http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jessicat The original writings of author Jessi Leigh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043852 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love for another human http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1431944/ A moment of connection, inspired by so many people and experiences. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1339578/ I will always remember sitting across the kitchen table from Brian and him telling me softly. "Jess I want to be honest with you.. I really like you,  I know I don't love you, but I don't want you to go away."I felt an overwhelming need to respond with a similar answer, except of course I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1335904/ There are those mornings when you wake up and the world is in a crisp silence. That is apart from the groans of your mind for having to wake up after not enough sleep to the rather annoying alarm tone of a blackberry.I used to treasure the snooze button and snuggling back into our duvet. Unfortunate.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1335902/ Day 6 of #DigiWriMo http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1262945/ I have used #DigiWriMo as an opportunity to write about my journey through Brian's death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1262933/ Last touch Nix!The game we used to play to say goodbyeToday I crave the sweet innocence of a childhood game. Today I long for everythingIf I could hold you one last timeBreathe in your smile and sky blue eyesGet lost inside of you, together with youOnly to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/1255189/ Rip the papers and dry out the damned penTie their hands behind their backsLaugh in their facesTease their hopes and dreamsBurn the passion to the ashesYou were never THAT good.What did you actually think you had potential?Oh sweety...Another dream shattered, another constricting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/967895/ The wind lulls along fragile dunes,giving not much thought about ruffling feathers and having a blow.waiting for better days, new adventures for the lethargy is stifiling.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/955469/ Your skin is soft and flexible,your face and body talk without wordsevery moment a new adventureevery feeling a new experienceOh sweet child you feel so fully!In your world there is always enough time and a spring ever-flowing with questions;Your eyes see only with love.Your restlessness d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/921239/ exhausts chokingred lights glaringbreaks groaningflickers hoping to find relief in another waywhere is the pause to let the man in front so that he can cross the street?it's all about us reaching our final destination isnt itwe let fear and poisonous gasses cripple our better judgement http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/894409/ Amore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/838370/ today the soul mournsit does not cryit does not feel male nor femalebut rather like bread - crummy and stalean ever looming cloud of greya constant drizzle stealing from daythe sea feels greyish-greenwaves are sick and stunted and snotty and meanour good friend salvador dali he knewin persistence of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/838356/ A late night ramble http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/823545/ A taste of touch http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/815337/ Dirty hands clean strings he said.Fleeting moment, not knowing who was http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/810182/ While being confronted with responsibilityshe wills for positivityHer healing powerincreases every hourWhen the teacher is ready the student appearsthe love and bliss seems boundrylessconsuming furfilling every hand she touches as they make the walk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/808472/ Today my absolute treat has been to come home, take a shower and cuddle up in a blanket on the couch http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/804907/ A rant about sex versus tantric sex http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/798375/ one thousand flickers to your flamei'll never forget your name, your nameone thousand traumas to the brainlife will never be the samewax drips melts dissipateslife is a process which eliminatesWind blows out the flickers of somethe prayers have been answered. Done http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/796947/ Only love within... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/796922/ A longing... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/796911/ cold shivers shudder down spinelike empty cases of bullets from a machine gunsyour jekyll your Hydeand then your alter ego too http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/796416/ coming into awareness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/795653/ On verbal and a touch of physical abuse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/793337/ one minute challenge write a poem using the word allegro with no more than 8 lines http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/792830/ Experience during a death meditation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/791370/ ramblings with feelings, no logic, no care, just thought http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/791112/ Oh My Twin in a mixed bag of Liquorice AllsortsHow lucky I am to meet you again! I celebrate the sunlight of and in your warmththe wild ethinic music of your souland the wind on which your words reach my earsI celebrate you. With closed eyes we meetwe hug, we squeeze, adorn with kisses,we .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/789361/ She BREATHES. Body numb but spirit wild and awokenGentle sobs bleed into chilling screams which break free in innocent laughter- The cosmic joke understoodCrazy? Yes. Delicious? Even more soA RuSH of Love to her headEyes open, they are anewWorld is s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/788050/ She lies across an unforgiving path of rubble; Her body beaten, broken, blue and frozen The final flicker of her flame...Exhaled. Too weak to cry, too numb to feel She plays dead. F**k the overwhelming juiciness of experience. Memories once a Romance now play as a horror scenes across her minds .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/786607/ Please accept my openness, my vulnerability, this is not intended to offend, nor is it aimed at anyone. It is a share. My training as a Yogini has opened me to a whole new level of feeling, this has been an intense but incredible process. Happiness is not a place, but a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/786601/ Ilaygorgeouslyspreadeagleda        the        T     c       (OPEN)        a       r           read.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/786599/ I found inspiration after a trip to India, where I ate cheesecake, had many laughs and meditated a bit. Two months ago, my creativity took a back seat, this is what emerged when it broke through http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessicat/786591/