventud.una mujer que, siendo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/770050/ My first song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/769101/ i walk everyday admiring you from afar...i never truly have the courage to approach such a wonderful woman...i brush it off and go on with my day...you heard me before saying "my smile being only for you..."doing small favors always trying to catch your eye...always around you and your friends...bab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/768665/ I miss you without ever meeting you...I know you without ever seeing you...I love you for you are a piece of my heart...I rejoice without having her smile...I have changed without noticing what shes done...She is my light without having to shine...I feel you for every time i hear my wife sing it rem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/768518/ He came out, the man in blue landed against a tree andtried to go back through but it closed too fast for even him. "D****t...”he didn't know what Ark did, but he would die, that was for sure, as he walkedaway from the area he fell into. He headed the direction he felt would lead himto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/768447/ We create because it gives us hope. Even if it's false hope,it gives us strength to overcome, and someday, make believe in true hope.Anyone can just give up and accept death, because it's easy. But it takes truecourage to live on and fight sorrows. No matter how long we fight the battl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767383/ Thinking of you in so many waysHow I longed for your kiss, your touch, and your presenceforever long daysHow long was it since we’ve seen each other?Smiling always thinking foolishly that I’m a botherBut since were here, my words very clearStarting my sentence with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767380/ Hero's are sacrifice,Freedom's ultimate price.What we want, what we needIt truly is the hope of being freed.As the funeral bells of the fallen ringsThe voices of the finally freed sings"You my friend are the gift of the goddess"Forever true in the pages of historyWill their achieve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767378/ H . O . A .I’m thefirst to hear it…The firstto feel it…You have a…H .O .A . It beatsconstantly…nevermissing a tune…you have a…H.O.A. Every timeI’m near…It beatswith your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767376/ A far off memory that’s like a scattered dreamA scattered dream that’s like a far off memoryI want to line the pieces up..Yours and mine.When you remember one thingThat leads to remembering anotherAnd then another and then another…Our memories are connected.Many pieces are linkedT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767369/ My Dearly Beloved Thinking of you wherever you are -            Looking up at the stars always wonderingWe pray for our sorrows to end -            Forgetting all pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taco0711/767366/