http://slow.writerscafe.org/rizaclaire The original writings of author Rizaclaire en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775944010 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The HouseCome and enter ,the house beckons its guests,A white picket fence a grand entrance with roman columns standing like sentinels,A green door with golden inlays a look of decadence,Solid oak entryway with hanging chandeliers as you enter,Come and sit on the settee and rest your tired bones fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2444908/ Fresh white linen washed with gentle hands,Waking up in a cloud of white, safe, secure,and untouchable.The smell of sun embedded on the creases, the illusion of innocence.Fresh white linen wrapped me when i was a new born.Warm embraces, a small world encompassed by the love of parents.Fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2355390/ Our beloved who passed through this life,Visits us when our minds are unguarded In the darkness of night and the twilights of dawn,They thread lightly, opens the door slightly and make their presence known.In our unknown sorrows and our deepest regrets,In our quiet longing for a touch we can never g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2328469/ You are patience epitomized, The big blue rock which holds life,molded from both adversity and resilience,That is, you my dearest love,You are my true north, my compass in life,You are the equilibrium which holds our life in perfect balanceFor that I thank you.I am like the storm, the carefree .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2208162/ Men have followed the northern star,Consistent and never changing is its direction,It's brilliant light never fading or waning,Against a backdrop of darkness,At times it is the only thing that's glittering.You are my northern star,The brightest one I have seen so far,A guiding light throughout my li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2179037/ The basis of religion is to find hope in the divine when all human endeavors have failed. Religion is not for everyone, as humans evolve the belief in a deity that can perform miracles have slowly faded into the background. However, chance encounters can make one believe that there are still miracl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2178565/ Hidden agendas behind a beguiling smile,Secrets entwined in everyday life,Meanings and reasons of what was and what will be?Buried now in feelings and madness that always comes in three. Three things that I did not see,Or maybe I just did not want to see,One was the innocence that I thought tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2178563/ A letter to my children  I lay here unaware of everything around me, My mind is fuddled I could not think straight, I see you yet not really, I see someone, standing right in front of me, someone who has my eyes, my lips But in the frame of my beloved’s face. I fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2178293/ The tides of fate crashes in the shores of your life.you have to be steadfast on its onslaught.Face its tragedies with a resolute and stubborn smile.If it carries good tidings,bow your head in humility and accept its graces.The ever changing winds stir the branches of your life,Be flexible and sway .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2177926/ Enclose me in a gilded cage called life,Drown me in the monotony of stability,I shall wait in the bossom of sweet ignorance,until you wake me again with the pleasures of travel.The stories of the unturned stones of the past,The scent of preserved roses in the pages of old novelsthat kept captivating.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2177826/ You came in a dream your arms waving in the wind,The smile on your face was carefree,You beckon for me to come near,I did not hesitate because I have been waiting for this moment. Then you whisper to me, "this would be my last Thursday."And like any dream you were gone.I remember that I always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rizaclaire/2177820/