http://slow.writerscafe.org/bucolicbard The original writings of author Mike Winegar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997039 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She plays softly by the moonlightIn mournful solitude surrounded by mistWith the moon listening to the violin's song.The notes caress the stars at nightAs the violin sings with her tenderness.The night carries the music along.She comes alone at night to sit by the lakeAnd pour her hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bucolicbard/823219/ I remember like it was the day beforeAll those clever, well-crafted barbs thrown in my direction.I remember the tears of youth unbroken by childish laughter.The pain knew where to find me at the core of my core.Left naked in a storm of scorn with no protection,So long ago, but the hate lin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bucolicbard/821201/ A poem of the faerie folk at night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bucolicbard/766030/